Sword Among Us

Panda Novel

Happy used a total of forty minutes to circulate his qi through three full circulations using Tendon Changing Classic. It caused Happy to be unable to help but remember the situation when he first used a qi cultivation technique in the game. His rewards were great, and he obtained quite the pleasant surprise during that time.

It was the same for Happy during his first circulation of qi using Tendon Changing Classic this time. Even though his qi was already at 603 points, causing the increase of his qi using this classic to be insignificant, since the training requirements for Tendon Changing Classic was very hard, the effect of it widening his meridian system when his foundation for everything had already reached two hundred was incredibly clear. During those forty minutes, it had actually helped Happy increase his qi by slightly over three.

Also, even his Affinity and Arm Strength had also increased by one, and his Comprehension also reached a breakthrough.

His level for Tendon Changing Classic had just reached 5.7, and his qi had already increased by 3.4. At the same time, his attributes also increased, and this was something that he had never had before.

If he did not have the major matter of Master Xuan Kong and his exquisite Go game waiting for him, Happy might have to search for a quiet place to practice Tendon Changing Classic and other martial artists so that he can try his hardest to reach Moksha Realm in one week.

However, Happy was already eager to receive Ten True Dragon Styles.

Happy fell silent. He turned his head around to bow respectfully to the area with the thick fog, and Happy left Punishment Mount.

The group of Shaolin Temple disciples guarding the place looked at each other at a loss.

“Was that our senior brother just now?”

“I think so.”

“He seems to have become a different person.”

“His eyes were very bright, and there’s a spring in his step when he walks. He does indeed seem to be much more elegant compared to before.”

When the group of people looked over, Happy had already vanished from the chain.

‘The wind between the mountains will actually produce an effect on Tendon Changing Classic as well?’

While he was on his way to leave Punishment Mount, Happy came to another astonishing discovery: Tendon Changing Classic will increase slightly when the user was attacked. Even though the increase was minimal, Happy can clearly see when he examined his body that some air flow appeared around his bones and tendons to prevent the wind from invading his body.

Tendon Changing Classic actually provided some effects that can only be found in certain body fortifications.

‘Perhaps while I practice this as a qi cultivation technique, I can also train it in the manner of a body cultivation technique. The wind over here isn’t strong enough. I can test it out by searching for mountain bandits, and perhaps I can level it up even faster.’ When Happy sped down the mountain, he was filled with hope.

At that moment, there was a broad and flat path laid out in front of Happy. What he needed to do was to walk down that path based on the experience he had in the other world.

*****

The rundown temple in Mount Song was the same as what he saw in the past. There was Monk Zhi Heng there, who had great physical strength, standing in front of the temple. He looked down, and with a calm gaze, stopped countless martial artists who came over here because they heard of Master Xuan Kong’s name.

To the current Happy, many of the people outside the temple were indeed martial art elites.

Most of the people who came here had already reached Moksha Realm, and they came from various sects. There were men, women, elderly, and the young around there, and there was truly a mix of people over there.

It was different from the other world.

World of Martial Arts had already been running for five years, and more players no longer focused on merely sabers and swords. A lot of people began walking down the path that suited them most, and in fact, they had already acquired quite the decent achievement.

These people held different weapons of varying sizes in their hands. There were people who had swords sheathed by their waists, sinister assassins, wide sawtooth sabers made with Recondite Steel, players who looked like normal people and who had their hands hidden in their sleeves. These people looked harmless, but they exuded the faint, sharp feeling that can only be found in cold weapons. There were also monks with crescent spades, built men with Single-horned Bronze Man Longspear, prickly-looking beauties, children with Universe Secrets Umbrella, and people who clearly put on human skin masks of old women.

In other words, none of the people who came here were easy to get along with.

Happy quietly became on guard. He ignored most of the people’s impatient and disdainful gazes while he squeezed his way through the crowd to arrive in front of Monk Zhi Heng.

“Ambitabha! Patrons, while my master is serving a guest, no one is to get close to the place!”

