313 Zhou Yu, One Emperor!

Bang!

The general's body crashed heavily into the common reed bush like a cannonball! He crushed the thick tuft of grass, and he sank into the ground with his limbs splayed. His eyes were lifeless. 

Shing!

Happy put his sword back in its sheath with abnormal calm and composure. He then faced the group of soldiers who came at him with fear and anger, along with the players who charged at him like locusts. An incredibly great feeling of being drained of qi surged into his heart, and he frowned slightly. 

'I was too impatient…'

Petit Dragon, Dragon Capture, and Seven Stars Brilliant Moon were all styles that required a large amount of qi. Since he was in a rush, he did not even take Dew Pills while he used those techniques repeatedly. Hence, even if he was already in Mystical Realm, he still felt a little tired and empty because he had overdrawn his qi.