Chapter 70: Power

Even though Happy was in a very obvious disadvantage in terms of his martial arts and qi realm, he had combat experience that Orochimaru did not possess. With an ingenious move, he seized the flag at the center of the stage. At the instant the system’s notification rang, he used one sentence to surprise Orochimaru and drew his attention from the flag to himself.

Orochimaru did not disappoint him.

Under the atmosphere Happy intentionally created, Orochimaru went together with the flow and focused his attention on him. The strange uneasiness, the faint pressure formed when Happy looked down on him, and his activation of his qi realm increased his might again. He also dissolved Orochimaru’s advantage by accident.

When he saw the lancet knives in his hands, Orochimaru all but forgot about the existence of the flagpole. He looked like a fierce beast, and its mortal enemy had set its sights on it. He pressed his swords tightly against his waist and bent his body slightly. He stared at Happy, who was still on the flagpole, his eyes fixed on the lancet knives.

Happy did not breathe. He watched Orochimaru walk closer to the flagpole step by step, then frowned.

Consideration of Dual Swords!

It was a famous defensive technique of Reverse Dual Swordplay. The skill’s name showed that it would protect the user’s front and back.

It would require a lot of courage for Happy to try and kill an enemy who used this skill while he kept his eyes on Happy. It would be a great challenge. Orochimaru was also the most tenacious enemy Happy had faced since he joined World of Martial Arts. If he was the slightest bit careless… He could not let Orochimaru take advantage! Not only would he lose all the advantage he built up beforehand if that happened, there was also a possibility he might even lose.

The advantage of high-tier martial arts was not something that could be completely erased with some experience and skill!

But how many people would know just how nervous Orochimaru was?

His opponent had a fist technique and lightness skill at Grandmaster Realm, and based on the cold glare from Happy’s throwing knife, his hidden weapon technique had already reached Grandmaster Realm as well. Happy’s combat abilities were no lower than those of a powerful player who had just entered Blessed Realm.

If it were not because he wanted to seize the title of number one in South Morning Martial Arts Ranking Board so that he could humiliate his tutor, Orochimaru would not have even thought to fight against a person with such great abilities and who knew his martial arts inside and out!

The countdown that had started since Happy occupied the area around the flag also reminded him constantly that he needed to get close to the flagpole!

However, the lancet knife in Happy’s hand seemed to hold a promise of death. It exuded an eerie chill and murderous aura that covered every inch of the circumference on the stage. The closer he got, the more dangerous it became.

Orochimaru was risking his life with each step he took.

Cold sweat quietly drenched his back. Orochimaru’s steps became smaller and smaller, and due to the uniqueness of where Happy stood, he had to look up at him. The angle increased the closer he got, and his discomfort and nervousness also went up.

Time ticked by.

Happy kept accumulating his power, but he suppressed the force gathered on his lancet knife. He did not attack.

As he stared at Orochimaru getting closer to him, the cold glare at the tip of his lancet knife changed its angle slightly.

When Orochimaru was sixteen feet away from the flagpole, nearly half a minute had passed. He still did not dare to relax his guard, and his neck was a little sore now. His calf muscles felt as if they were made of lead, and it was incredibly difficult for him to take each new step.

Even though the sun could not be seen in the fictitious martial arts arena, Orochimaru felt as if there was an incredibly scorching sun above his head. It exuded a blistering heat that was so hot he could not breathe!

Thirteen feet…

Orochimaru practically inched his way there. He used around ten seconds to do it.

Eleven feet!

There were only fifteen seconds left before Happy would be considered to have successfully occupied the area around the flagpole.

Ten feet!

Happy’s gaze grew sharp! The lancet knife between his fingers had already been enveloped by a thick white fog. A red glare could be vaguely seen.

Orochimaru sensed a powerful attack that was about to be launched at that moment, and he paused in his footsteps!

A few more seconds passed. When Orochimaru saw that Happy still did not take the initiative to attack, his face turned red. He finally realized that Happy was just using the intangible but imposing might he had created to oppress Orochimaru and drag out the time. Orochimaru could no longer withstand the psychological crisis of having all his movements suppressed and the constant feeling of being under threat!

“A child’s play!”

His gaze turned sharp. He roared, and his qi exploded from within him.

He put his strength in his legs and rushed to the flagpole like a cannonball! At the same time, he brandished his swords to make turn into a web of sword shadows before him to protect all his vitals.

