The Supreme God of Martial Arts

By the way, who is your mentor? If there isn't any, you can callyour mentor or master. | wouldn't mind if you addressthat

way. Also, as your dedicated teacher, | can assist you even more.

Here is another piece of information that | won't charge you for. | will teach you how to walk through the Heavy Gas area by

managing your own body strength and vital energy force against it. If you do as | say, your skin will never experience that fate of

cracking again.

Listen well, lad. First, you should rely totally on your body strength as it wears down more slowly than vital energy. Remember to

take your tand move as steadily as possible. This way, you save a lot of vital energy for later use.

Only when your body strength drains that you should release your vital energy, bit by bit, little by little. Or you can perform your

vital energy which is skilled to resist the Heavy Gas. This is how you are going to handle the sensitive gas we were talking about.

If you are wondering about the mechanism behind the tricks, here is my very own perception on it. You see, the Heavy Gas is

energy consuming so if you release your vital energy when you set foot in the area, your vital energy will soon be emptied out

completely. In this case, you will have to rely totally on your body through the rest of the journey which is not ideal. It isn't safe, is

it? Or if your body is not strong enough, then boom, here it goes. Do you understand?

These are all my thoughts and personal experience. Remember, go slowly and steady. And always rely on body strength first to

preserve your vital energy."

The man shared his expertise as if Austin was his cherished student. But with God as his witness, Austin did nothing but

contributed a little flattery to this so-called mentor. His sudden earnest teachings made Austin feel mixed emotions of

overwhelming embarrassment and cautiousness.

'Such a candid and outspoken man. | wonder how he would survive the maliciousness and danger out there, ' thought Austin, quite

amused of this new personality he just met.

At this moment where everything seemed so uncertain, numerous warriors had gathered around this generous middle-aged man to

listen to his stories. They were trying to keep up with his path in the Heavy Gas, listening carefully and taking notes as they

progressed. It was almost like a lecture where people should keep up with the overflowing knowledge presented to them. Maybe

this was how this man survived, by being as passionate and sincere in sharing what he believed to be for everyone.

Upon hearing his advice, a lot of warriors withdrew their vital energy and focused on their body strength instead. Believing they

would survive if they would do what they were told, they were more confident that they could get through the perilous and

mysterious Heavy Gas.

The man's ability to turn a life-and-death competition into a selfless propagation of knowledge was beyond Austin's

comprehension. But since everyone was eager to follow the instructions freely given to them, Austin felt that it was not as

important for him to stay in this newly-formed cult.

Ill thought in human mind was more dangerous than the unusual Heavy Gas.

"Thank you for your selfless advice. I'm glad to have met you.

However, it's tto say goodbye. I'm sorry | can't call you my mentor in spite your help because | refuse to follow your advice to

go slowly," said Austin plainly.

Then in front of the man who displayed shock on his eyes after such a thankless experience, Austin hurried in footsteps.

He released four million pounds of his body strength even if he knew there might be consequences.

Suddenly, his body was like a self-inflating boat from which the pin was yanked. The pressure of the inflated muscles made the

Heavy Gas surrounding him vanish into thin air. His body eventually returned to its normal size in a blink of an eye as the four

million tons of body strength remained. Then, the pressure of Heavy Gas was nowhere to be found or felt.

"I like it when | stretch a bit," said Austin cheerfully as if showing off.

Then he really started to do swarm-up exercises, from a few light punches and body rotations. After rotating his neck, arms,

torso, and finally his legs, Austin took a deep breath and forged into the lead.

Tackling Heavy Gas was like lifting the heaviest of all weights because it was really all about strength. If one's body was truly

strong enough, like the quality steel used to make submarines, then he could take a stroll in Heavy Gas just as how a submarine

would roam among sea water fish swimming as deep as the deepest trench.

Moreover, Austin was the king of body strength.

Heavy Gas was quite a serious problem to the other warriors who weren't as skilled as him, but for Austin, who had as much as

four million pounds of body strength, it was just a piece of cake. That was how strong Austin had becthrough time.

Moments ago, he was just being prudent in front of the mysterious gas. Now, since he had known quite a lot about it, there was no

need to hide his preserved strength any longer.

So he proceeded in sending his farewell as he embarked on his final sprint. Austin had taken everyone by surprise.

Austin displayed his bodily movement skill and sped past the other warriors. As he saw Austin gallop off on his feet, the middle-

aged verbose man who still felt proud he was able to help that many young lads was shocked. He had never met anyone who could

move as confidently fast as that in the Heavy Gas.

Austin surged forward fearlessly and braver than ever before.

The Heavy Gas sparkled when Austin's body touched the air. Every warrior was attracted by the sparks flying off in all directions.

The slow-moving men who could not do anything but watch were all at a loss for words.

The crowd becsilent. The spark sounds stood out in the awkward quietness like a proud general who sang his victorious songs

in front of his defeated enemies.

As soon as Austin took off, his footsteps sounded like music breaking the silence even attracted the attention of thousands of busy

warriors at the periphery.

Suddenly, all eyes were fixed on him.

Nearly all warriors were completely stunned by his agility and strength. It was indeed a big question as to how strong this man's

body was.

Sof the overwhelmed warriors were more experienced and knowledgeable than the others. A portion of them even had been

to their sect's Heavy Gas training room. In spite this edge, none of them were capable of running in such high speed demonstrated

by Austin.

Where did that man cfrom? How did he train? Questions kept coming, one after the other.

"What the hell? Hey buddy, did you see a man running? Am | muddle-headed or bleary-eyed?" A man asked his seat-mate

anxiously.

"There really is a running man. Your eyesight is definitely fine but I'm not quite sure if anything's wrong with your head," answered

the second man harshly.

"Hey! Mind yourself! Do you want a fight?" hollered the first man at its utmost volas he was trying to make sense of what had

happened. But Austin couldn't hear them because he was already deep into the Heavy Gas. A lot of people were convinced that

their vision had blurred when Austin disappeared from view.