บท 962: Blood Spills Across the Land

Seventh was already in the process of fleeing while cradling his wounded arm. 

Once Happy cut off his hand with one slash, his abilities dropped by a large degree. The pain was unbearable, and without any suspense, he was pierced to death with one single sword thrust by Happy. 

"If you have the guts, fight me headon!" Thirteen shouted in anger. 

Right when he said those words, Happy turned his head around and chuckled. "As you wish."

When he finished speaking, he flipped his sword around and put it into his Universe Bag. He turned around and faced Thirteenth with his hands. 

Not only did Happy's actions not cause Thirteenth to put on a delighted expression, his pupils dilated, and he sucked in a sharp breath. His furious expression instantly turned into great solemnity. 

Restrain!

This was restraint that only a handful of high-end players understood.