Sword Among Us

The unique characteristic of Dragon Tiger Arena, along with the large number of martial art elites who had extraordinary strength there, caused the dozen elites who arrived in the area one after another to not dare to readily go up the stage.

No one wanted their journey to the martial arts tournament to end just like that, because there were many elites there who could easily defeat them. Hence, everyone just waited at the bottom of the stage beside the seniors of their sects while they watched the situation on the stage.

They were basically treading on thin ice on the trip to Dragon Tiger Arena.

It was the same for Happy.

He just quietly watched the fierce battle between Guo Jing and Zhang Wuji!

Both sides had already fought to a chaotic state.

The great dragon behind Guo Jing had already turned into a huge eight-clawed golden dragon while it continuously evolved. As he breathed and attacked, small dragons shot out like cannonballs. Dragon roars rose nonstop as well.

Zhang Wuji might not have been hurt because he used Taichi Art at the early stages of the fight, but his act of protecting himself had not just strengthened Guo Jing’s momentum, he had also sunk into an even more passive and dangerous situation!

Heaven and Earth Great Shift.

He was forced to use it. He had to use Heaven and Earth Great Shift to borrow power from Guo Jing’s attacks to negate his force!

But this still did not allow him to completely suppress Guo Jing.

The profound secret of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm was that each palm strike was stronger than the last. Guo Jing could use the might of the subsequent palm strikes to negate the damage from the previous palm strikes, as if he was doing the simplest deductions. Besides, Guo Jing’s palm technique was more refined than Zhang Wuji’s, so it was only natural that Zhang Wuji was the one who suffered a slight loss.

If Zhang Wuji did not have Nine Yang Divine Skill, which allowed him to have an endless supply of qi, he might have already been heavily injured by Guo Jing.

The elites of the six great sects and the various martial artists in the spectator seats nodded.

“As expected of Great Hero Guo, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm is indeed one of the fiercest ultimate techniques in the world!”

The underlying meaning behind those words was that the speaker was certain of Guo Jing’s advantage and believed that Zhang Wuji would definitely lose.

Zhang Sanfeng, too, nodded repeatedly.

“Great Hero Guo has great qi, and his palm-generated wind has both offense and defense. He can attack with an indomitable spirit, so it’s no wonder why he can serve as the garrison for Xiangyang City and even protect the borders perfectly. He does have the makings of a general!”

At that moment, a rather energetic voice suddenly rose from a nearby shed.

“I heard that Cult Master Zhang’s Nine Yang Divine Skill is outstanding, and it can learn any martial art. I wonder if it’s true.”

It was an incredibly clear and familiar voice. Zhang Sanfeng and the other sect leaders were shocked.

“It’s Young Happy.”

“I see, Young Swordsman Happy has come with the elites of the Murong Clan.” The elites of the six great sects cast friendly gazes over and nodded as a greeting.

Happy wrapped his fist in his palm and returned their greetings before he turned his gaze to the stage.

At that moment, the situation on the stage changed.

Zhang Wuji was originally running out of moves to use, but suddenly, he began to imitate Guo Jing’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, and his momentum changed. He instantly shifted from the smooth and evasive fighting style from before to a fierce and sharp offense.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill Zhang Wuji practiced was a qi cultivation technique that was of supreme fierceness and strength. Within a short period of time, a huge dragon clashed violently against Guo Jing.

Boom!

A mighty dragon roar crashed fiercely against a crazed qi wave. A wave of unprecedented intensity instantly blew outward from the stage. The people outside the stage were affected, and the shed rattled loudly. It was about to fall.

Zhang Wuji finally came to realize how he should fight against Guo Jing. He had to use fierce techniques against fierce techniques. He utilized the advantage brought to him by the endless amount of qi generated by Nine Yang Divine Skill and exchanged blows with Guo Jing. Then, he used his qi realm, which was above Inaction Realm, to suppress rising momentum with brute force.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged countless palm strikes.

