142 Its Might is Brought into Full Display

Clang! Clang! Clang, clang!

Amid the rapid and frequent metallic clashes, sparks flew everywhere. A gray figure and blue figure moved about continuously. A black fist sucked away the air around it and made it move along itself. It let out a dull but powerful roar that sounded as if it were a vortex which surrounded the blue figure in the middle. The gray figure looked like a perpetual motion machine that would never stop, and his surging fighting spirit was never ending. 

Happy, who was the person in blue robes, gradually lost his advantage from his initial relaxed state. 

Fighting against a Mystical Realm fighter in a battle to the death had always been a dangerous process, but right then, Flowering Knights' Song was his only high-tier martial art, and its speed simply could not catch up to the monk's fists, who could execute them at will! And it was a Shaolin Monk who could use his hands as weapons as easily normal people drank wine and ate.