These words were naturally not aimed at Happy, but at a few Moksha Realm players who had already arrived in front of Zhi Heng.

This was a group of five people, and they seemed to be together. At that moment, they glared at Zhi Heng impatiently. “Damn it, what sort of guest is your master serving?! Will there ever be an end to it?! Tell him that I can clear his stupid game!

“I’ve already been waiting here for three days!”

“Amitabha.”

“Fourth, I already told you to calm down. It won’t do you good to provoke this monk.”

“Do me no good to provoke him? Bah! He’s just a little louder than usual!”

The speaker was a strong man who held a Single-horned Bronze Man Longspear in an icepick grip. He looked fierce, and he spoke conceitedly. However, he was definitely an extraordinary person.

Happy cast him a sidelong glance.

The man stabbed his longspear deep into the ground. Happy reckoned it should be around 330 pounds. This person’s Arm Strength should already be about the same level as Ralston, who was blessed with great talent.

However, Monk Zhi Heng’s Buddhist’s Lion’s Roar was an orthodox Shaolin Temple ultimate technique. In the past, Xie Xun relied on it to kill countless elites and threw them into further frenzy. His skills were not something that a normal person can compare to. Otherwise, it will be impossible for him to block so many Moksha Realm elites outside alone and in such an orderly fashion.

“Damn it, if it weren’t for those Shaolin Temple ultimate techniques inside, I wouldn’t be staying here and wasting my time…”

“Alright, enough.”

The five people noticed the people beside them casting their eyes at them, and they immediately fell silent.

*****

“Heh, there’s another group of people who want to go in and snatch those manuals through brute force.”

Someone beside Happy let out a disdainful snort, and it instantly caught Happy’s attention.

Even though it had been one year and a half since he logged in, Happy soon understood what was going on.

Five years had passed since the game was launched, but no one managed to clear the exquisite Go game. However, the fact that the temple was filled with the manuals for Shaolin Temple’s ultimate techniques had already spread through the world.

Many people even came to the assumption that it was impossible to clear that exquisite Go game, which was why they came to the bright idea of snatching the manuals inside.

However, it was clear that this idea was really stupid.

Based on Happy’s understanding to Ten True Dragon Styles and Master Xuan Kong, Master Xuan Kong was an amazing person who was at least at Myth Realm.

When a powerful martial artist at Myth Realm executed Ten True Dragon Styles close to his target, there was no one in the current world of martial artists who can fight against him.

One Dragon Capture alone was already enough for Happy to easily intercept a Myth Realm elite at Shi Zhixuan’s level, so unless the player’s strength was above Shi Zhixuan, there was no way they can win against him.

Besides, there were still the moves for Inaction Realm and Myth Realm in Ten True Dragon Styles, which Happy had not witnessed just yet!

As he thought about this, he suddenly heard an enraged shout from within.

“Baldie!”

The sound from within the temple instantly attracted countless people’s attention.

Multiple pairs of eyes were trained on the shut door of the temple, and among them was Monk Zhi Heng.

At that moment, that sound from within seemed to be a signal that excited the people outside, causing them to move.

More than ten players suddenly shot forth at the same time from the front of the crowd. They moved past Monk Zhi Heng and rushed to the door of the small temple.

Boom!

Quite a number of them executed remote palm strikes at the same time, and the door to the small temple shattered when the sound of it being hit rose.

“Your manuals are mine now!”

Happy could see it clearly. When he heard this sound, a black figure had already rushed out of the secret chamber and appeared in the hall of the small temple. There was crazed delight on his face.

‘There’s someone inside working with the people outside!’ A thought that caused Happy to feel shocked rose in his head.

“ROAR!” At that moment, Monk Zhi Heng took action.

His monk robes filled up, making him look as bulky as Maitreya Buddha, and he gained an awe-inspiring presence. He opened his mouth, and a super powerful sound wave split into dozens of visible air flows with amazing shapes in the air.

Lion’s Roar.

