Sword Among Us

When One Emperor was defeated, he finally broke through the pressure Ling Huchong brought on him, and he released the sword will that was suppressed in his heart. It was stronger than ever before, and one that he had never been able to understand—the sixth slash!

 Even Ling Huchong had been unable to react to it. His shoulder was injured, and blood poured out like a stream. As he stood on the stage, he stared at One Emperor and the abject swordsman without any movement.

 And on the other stage was Happy who had lost to Xiao Feng’s one move—Arrogant Dragon’s Regrets, which had the greatest power in Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm!

 When the people saw that Happy had not been able to receive a single attack from Xiao Feng, there were quite a number of them at the foot of the stage who rejoiced at his misfortune.

 But at that moment…

 “Young Swordsman Happy, this is all that I can do. I hope that you can understand the essence of that move,” Xiao Feng said loudly on the stage.

 The people on the stage were incredibly shocked. Then, they remembered something!

 Xiao Feng had used Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm just then. Could it be that Happy had chosen not to fight back against that blow because he was trying to understand the ingenuity of Xiao Feng’s attack?

 Bang!

 The crowd burst into a ruckus, and the heroes of the world were also incredibly puzzled. They did not understand why Sect Master Xiao Feng of Northern Beggar’s Sect would show such respect to Happy.

 But Happy understood that this meant that he now owed two favors to Beggar’s Sect. One of them was for Guo Jing of Southern Beggar’s Sect, and the other was for Xiao Feng of Northern Beggar’s Sect.

 It was not easy to return an NPC’s favor…

 Besides, Arrogant Dragon’s Regret was the greatest skill among the eighteen palm strikes, and he had just personally experienced as well as gained an epiphany of its strength. Its might was incredibly great, and it was as quick as lighting.

 Happy could not dodge it.

 Later though, if he managed to understand it fully before his fight against One Emperor, there was no telling just who would win in the end.

 Happy calmly got out of the Murong Clan Lady’s hold, wrapped his fist in his palm, and said, “Thank you for your guidance, Great Hero Xiao. I will remember it.”

 At that moment, the protectors of the stages turned into Xiao Feng, Ling Huchong, Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Wuji.

 Ling Huchong sat down to meditate and heal his wounds. When he recovered, silence descended on the arena for a short period of time.

 When One Emperor and Happy were defeated, all players lost their desire and courage to fight! Everyone knew that the martial arts tournament had progressed to the stage where there was nothing for them to do anymore.

 And the players ranked in the top three in this martial arts tournament were, in sequence, Happy, Vast Heaven, and One Emperor.

 The one who lost the most was One Emperor.

 He originally had incredibly high hopes of becoming the strongest martial artist among the players, but no one could have expected that something like that would happen.

 Unlike him though, Happy managed to earn his title!

 He first “defeated” Master Kong Xiang of Shaolin Temple, then swiftly won against Ming Cult’s Wei Yixiao. His winning streak had only come to an end against the matchless fighter Xiao Feng, so his journey was already something incredibly rare to come by.

 As for Vast Heaven, Six Pulses Divine Sword was rare and could mow down all sorts of resistances. If he had not lost against One Emperor, no one knew where his progress would have ended.

 Happy might have predicted the end of the martial arts tournament, but he felt no joy in his heart. His gaze moved to One Emperor, who was on the other side of the stage in front of him.

 They would never be able to fulfill the promise between them on that day.

 Happy did not do anything for a while, but after a moment, he brought out a messenger pigeon, wrote a letter right under everyone’s eyes, and let it fly.

 One Emperor received a messenger pigeon.

 There was no need for anyone to guess from whom came the letter tied to the messenger pigeon.

 Little North moved to Happy’s side quietly and lowered his voice to give him a reminder at a volume of a thief at night. “Boss, if you provoke him right now, you’ll be a real jerk.”

 Happy ignored him.

 When One Emperor read the letter, he nodded to Happy from a distance, and Happy finally felt relieved. He sighed.

 One Emperor was indeed not someone normal. This sort of shock should not be able to bring him down.

 Little North covered his head, which had been hit by Momo several times before. This time, he learned his lesson and asked tentatively, “Boss, what did you say to him? He doesn’t look angry at all.”

 Silver Wolf, Thunderous Battle, Momo, and the others all had attentive expressions. They, too, wanted to know what Happy and One Emperor said to each other.

 Before Happy could answer, a snow-white messenger pigeon landed in his hand and cuckooed.

 Countless gazes instantly focused on the letter Happy retrieved.

 He opened the letter, quickly read it, and with a calm expression, tore it to shreds without giving the others the chance to read it.

 “Boss, you’re being unfair.”

 Little North had tried to peek at it, but he saw nothing, and when Happy destroyed the evidence, he became really gloomy.

 “Alright, stop rambling over there. It’s not as if the letter is for you.”

 Momo looked as if she was about to hit his head, and Little North quickly hunched his shoulders. He persisted with his principle of not arguing with a girl who was stronger than him.

 While the group fooled around, Happy and Young Fallen Rain returned to stand behind the Murong Clan Lady.

 At that moment, the gazes of the people from the eight aristocratic clans when they looked at Happy were no longer wary. Some of the young disciples even regarded him with respect.

 Even their view of the Murong Clan Lady had improved.

 Happy ignored that. “Keep an eye on the area. I’ll log off to eat.”

 Even though there were still a few hours left, he should not have much left to do.

 “Oh, okay. Don’t worry about it.”

 When Silver Wolf noticed the gaze Happy gave him before he left, he quietly logged off after him.

 Little North tugged at Silver Wolf because he wanted to talk to him, but he found that he was just standing there like a log, and he did not give any sort of reaction. He mumbled under his breath that Silver Wolf was indeed a cunning person. Once his boss left, he also clocked off work.

 *****

 Happy met Silver Wolf and his three brothers in his living room.

 “How does it feel?”

 He was still a little curious about the group of people who had come out of the same special forces as Silver Wolf.

 “It’s pretty good. It’s comfortable staying near a university. I can see beautiful girls every day, and it’s a sight for sore eyes. Life is very interesting as well.”

 Knife still showed some restraints after he was warned by Silver Wolf. He sat on the couch and answered in a very proper manner.

The other two were Thunder and Bar. Apparently, one of them nearly stepped on a mine and died in the past, while the other had the ambition of becoming a policeman, which was why they gained those nicknames in their squad. They were quite used to them, so they turned them into their in-game IDs as well.

 “I originally wanted to hire all of you, but now, I can’t find myself saying those words.”

 Happy had a pretty good impression of Knife. He had heard that this person had pawned off his house to help gather medical fees for Silver Wolf’s little sister, and he had even sold himself as well.

 He was a person who placed a lot of emphasis on relationships, and he spoke in a manner that reminded Happy of his friends in university. He sounded real and was not pretending to act that way.

 “Silver Wolf said that you came from the same squad and practically did everything together, so much so that you’re closer than brothers. Then, we’re all friends.”

 “Alright.” Knife also had a pretty good impression of Happy.

 It was especially so once he met Happy and noticed how unique was Silver Wolf’s boss.

 He was so young, yet he had brought out five million without hesitation. It should mean that he was either stupid or a truly good person, but whatever was the truth, becoming friends with him was pretty good.

 Besides, Silver Wolf did have a good time by Happy’s side. Not only did he have an outstanding performance in the game and become the Silver Mask Duke that everyone knew, his personal value had also jumped to one hundred million. The split in profit for Silver Wolf’s battle replay had officially reached a hundred million, and compared to his life a few months ago, where he nearly had to pawn off his own clothes for money, the difference was like night and day.