The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Denali had been at the Martial Arts Performing Field for a long time. When she saw Austin, she had walked over to greet him.

"Sign up? Is that necessary?" Since Evan and Austin had just arrived, they were unclear about the rules.

"Yep. The grunt disciples who want to participate in the promotion test must sign up at the registry desk.” Denali answered.

Enlightened, Austin hurriedly took Evan to the registry desk next to the auditorium to sign up.

As soon as Denali approached Austin, another onlooker shot him a hateful glare.

Matias, accompanied by a dozen grunt disciples, stood across the Martial Arts Performing Field. He glared at Austin.

These days, instead of making trouble for Austin, he had spent most of his time cultivating. Therefore, he was pretty confident that he would be promoted.

After finishing the process of signing up, Austin and Evan walked back to Denali. Just as they were about to sit down, a group of people approached them.

They were Matias and his fellows.

Expressionlessly, Austin cast a slow glance over the grunt disciples beside Matias.

Since Austin had beaten them the last time, they were afraid of him. It was under pressure from Matias that they had come over.

After they saw Austin's cold glare, their hearts began to pound harder. They quickly withdrew their eyes, so as not to look at him directly.

"I heard that a separate competition will be held later to rank the top three disciples in the promotion test. You'd better pray that you won't meet me. Otherwise, | will break your feet without mercy.” Matias threatened.

"Don't you feel weird, Evan? It's already autumn, but why are there so many stinky flies around? They are annoying." Austin turned to Evan and spoke. He completely ignored Matias.

"Where are they? | don't see any flies.” Evan didn't understand Austin and started to look around.

"Come on, Evan! What's in your brain? Can you try to be a little more humorous? Don't you see a dozen annoying flies right in front of us?" Evan was too innocent and simple-minded. It was driving Austin crazy.

"In front of us?" Evan scratched his head and looked at Matias and the grunt disciples. A moment later, he finally figured out what Austin meant.

"Tin, | got it. You mean Matias and his fellows are the flies." Denali, who was standing beside them, couldn't help but place her hand on her mouth and giggle.

Matias’ face became livid with anger at the taunt.

"Austin, you're just at level four of the Energy Gathering Realm. You don't have the power to be arrogant in front of me. I've reached the fifth level of the Energy Gathering Realm already. Be ready for death. If you meet me in the competition to rank the top three, | will not be merciful!” The last time Matias and Austin clashed, they possessed the same cultivation base—level four of the Energy Gathering Realm.

Soon after, Matias paid a hefty sum to secure a pill of the Energy-boosting Elixir. It had helped him break through to the level five of the Energy Gathering Realm.

So, he believed that Austin was beneath him now.

He was desperate for a chance to humiliate Austin. He was confident that Denali would bury herself in his arms once she knew that he was more powerful than Austin.

More and more disciples were gathering in the Martial Arts Performing Field. The onlookers even included some curious outer disciples.

"Keep silent, everyone! All the disciples who are about to take part in the promotion test, please gather in the middle of the field!" Aloud voice from the auditorium spread over the Martial Arts Performing Field. The voice belonged to a tall, strong middle-aged man. He was one of the stewards responsible for the test.

Suddenly, hundreds of grunt disciples stepped forward and gathered in the middle of the field. The rest who remained seated were just here to watch the test. They entered into a fierce discussion as they commented on the grunt disciples participating in the test.

"The first phase of the test is to challenge the dummies. Whoever can pass a distance of 50-meters in the training field will qualify.” The middle-aged man announced.

Suddenly, another fierce discussion began.

Most Sun Sect disciples knew that a training field full of dummies lay north of the Martial Arts Performing Field.

It was said that this training field had a track of 1, 000 meters. The farther one traveled along it, the stronger the dummies would be.

On the contrary, the outermost dummies were the weakest.

To test the grunt disciples in the outermost 50 meters, it was neither too easy nor too difficult.

"Everyone, let me finish." The middle-aged man spoke again.

"Whoever passes the distance of 50 meters will pass the test. However, if you think you can keep on going, we encourage you to do that.

As you know, the dummies in the training field are embedded with vital energy crystals. The sect has decided that participants can keep the vital energy crystals from the dummies they defeat if you cross the 50-meter mark." His words aroused another discussion.

Austin was tempted.

It was said that a huge number of vital energy crystals were needed to activate the dummies.

He had hoped to defeat some dummies and earn vital energy crystals, as he was left with less than a thousand vital energy crystals in his Space Ring.

To learn the Raging Dragon Fist, Evan had spent the thousand vital energy crystals that Austin had given him.

Besides, Austin had given Evan another five hundred vital energy crystals to continue his study of the cultivation method.

Austin now felt a little embarrassed because he was running out of money.

It would be good for him to earn some vital energy crystals.

The thought excited Austin.