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Happy’s psychological advantage finally crumbled…

When the imposing might Happy had built up crumbled, Orochimaru had drawn himself closer to Happy, but he had also exposed himself to even greater danger by doing so. At the moment Orochimaru showed his weakness, Happy did not hesitate. With a flick of his wrist, a cold glare shot out from his hand!

Whoosh!

A barely noticeable whistle rose, and a white light shot through Orochimaru’s sword shadow web…

Shick!

When the sound of a knife plunging into a body was heard, the sword shadow web broke down.

A trail of blood shot up into the air. Orochimaru was flung out of the area of the flagpole by a huge force. He violently coughed up blood. His expression screamed that he had known that this would happen, but there was also great incredulity on his face, as if he could not believe that he was still hit despite being so careful.

The people on the other two stages were transfixed by the fight. When they saw that Orochimaru was injured and pushed out of the area, their eyes lit up, and all of them crited out as one.

“Beautiful!”

Happy was not affected by the shouts around him.

From the moment he threw his first throwing knife to the moment he hit Orochimaru, he never showed any hit of joy or the slightest hint of smugness. His gaze was as calm as water. His actions were swift, and he was so composed that it was shocking.

Two cold glares struck Orochimaru’s body when Happy took advantage of his fall. The blades sank into his body until only the hilts remained, right into his left thigh and right rib. The powerful force pinned Orochimaru to the ground! His swords flew out from his hands, and agony born from indignation appeared on his face.

Happy did not say anything. He knew the power contained in the three blades very well. Not only did they injure Orochimaru severely, his fighting ability, mobility, and his defence had been greatly reduced. He could no longer pose a threat to Happy. Hence, Happy stopped attacking. He stared at Orochimaru from the flagpole while the latter struggled on the ground.

“Give up.”

“Dream on!”

Orochimaru might be in so much pain that he was gnashing his teeth, but he still refused to admit defeat and get off the stage. He panted harshly and shouted while he stared at Happy’s face with a sinister gaze, “You brat! If you have the guts, kill me! You want me to give up?! Better get rid of that thought!”

He did not manage to accomplish his goal of taking revenge and humiliating the University of South China in the end, and it made Orochimaru slightly angry from his shame. He stared at Happy’s covered face with bloodshot eyes, his chest heaving. He burned with rage.

“Kill him!” Phoenix Dances’ face was filled with excitement while she stood on the other stage. “If you kill him, I’ll be your girlfriend!” she cried out like a woman who liked to keep petty grudges.

Happy was left completely speechless by her words. He’d had a steady foothold on the flagpole all this while, but because of her words, his true qi almost took a wrong turn as it circulated in his body, and he nearly fell from the flagpole. With an awkward expression, he rolled his eyes and ignored Phoenix Dances.

However, Orochimaru was very firm in his attitude. When he heard her words, he snorted coldly.

“This time, I was unlucky! But you’d best be careful, Happy… I’ll remember your name from now on. One of these days, I will definitely take revenge. At that time, I will definitely tear off that cloth over your face from your corpse…”

The murderous intent in his last sentence was incredibly great.

Once he heard Orochimaru’s words, Happy was silent for a moment before he jumped down from the flagpole.

“I don’t like killing.” His voice was very calm when he came to stand in front of Orochimaru with a composed expression. “So I’ll just throw you off the stage.”

“How dare you!” Orochimaru roared and moved. A ruthless look shone in his eyes.

Once Happy drew closer, the body that originally lay on the floor suddenly shot up, as if it had gained a sudden spurt of energy before death. The swords that had fallen not too far away moved at the same time in a strange manner and shot toward Happy at the speed of lightning while being led by an invisible force!

“Haha! You asked for this!”

Orochimaru’s face was full of savagery and smugness. He crossed his arms, and each hand controlled a transparent thread that was barely noticeable by the naked eye. He had moved his swords so that he could make them attack from behind Happy!

The change in the situation was so quick that the people beside the stage could not react to the situation!

When they finally registered that Orochimaru actually still had the ability to launch such a fierce and surprising ambush, all of their expressions changed, and they cried out in worry.

But Happy seemed to have predicted this a long time ago. Without losing his composure, he leapt into the air like curling smoke!

Thud! Thud!

The swords lost their original target, but due to inertia, they flew into Orochimaru’s body and stabbed him. The force from the blow pushed his dead body right off the stage before Orochimaru could even understand what had happened…