The Supreme God of Martial Arts

By their estimation, there were at least one hundred thousand creatures that lived in this town. They gathered and surrounded

Austin and his group, coming from every nook and corner.

Their eyes were fierce and thirsty for blood!

"Ha-ha... How dare you trespass into our town! It looks like you have made an appointment with death. Is that what it is?"

Many creatures let out vile and malicious sounding giggles, their mouths contorting and dripping with frothy, foul smelling

secretions.

"You pathetic creatures have no idea what you are talking about. How dare you low life slaves get in my way? You are the ones who

wish to die for you live meaningless lives in this abhorrent wasteland!"

The member of the spiritual race inside Austin's Soul Sea suddenly appeared in midair, looking down at the hundred thousand or

so creatures surrounding them. It hurled vicious words at them with a spine-chilling roar.

"It's a member of the spiritual race!"

Instantly, the resident creatures of the town changed colors and could not help but scamper away to a safe distance, fearing for

their lives.

In this universe, the spiritual race dominated and lorded over everything.

Over time, all the other races had developed a natural fear of the spiritual race.

Any other creature in the universe would pale in comparison and not even worthy to be in the sbreath as all the members of

the spiritual race, who were considered the most noble of all races.

"Hey!

It's Lange! What a powerful presence!

These are our slaves. How can you give them such an order?"

Suddenly, thirteen grey figures cout from the void. As they appeared, they kept changing their shapes in an intimidating

manner.

Apparently, these thirteen spirits had been hiding in this town, sometimes blending in and walking among the locals.

"Lange, what are you doing back here? You are not welcin this town. If you don't want to die, it is best that you get out of

here, as soon as possible."

"Well? Lange, | remember that you had at least tens of thousands of slaves before. But why are there only a few slaves left now?

It seems that you have been having a hard time! What has happened to you?

Ha ha..."

"That is true. You used to have a multitude of slaves at your every beckon and call, ready to serve you and fulfill your every whim,

but now only a handful remain. Oh, wow! This is so humiliating! How could you be considered a member of our spiritual race?"

The thirteen spirits taunted Lange as soon as they saw the spiritual being show up with only Austin and his friends.

'It seems that my slave from the spiritual race is really not doing well. From the way the other spirits talk to him, it's almost as if

he's an outcast. Poor guy!

Austin chuckled to himself.

Meanwhile, Lange gritted his teeth. He wasn't going to take any more of the abuse hurled at him by the thirteen spirits. The fury

from inside of him erupted like a tornado, surging in all directions.

"Hah! Back then, you ganged up onand bullied me, occupying my cultivation resources. You even almost killed me! Well, this is

your lucky day, or so you'd think!

Because it is the payback time! This is the day that I'll get even with you, you pieces of shit!"

Lange declared with such determination

"Look at you! It turns out that you specially cback to have your revenge on us!

Lange, you are just one crazy motherfucker, aren't you? Are you hallucinating or something?

You brought only a few slaves with you. How in the world do you think you can take revenge on us with what you have right now?

Just look! There's just one of you and there're thirteen of us!"

"Lange, did we make you go insane? Ha-ha... Poor guy."

"He is just a maniac..."

Hearing what Lange said, the thirteen souls laughed more arrogantly. They all looked at him with playful faces and fake

expressions of pity.

"Well ...

Actually, he is right.

Today, he brings us here specifically to take revenge on you.

So all thirteen of you arrogant bastards will have to die. No exceptions. We need all of your blood spilled on the ground today!"

At that moment, Austin revealed himself and spoke in a calm commanding tone with a hint of banter in his voice.

"What?"

Immediately, all of the thirteen spirits looked at Austin with surprise.

"Ha ha...

How can a weak human the size of an ant say such a thing?" they turned to Austin and said. "The tiny human creature is being

funny!"

But in a split second, the thirteen spirits’ eyes becfull of disdain, contempt and arrogance.

They gazed at Austin the way a dragon in the sky would stare at a nonentity on the ground.

"Well, let's not waste any more ton this insignificant fool. Con, kill this delusional slave first!"

one of the spirits turned to the common creatures and made an order.

Immediately, a large group of creatures of different shapes and sizes rushed towards Austin.

Pow!

Austin threw a hard punch to the closest attacker.

Austin's punch was packed with both his physical strength and the essence of the Divine Fist Skill. Its momentum rolled past his

attacker then the sforce burst out into the sky.

The rumbling and clattering sound of the fight echoed for miles outside of the town.

One by one, the bodies of the creatures that cin contact with Austin's fist, exploded and were torn to pieces.

Satisfied with his first try, Austin took a step forward and started going on a killing spree, destroying creatures in large numbers.

Most of the creatures in this town had the sfighting power as genuine immortals, and the most powerful ones were as

powerful as golden immortals.

With his current strength, Austin could kill a large number of genuine immortals with one swing of his fist and in just one second.

He could even easily defeat an ordinary golden immortal in a much shorter time.

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