The Supreme God of Martial Arts

The battle only took a few ticks of the clock before it was over. In Austin's wake were almost 20, 000 creatures whose bodies were

crushed into pulpy blood, flooding the entire surroundings with it!

Blood, flesh and bones were scattered in every direction and as far as the eye could see. The entire place looked so red that even

the sky took on a crimson hue.

"What the hell? What the fuck just happened?!"

"Lange, you cheeky bastard! No wonder you cback with only a few slaves! You really planned this out well, didn't you?

It turns out that you have found a very powerful slave!"

All of the thirteen spirits couldn't hide their shock.

"Ha ha! But Lange, he won't be your slave for long! From now on, your slave is mine!"

Suddenly, one of the spirits laughed wildly and stared at Austin with greedy eyes. Then without warning, he sprang up and rushed

toward Austin.

"Hah! I also want him! Don't be a greedy twat. Let's compete fairly, everyone!"

Unwilling to be left behind, the other twelve spirits moved surround Austin and circled around him with horrifying speed. They each

wanted a piece of Austin.

For every spirit, the amount of slaves and the strength of the slaves he controlled reflected his actual strength, wealth and power.

The thirteen spirits all got greedy when they found that Austin had such amazing power. They were no longer laughing at Lange.

Instead, they all wanted to take Austin as a slave as their own prized possession.

"Puppet Strings!"

The thirteen spirits chanted and executed the secret method of their spiritual race, the Puppet String.

Right on cue and in no time, a multitude of long red lines emitting the strange aura of the spiritual souls rushed out towards

Austin's Soul Sea.

It was apparent that the thirteen spirits were much more powerful than Lange.

Every long red line was terrifying, having a life of its own and exuding an aura of hostility. They hummed with the intent and

capacity to control and destroy. The long red lines, called the Puppet Strings wrapped around Austin's spiritual soul trying to

infiltrate it with their controlling power.

Austin's eyes widened when he felt that his spiritual soul involuntarily weakened, taken over by a sense of submission and he

seemed powerless to resist.

"This human boy is my slave. Ha-ha, | own him now! Get out of my way, all of you!"

"What the hell are you talking about? He is mine. Move over!"

"Fuck you all! Don't pissoff. Clearly this boy now belongs to me!"

The thirteen spirits started arguing and fighting with one another, over who would own and control Austin's spiritual soul. Only one

of them could own him as a slave.

Then there was a loud crackling noise from out of nowhere

The spiritual tree suddenly appeared, and its huge trunk grew in size, overwhelming all the red long lines which started breaking

and snapping one by one. At the stime, a huge amount of refining energy burst out from the spiritual tree to refine all the red

long lines! In no time, the mysteriously powerful puppet strings were reduced to red powder that a slight breeze blew away into

nothingness.

Afterwards, the branches of the tree started growing and rapidly increasing in length. With the branches grew numerous vines that

snaked their way around the branches. To top it all off, tens of thousands of green leaves pointed to the direction of the thirteen

spirits ready to dart at them like sharp arrows.

"Shit! Oh my God! It's a spiritual tree! Where the hell did that cfrom?"

"Damn it! You can keep that foul smelling human boy for yourselves. I'm out of here."

At first, the thirteen spirits were ecstatic when they saw the spiritual tree suddenly appear, but when it becobvious that the

terrible attacks from the spiritual tree were for them and not for Austin, they gave up and began to run away, frightened to death.

"Too late, you sons of bitches!"

Austin roared.

Boom...

The spiritual tree went berserk. It had a large number of leaves and roots all over it, which all charged at the thirteen spirits with

lightning speed, grabbing the helpless, retreating spirits and rendering their escape useless.

"Ha ha, you now know how powerful | am, don't you?

You heartless monsters! You worked together to make my life a living hell that year. And you thought that made you look cool!

Well, it's the payback time. | give you back all the shit that you did to me!"

Seeing this, Lange was overjoyed. He took advantage of the situation and joined the battle immediately. This was his chance to

make the thirteen spirits feel his pain, now that they were in trouble. he started by helping block their escape route.

A moment later, the thirteen spirits were all tied up tightly among the leaves and roots of the spiritual tree. Not only could they not

move, the branches had wound around them so tightly that it was very hard to breathe.

"Master, | will control them all and make them my slaves!"

Lange said to Austin, rubbing his hands with excitement after he had avenged himself.

"Really?"

Austin looked at Lange.

"Master, | am your slave and under your control.

And may | just say that in this case, the slaves under my control, are technically your slaves indirectly.

Besides, master, the more slaves you have, the more advantages you will get.

It is because you can share the spiritual soul energy of every slave. More importantly, you can absorb it and refine it to use as your

spiritual soul energy through the secret method of the Puppet Strings.

From now on, if these slaves cultivate and strengthen their spiritual soul energy, you can also get a share, master.

So the more slaves we can control, the more powerful we will be,"

Lange explained all of this to Austin with excitement in his voice.

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