173 How Does Someone Become Powerful?

Thud, thud! Thud, thud! Thud, thud!

The attacks from Shadowless Kick did not have the dull booms in the air that were characteristic of normal low-tier martial arts. However, the continuous stream of air being torn was incredibly frequent, and it was so fast that the speed was unimaginable.

Happy did not feel any sort of pressure whatsoever when he faced a Blessed Realm zombie. His fists moved about very quickly. He was practically throwing his fists and kicks in torrents.

The speed of Shadowless Kick was practically twice of slow martial arts. As long as the attack was effective, the speed at which it absorbed EXP was twice the other martial arts too.

In just about half a day, Happy pushed Shadowless Kick to the tenth realm from Level 1.00. The higher the realm, the more its attributes would head to perfection, and it would become even faster!

Even though Blessed Realm zombies would attack at full strength without holding anything back under their master's command, they still did not have any room to fight back under Shadowless Kick's relentless and crazed attacks.

The zombies were like delicate flowers in a storm. They had to withstand the most violent devastation and baptism. They swayed about madly under the dense rain of fists and kicks. If it were not because their physical grooms were sturdy enough, they would have long ago been reduced to a pulp.

Little North could say nothing.

He wanted to cry while he stood on the other side, but he could not.

While he watched his two babies take turns to fight and withstand relentless and savage attacks for half a day, he felt his heart tense. 'Why did I just have to run into such an overbearing boss?'

Happy had used the reason that a wandering martial artist could not rely too much on a support skill and forcefully took away the freedom of his two babies. He very naturally treated them as a sandbag and practiced his martial arts in the mass grave.

In the meantime, he had cast Little North to the side and told him to look for Mystical Realm zombies in the mass grave to spar with them while surviving on his own. After training like that for a short period of time, his body fortification technique shot up by several levels, though he had to retreat with a body full of wounds. He felt as if his heart was filled with sadness.

He had met shameless people before, but he had never seen someone who was so shameless.

Little North only had the courage to brood, but not say anything.

He had to admit, however, that Happy's speed of practicing martial arts was astonishing.

His positioning, attack angles, and chain attacks were all achieved without effort. Every single time he circulated his qi and meditated to recover his health, Little North felt that he benefited greatly from watching him. Then, the next time he trained, he would also pay attention to certain aspects and would last slightly longer than the previous time.

As time passed and Happy's Shadowless Kick started to glow in a faint white light, Little North could also fight tit-for-tat against Mystical Realm zombies without the help of his babies for a few minutes. He had improved very obviously regardless of his combat experience or skills.

It was only at that moment that Little North truly understood what Happy hadd meant before, and he was filled with gratitude.

"Hang on, let me take some medicine and put it on my babies…"

When he saw Happy leave the battlefield and head toward him, Little North thought that his zombies had finally broken down. He stood up decisively and brought out a medicinal bottle.

"Don't need to." Happy looked at Little North with a smile and said, "By the looks of it, you've also understood some things. Not bad. Next time, try to pay more attention to the improvement of your own abilities and skills. Have your own skills complement your zombies' skills, and the puppets will become even greatest assets. Work hard."

"Okay!" Little North nodded vigorously before a look of surprise appeared on his face. "Hang on, what do you mean by 'don't need to'?"

"My Shadowless Kick has already reached Grandmaster Realm. Next, I'll be practicing Stormy Shadowless Kick. The damage of this martial art is much higher, and the speed is also much faster. The zombies at Blessed Realm won't be able to handle the attacks. So I will have to search for the Mystical Realm zombies in the mass grave to practice my martial arts."

"Oh." Little North looked enlightened for a moment, but soon, his expression morphed into one of disbelief. "What?! You reached Grandmaster Realm so soon?!"

Happy said nothing. He tightened his grip on Green Jade Shrouded in Heavenly Silks and explained with a nonchalant tone, "This is still considered slow. If I had equipment that could increase by Body Movement and speed, I'd be able to reach Grandmaster Realm in twelve hours."

Little North was stunned speechless.

"Don't look so surprised. This logic applies to all martial arts. The faster the martial art is, the faster can one push it to the max level. Shadowless Kick is the fastest martial art among all low-tier martial arts. It's only natural then that I can push it to max level quickly. Besides, I have a qi cultivation technique at Grandmaster Realm with me. I don't need to care about wasting my qi, so I can save up on time to meditate."

He stopped talking for a moment and heard Little North furiously swallowing on nothing. He ignored him and added, "The situation for Stormy Shadowless Kick is slightly more complicated. I might need a few days to push it to the max level."

"A few days?!"

"Duh! That's a high-tier martial art!"

"What I'm saying it that you can make it reach Grandmaster Realm in just a few days?!" Little North's eyes were wide open. He absolutely could not understand and accept what Happy said.

This was because he had practiced Ten Thousand Poisonous Palms for more than half a month, and right then, he had only made it reach the eighth realm. Even though he had his babies attack most of the time, the more Happy displayed his astonishing efficiency, the more Little North felt that he had wasted his time.

"I am going to ignore you."

Happy waved his hand and turned around decisively to leave Little North's sight.

Little North gritted his teeth and caught up to him. "Wait!"

It was only natural that he would not miss such a good opportunity to learn.

Soon, Happy casually chose a short-tempered zombie, lured it to a slightly wider and more remote area and began to fight against it one-on-one.

The attacks of Stormy Shadowless Kick at the first level were already at the level of Shadowless Kick at max level. Their speed was also equal to Shadowless Kick at max level!

However, the Mystical Realm zombies were unlike the zombies Little North trained. Regardless of their realms, defense, attack, or speed, they were stronger in every aspect. The extra bit of damage would not be able to have any effect on them.

However, this was what Happy wanted!

He attacked with his fists and kicks while dodging the zombie's counterattacks. While he moved around, he continuously dealt effective attacks and absorbed EXP, which slowly increased Stormy Shadowless Kick's level.

With the help of the increase in attack speed for fist techniques provided by Green Jade Shrouded in Heavenly Silks, Happy was soon fully immersed in fighting.

However, this scene which was commonly seen in his previous life became the most magnificent and dazzling performance for Little North, who watched it by the side. The incredibly fearsome zombie became an innocent sandbag before Happy's palms and kicks. It could only watch a blue figure dance around like a butterfly. The shadows of Happy's fists and kicks rained down continuously on the zombie.

Little North found himself speechless. He was soon completely absorbed by how freely Happy could execute Stormy Shadowless Kick and how good was his judgment whether to attack or retreat while he fought against the zombie.

He stood there for more than two hours!

"... Gosh, I'm tired."

Little North rubbed his slightly stiff neck laboriously and jumped in the spot for a little while.

Not far from him was Happy. He continued to fight against the zombie tirelessly. The puppet had only managed to strike him less than ten times since the start.

"Big Brother Happy, why don't you rest for a while?" Little North shouted. His voice spread through the desolate mass grave, but he did not receive any response.

"... Alright."

Little North shut his mouth gloomily.

Another two hours passed, and Little North found himself unable to say anything.

He looked at the time and opened his mouth with the intention to give a reminder to the person who was practicing his martial arts, but in the end, he gave up and logged off to eat while feeling gloomy.

It was at that moment that he finally understood how insanely powerful martial artists were born!