To the others, they only sensed the air trembling violently for a moment, and it absolutely did not have the power of being able to control the entire area, as it did in the past.

However, the visible sound wave air flows that flew out gave the people an incredibly great sense of danger.

As expected, the people who jumped out of the crowd and broke the door of the temple were all struck in the air at the same time. Even though all of them activated their body fortifications during the critical moment, the people who saw it still found it a shame for these people who were hit.

Sound waves were something that body fortifications cannot hope to fend against, or else, why would Six-fingered Demonic Zither be so popular in the game?

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The group of players who went forth to receive the player inside were simultaneously sent flying by Lion’s Roar, and they were all knocked out.

At that moment, Happy seized the chance to charge out of the crowd in one breath.

Before Monk Zhi Heng can be on guard against him, he pounced at the player inside the hall and shouted, “This is a quiet place for Buddhists! It is no place for you to act wildly! Master Zhi Heng, I am Master Xuan Jing’s disciple, and I will help you take this person down.”

The group of players who were intimidated by Monk Zhi Heng’s might nearly jumped out and cursed him when he heard Happy’s words.

His declaration about how this place was a quiet place for Buddhists and proclamation of himself as Master Xuan Jing’s disciple had really stopped Monk Zhi Heng from attacking him.

Happy seized the chance to charge into the temple.

It might have seemed to have happened over a long period of time, but everything was over in the blink of an eye.

The player who came out of the secret chamber already had a manual in his hands, and he was just waiting for his friends to get in to receive him. When he saw that his friends were all knocked down by Zhi Heng, and a player at Life and Death Realm came over accusing him to be a thief, he laughed savagely and delivered a palm strike without holding back.

His palm showed a dark color!

A foul-smelling wind came at Happy’s face, and it was about to rip Happy to shreds at this “quiet place for Buddhists”.

Happy’s expression remained as calm as water. He spread his arms calmly before he moved into that person’s space. His Dragon Claw, which was sturdy as a vajra, parried that person’s grip, which he had been certain will seize Happy, and Happy seized that person’s arm in a counterattack.

That person was shocked.

Before he can react, a golden leg-generated wind rammed against his chin from an unbelievable angle.

The sound of bones shattering rose, and the thief who stole the manual was kicked off the ground. His consciousness faded away.

Then, as if he was the wind itself, Master Xuan Kong’s voice rose beside Happy.

“I’ve troubled you into helping me, young patron.

“I heard just now that you are my junior brother, Xuan Jing’s disciple, is that true?”

Happy turned around, and he saw that Master Xuan Kong had appeared beside him at some point of time. He did not know whether it was done intentionally or not, but the place where Master Xuan Kong stood coincidentally blocked the door.

Happy was shocked, and he gained a new understanding of Master Xuan Kong’s strength.

That movement speed alone meant that he was probably not any weaker than Evil King Shi Zhixuan.

The thief who stole the manual had actually wanted to escape from Master Xuan Kong’s hands? The probability of him succeeding was zero.

“It has been eight years since I became my master’s disciple, and some time ago, I was rescued by my master and brought back to the mountain. I’ve been recovering for a long time in the bamboo forest. Today, I finally obtained his kind permission to leave the mountain, but I didn’t expect myself to see your temple being invaded by thieves, martial uncle.”

“Hmm… Not bad, Junior Brother Xuan Zhi is indeed someone quiet and elegant. I saw that you have gained some achievements in your mastery of Dragon Claw and Demon Subduing Vajra Kick. You should indeed be a Shaolin Temple disciple. Thank you for helping me just now.”

While Master Xuan Kong spoke, he swept his gaze over the player on the ground, and he grabbed the manual that he stole. “I cannot allow any Shaolin Temple manuals to be taken from my hands.”

He stopped talking for a while before his gaze landed on Happy, who never left. “Junior Brother Xuan Zhi loved playing Go when he was young. I wonder how much of his skills you learned, young patron. Are you interested in playing one round with me?”