544 Six Pulses Divine Sword

When Happy returned to the Murong Clan's seats at the foot of the stage, he discovered that there was a man in a brocade robe with black borders standing not too far away from the Murong Clan Lady. His body was lean and tall, and he looked like a sword that had been drawn. Even when he stood among a group of martial artists, he still appeared outstanding and eye-catching. 

One Emperor!

"You're here." One Emperor tilted his body to the side and turned his head to give Happy a faint smile. "I have not made the wrong guess, you may perhaps be the first person in World of Martial Arts who can force me to use my fifth sword."

"How are you so certain?"

"You must have experienced Silver Wolf's battle replay, yes?" 

One Emperor's expression was the same as usual. He did not answer, but instead asked another question. He seemed to know Happy better than Happy knew himself. 

"I did."