Waves of fierce wind flew in all directions from the stage.

Huang Rong’s expression changed swiftly while she was below the stage, and she cried out in surprise, “Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm!”

Happy smiled in pride.

As expected of Zhang Wuji, with just a few hints, he immediately reacted to the situation. The tables then turned. Zhang Wuji had Taichi Art and Heaven and Earth Great Shift, so he would not lose. If on top of that he had the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm imitated from Nine Yang Divine Skill, it would not be a problem for him to win against Guo Jing.

The stage was about to be destroyed, unable to withstand anymore blows. As gusts of palm-generated wind whistled, dragon roars rose nonstop, and the people felt as if they were attacked by a Level 12 tornado. They could not get close to the stage at all.

“Haha! This is great!”

Guo Jing’s hearty and boisterous laugh traveled into the crowd’s ears continuously from the tornado. He delivered palm strike after palm strike, since Complete Reality School’s qi cultivation technique also had the effect of continuously restoring his qi.

Zhang Wuji refused to admit defeat. He exchanged blows with Guo Jing repeatedly. Qi filled his body, and he was full of energy.

The fight between two peerless martial artists caused the fight between the other three pairs of elites to seem lackluster in comparison. Guo Jing and Zhang Wuji’s fight attracted everyone’s attention.

When they exchanged more than one hundred blows, neither side was yet a victor, but at that moment, a loud bark of laughter rose into the air. Then, an awe-inspiring voice traveled clearly into the ears of everyone in the area.

“Great Hero Guo, Cult Master Zhang, both of you are powerful martial artists of this generation. This fight has shocked both heaven and earth, but our goal for this martial arts tournament is to choose a master of the martial art alliance, and I cannot bear to see both of you being wounded heavily. Why don’t we call it a tie and end the fight in a draw?”

“Alright! Cult Master Zhang, we have a major matter that concerns all the heroes of the world today, and we shan’t have it delayed because of us. Let’s fight to our heart’s content on another day!” Guo Jing jumped to the side of the stage, and his momentum vanished.

Zhang Wuji’s momentum also faded away when he backed down, and he wrapped his fist in his palm to salute Guo Jing.

“I will naturally show my respect to you by obeying your words.”

Once he finished speaking, he cast a glance in the direction of Happy. He nodded at him in gratitude before both sides got down from the stage.

Happy smiled sincerely.

Giving Zhang Wuji a reminder so that he could win was not his true intention. His real aim was to use Zhang Wuji to provoke Huang Rong as well as the genii of Beggar’s Sect. As long as Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm appeared repeatedly, when Happy eventually used it, it would not be so eye-catching.

At that moment, a rather gentle voice rose from the side. Dongfang Xiong, who stood aloof from the others, talked. “Lady Murong, there is an empty spot in the arena right now. Why don’t we have a friendly spar between our families? We can also have the heroes of the world see our strength.”

Compared to the despicable acts of the disciples from the eight aristocratic families who only knew how to sneer and jeer, Dongfang Xiong appeared much more gentlemanly. At the very least, he did not disgust others with his actions.

The Murong Clan Lady was about to get up when Happy took a step forward from where he originally stood quietly behind her.

“Since this is a friendly spar between our families, allow me to fight on the Murong Clan Lady’s behalf.” There was a faint smile on Happy’s face when he noticed Dongfang Xiong’s expression darken. “The lady is worth thousands, and it is not good for her to fight, or do you think that I am not worthy of fighting against you, Brother Dongfang?”

“Of course not.” Even though Dongfang Xiong really wanted to say yes, the elites from the six great sects were watching, and the Murong Clan Lady as well as Nangong Ruosui were right beside him. He regained his composure and nodded before he jumped on the stage that had been emptied.

Happy followed closely behind him. Right under everyone’s eyes, he slowly stepped on the stage that was the arena for the powerful of China to fight!