The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Listening to the middle-aged man in yellow, Austin finally understood that the representative from the Vasteras Holy Land did not plan to recruit him to their sect.

Austin guessed that the two representatives from the Rudimentary Holy Land and the Arcane Holy Land did not have any interest in him either--just like the one from the Vasteras Holy Land.

So, instead of recruiting Austin--the champion of the Martial Arts Tournament--they took the initiative to recruit the young man in black and the strong young man with loose hair, the second and third ranking cultivators of the tournament.

Although Austin had won the championship, the representatives of the three holy lands did not think highly of him. For them, he only won because he relied heavily on external forces. They thought his potential in martial arts was limited.

When Austin finally understood their standpoint, he couldn't help but be filled with anger.

He tightly clenched his fists, and the veins on his hands popped up.

"Hmmm, the representatives of the three holy lands are all ignorant. They do not even intend to recruit you. What a bunch of fools! With your talent in cultivation, you deserve to beca disciple of any sect. These bloody representatives might get their heads nipped in a door." The FlEmperor in Austin's Soul Sea could not help hurling several insults as he understood the situation.

Austin breathed lightly to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Thank you for your guidance.

Now that I am not qualified to join the three holy lands, I will leave," he said calmly.

Now that they did not want to recruit him, he would not beg for it. Over his dead body would he get down on his knees to be part of their holy lands.

He knew it would be good for him to join them, but it was also clear to him that he needed nobody nor any of those holy lands to help with his cultivation.

After all, he improved his cultivation base all by himself; he never got help from any prominent sect.

Thus, Austin believed that while he was in the Divine Continent, he could still rely on his own efforts as long as he had enough tto grow stronger.

Initially, the middle-aged man in yellow thought that Austin would show an expression of grief and sorrow after being rejected. He even expected that the latter would beg him.

After all, being a disciple of the three holy lands was a dream to all young warriors in the East Mainland. It was an opportunity to improve their cultivation faster.

Unexpectedly, he only saw a sudden flash of anger in Austin's eyes before he spoke calmly.

After Austin bid his farewell, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Ah, wait!" the middle-aged man suddenly called, causing Austin to halt on his tracks. "Oh? What else do you want to say?" Austin was surprised as he turned back around to face the middle-aged man.

"Based on what we have seen, you are indeed not qualified to join any of the three holy lands.

However, you are the champion of the Martial Arts Tournament in the Solamnia Kingdom, and because of that, I will give you a chance.

I will let you be a servant of the Vasteras Holy Land, and if you can show promising potential in cultivation, you will have a chance to becour official disciple.

And not only that. You also have to give up the intelligent magic treasure you have acquired in the Black-wind Beast World.

You should know that treasure from the mansion of the Dragon Immortal is priceless. With your current strength, it is perilous to bring it with you as you can die at any time!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man in yellow stared at Austin sharply, releasing a terrible pressure of vital energy force on the latter. Thud! Thud! Thud! The ground suddenly quivered.

Austin lost his balance and staggered back more than a dozen steps.

His face quickly turned pale, and his breathing becheavy.

The smell of threat was very apparent in the middle-aged man's voice.

Austin figured out that this representative of Vasteras Holy Land had intended to seize his intelligent magic treasure.

'No wonder he did not intend to recruitas a disciple of the Vasteras Holy Land. He was after my intelligent magic treasure.' Austin knew that it should be the young man beside the middle-aged man, who had recognized him.

He was the monstrous beast rider vho had chased Austin in the Black-wind Beast World! He knew hat Austin had acquired an ntelligent magic treasure from the nansion of the Dragon Immortal.

'Ironically, this middle-aged man in yellow promised to recruitas a servant of the Vasteras Holy Land only to seize my intelligent magic treasure.

Damn it! He wantsto be a servant and do a lot of grunt work in the Vasteras Holy Land? Hell no!' Austin was fully enraged at that thought. How dare that man to deceive him! He heaved a deep breath again, trying his best to suppress his fury.

The middle-aged man in yellow is Indeniably strong. Since he was at east a master at the Divine Bridge Realm, Austin knew that he better not have any conflict with the ormer. Otherwise, it would not end pwell with him. Content belongs tc ¿w"Sir, I think you have misunderstood me.

I do not have any intelligent magic treasure at all. I appreciate your kindness, but I don't think I am fit to be a servant.

And for that, I will bid my goodbye," replied Austin, who was still concealing his anger.

Then, without letting them respond, he left at high speed.

Austin had got the Omnipotent Pot--the most precious treasure from the East Mainland. Sure, it was priceless. Thus, he would not give it up.

"Well, there is no hurry. Just make it clear before you go," the middle-aged man in yellow said coldly, stretching out his right hand.

Although Austin had left more than one thousand meters away, he was suddenly forced to a halt. He felt as if there was a huge invisible hand dragging him back. Suddenly, he was frightened out of his wits and tried to resist that force with his vital energy force.

However, his efforts were seemed to have no effect at all.

Austin felt that his body was irresistibly pulled back by the invisible hand. In no time, he was again face-to-face with the middle- aged man.

"Austin, this guy is at the premium stage of Divine Bridge Realm. We are in big trouble this time." The FlEmperor in Austin's Soul Sea sounded nervous and anxious.

"Sir, what do you mean? Are you making things hard for me?" asked Austin, whose face was dark and serious, looking at the middle-aged man in yellow.

"Ah?" "What is going on?" Most of the audience, who had not left the competition area yet, were stunned as they witnessed everything.