The Supreme God of Martial Arts

After more than ten days of hard work, Austin had mastered an important part of martial arts after leaving the Ghost Valley. Now, he could leap as far as 100 meters in an instant, so people would just see a blur when he moved.

However, although Austin had made such an incredible achievement, he didn't know what to do next to progress. He knew that a warrior should try to improve step by step instead of being anxious to achieve quick success while practicing martial arts, so he stopped trying to further his progress and relaxed a little.

"Where am 1?" Now that he finally stopped practicing, he realized that he was in unfamiliar surroundings. After more than ten days of running, all he knew about this place was that it was far away from Ghost Valley.

He knew he was getting closer to imperial capital city, but he had no idea how much longer he had to travel.

Just then, Austin heard a sound coming from behind and turned around.

A few moments later, a troop of luxurious carriages came into view.

With curious eyes, he stepped back to the side of the road to let the carriages pass.

There were over ten carriages in total and surrounding each carriage were several strong warriors equipped with swords. The warriors were all riding on horses and it was obvious that they were responsible for the safety of the people in the carriages. Sand and dust flew as they rushed forward.

When the warriors noticed Austin, they looked at him carefully, but Austin didn't give any response. He just stood still with a calm expression on his face.

As expected, the warriors didn't figure out who Austin was or how powerful he was.

Ever since Austin learned how to change aura from Violet, he hid his real cultivation base of vital energy most of the time because he knew the importance of caution when living in the real world. He didn't want to let anyone know his real power easily.

The middle-aged warrior riding right at the front shouted, "Hey, poor beggar, stand aside! Don't get in the way!" Austin frowned and took another few steps back. After all, he didn't want to make trouble. And he definitely didn't want to get dust on his face.

He actually wanted to stop them to ask them where they were going, but he gave up the idea after seeing how cautious the warriors were being. He didn't want to stir up any misunderstandings by asking an insignificant question.

As Austin watched the dozens of carriages pass by, he found that the ruts of several carriages were especially deep and clear, which indicated that there must be something valuable carried in them.

When one of the carriages in the middle was passing him, Austin smelled a light fragrance and found two pairs of beautiful eyes staring at him. He could see two beautiful girls sitting behind the curtain in the carriage and looking him up and down.

"Wow, elder sister, look! There is a beggar on the roadside. Look how poor he is!" one of the girls said in a low voice, However, Austin could hear her words with his powerful spiritual sense.

‘Beggar? Where is the beggar? I'm the only one standing on the roadside! There's no one else standing here!" Austin quickly looked down at himself and was shocked to find that he was in dirty worn clothes covered with dust. No wonder the girl thought that he was a beggar! He looked really poor right now.

For the last ten days or so, Austin had been absorbed in practicing his Wind-commanding Skill and hadn't had the time or energy to keep himself clean and tidy. He had practiced day and night and been busy running, so it was no wonder that he looked very grimy.

Fortunately, Austin didn't care much about what people thought of him, so he smiled when he heard the girl's words.

After all the carriages passed him by, Austin began to walk on the road. He looked in the direction that the troop of carriages was heading in.

Even though he didn't know what lay there, he could infer that there must be some people living in the place ahead because the troop of carriages was probably heading for imperial capital city, so he decided to follow them.

Since he had practiced Wind-commanding Skill for the past few days and improved by leaps and bounds, keeping up with the troop of the carriages was a piece of cake for him.

About an hour later, when it was starting to get dark, Austin found himself walking into a small town. The troop of carriages was a little ahead of him.

Now that he was in a town, he stopped following the troop. He wanted to find a good place to rest.

But first, he wandered around to appreciate the local conditions and customs. Then, he decided to find a restaurant to enjoy a big dinner and take a break.

It was a prosperous and crowded town in which there was a variety of businesses and all kinds of priceless treasures could be bought. Gold, silver, brocade, and silk products could be found everywhere. There was no idle space along the streets and lanes. Various shops of different sizes were standing on both sides lined closely one after the other.

On the outskirts of town, there was a river along which colorful lanterns were lit up in the night sky. On the mist- covered waters, some gifted young men were reciting poems as beautiful young girls paddled the boats. The scene looked like a pleasing picture in the dim light of the night. The air was thick with the scent of rouge and powder used by young women and it filled everyone with joy.

'What a prosperous town this is! People here must be very rich. It's not inferior in any respect to Peace Town, ' Austin thought to himself.

However, the prosperity of the town didn't attract him at all because he had made up his mind to make some achievements in martial arts. For Austin, such prosperity would be special only for a little while. After that, he would get bored with it.

Just then...

"Clatter, clatter..." "If you want to live, get lost. Damn! Are you deaf? Stop blocking my way!" Austin heard the sound of horses approaching. When he turned around to see what was happening, he was astonished.

Dozens of men were riding toward him on horses from the other end of the street. One of the horsemen held up his whip and lashed heavily at an old man who couldn't run to the side of the street fast enough. The old man was knocked onto the street side. No one could tell if he was dead or alive.

These men were from the Blood Wolf Team!