The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Do you really think that you are certainly going to win?"

asked Austin. His tone was filled with biting ridicule as he stared at Ronald, the Song Clan's second younger master.

The young man only had cultivation base at the premium stage of Imperial Realm. But despite that, he was extremely puffed up

with pride and arrogance. It seemed that he often bullied people while solely relying on his powerful connections.

For reasons known to all, the Four Clans and the Five Sects were notorious underworld figures.

They were unmatched in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom.

"What are you talking about?

You goddamned idiot! What high-flown sentiments! Who do you think you are? Doa favor and don't makelaugh!

You are only at the medium stage of Imperial Realm, so don't you ever again speak toin that tone," Ronald shrieked,

completely furious at Austin's guts.

"Lettell you something, moron. | will win and you will lose, that's for sure. Offer no resistance and | might consider let you die

without pain!

And do remember something before they bury you," he continued, a sly smile appearing on his lips.

"Rich and powerful people likehave far more advantages than you could ever imagine. It is dangerous for a nobody like your

sorry self to provoke people likein the big league. Never do it again if you are ever lucky enough to be reincarnated as a

human," he mockingly finished.

Austin couldn't help but marvel at how Ronald was laughably foolish. For him, the guy's ignorance was pitiful. 'He really thinks that

| am the young and fearless one between the two of us, but he couldn't be more wrong, ' he thought as he let out a tiny chuckle.

Well, Ronald was totally wrong about Austin and his capabilities. 'A damned snob this Ronald guy is. | will make him pay a heavy

price.’

"You know what? Never mind," Ronald suddenly said, still not finished with his juvenile rant. "Why am | wasting my ton

someone like you? You makesick, young bastard.

Guards, what are you waiting for? | want this little bastard dead! Go get him!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, as he pointed at

Austin.

With one simple gesture, his servants who doubled as his bodyguards rushed towards Austin. They quickly formed a circle and

surrounded him to make sure that Austin would not be able to flee from the jaws of death.

Among these lackeys were three men worth mentioning, as two of them were at the medium stage of Imperial Realm and one was

at premium stage of Imperial Realm.

Right after the guards formed a barricade around Austin, the man at the medium stage of Master Realm turned pale out of the

blue. He always stood beside Ronald to keep him safe, and this time, it seemed like he had spotted sdanger.

"Just wait a second," he suddenly chimed in, raising his hand. "Letask the young lad something first." He then turned his gaze

to Austin with a serene look on his face. Then, he asked, "Young man, what did you do to Sterling?"

Not far away from where Austin stood, a pile human remains could be seen. It was what the guy at the medium stage of Master

Realm saw. And it astonished him to no end.

"Sterling? What a stupid name," Austin replied, chuckling mockingly. "Well, he asked for death, so | finished him off, if that's what

you are asking," he revealed, now looking uninterested. "What? Do you want to join him?"

And with that, Austin drew out his Lightning Sword. Suddenly, lightning accompanied by claps of thunder split the sky. His unique

skill, the Swift Thunder Swordsmanship, dealt three deadly blows to the enemies, sending sparks flying off in all directions.

Thunder rolled in the distance, and the sword cclose.

The sword-light's speed was twenty five times more than the speed of sound. It cbefore the lightning screen and pounced on

the three guards.

The strike was beyond all their expectations. They didn't even think that Austin would rise in revolt. Poor men naively believed they

could just snap their fingers and get what they wanted from Austin.

By the tthe three men realized that something was wrong, the surprise attack had already landed on them.

But then, as the sword-light was too fast, there was literally no way that these three men would be able to avoid it. Much worse,

however, was that they would not be able to withstand it either.

"Master Ronald! Help us! Please help us!" each of them desperately shouted.

The dying servants were a bunch of rogues. They bullied innocent people into doing and giving them whatever they wanted mainly

by flaunting the nof their powerful master, Ronald. They had committed murder, arson and every other crimaginable.

While they carry a fierce and fearless facade, they were incredibly faint of heart. One moment ago, they were overbearing and

insufferably arrogant, but right now, they were crawling towards their owner, pleading for their lives.

But before their regarded master could even lift his finger to help them, the merciless force of the supersonic sword-light had

already arrived.

After an ear-splitting sound of iron cutting flesh and bones rang out, the world around them becquiet.

The three servants were now all lying on the ground, cut in half. Their disgusting innards were all out of place -- seven

exploded -- and blood flooded the entire place.

A deadly silence befell the place.

Ronald was at a loss for words.

Everyone froze with horror at the gruessight.

Just like that, Austin was able to kill the three warriors at the Imperial Realm. One swoop, three down!

"How dare you! How dare you!" screamed Ronald. "Do you know who | am?! | am from the Song Clan! How dare you! You are so

dead!"

Suddenly, Ronald's voice trembled as if Austin reminded him of something. "Wait a minute. | know what happened! You lied to me!

You must have concealed your strength and your real cultivation base!"

His eyes were as red as blood and his cries were as shrill as ghosts’.

He was starting to believe that Austin was by no means only at the medium stage of Imperial Realm.

There was no way that an Imperial Realm warrior could have done that, so Austin must be a Master Realm capable expert.

"Master Ronald, he killed Sterling!"

The Master Realm warrior who was beside Ronald emphasized repeatedly.

"Lewis, what are you talking about?

Do you mean... do you mean that Sterling is dead now?"

Upon hearing this, Ronald's eyes widened. He turned to the Master Realm warrior, Lewis, in shock. The Master Realm cultivator

Sterling was dead! As he was a notable warrior, it was really hard to accept.

"Yes. Master Ronald, look! Sterling's dead body is over there!"

Lewis and Sterling had worked as a team for years. Their main responsibility was to ensure that Ronald would be safe and that no

one would be able to harm him. Aside from that, the two had also been inseparable friends. Because of that, Lewis knew Sterling

inside and out.

Despite flesh being strewn about and covered in mud, he was able to identify Sterling solely by the fragments of his outfit and the

color of his hair.

"Oh shit!

You bastard, how dare you! You son of a bitch killed Sterling! You really had the audacity to mess with the Song Clan! You are so

dead!" cursed Ronald.

The roar of rage he let out was not only for poor Sterling, but also for his pitiful self.

Throughout his life, people had always made concessions towards him only because he was the second younger master of the

famous Song Clan. He really enjoyed resting on the laurels of the older generations.