The Supreme God of Martial Arts

So, in an effort to compete with him, the young men activated their vital energy.

In a flash, the young men burst out.

At the stime, all the other cultivators also began to move faster as they used all of their strength and energy to chase after

Austin.

But no matter how hard they tried, their physical strength still could not compete with Austin's.

Watching them running after Austin was like seeing thousands of tortoises trying their best to catch up to a running rabbit -- no

matter how hard they tried, they were still bound to fail.

In a blink of an eye, Austin had run ahead of them by about a thousand meters more.

Meanwhile, the other cultivators were gasping for air and dripping with sweat. By now, Austin was so far ahead that the others

could barely see his back.

"Damn it! Damn that little asshole! Is he trying to show off his physical strength?

What an arrogant son of a bitch!"

sof the cultivators exclaimed angrily. On the surface, they seemed to be furious, but deep down, they actually felt extremely

humiliated by Austin.

"Yeah! | bet he is just showing off. What an asshole!

He just wants to distract us with his strength so that we will not be able to focus enough to exert more vital energy and run faster.

He just wants to be the first one to reach the central palace so that he can get all of the treasures.

What a cunning asshole! Fuck him!"

"Sure, his physical strength is a little stronger than ours. So what? That doesn't mean anything! Anything at all!

What matters most are one's vital energy and cultivation base.

That asshole is just playing his dirty tricks here. But the truth is, physical strength means nothing at all.

If it weren't for the pressure of the Heavy Gas, | would definitely be able to kill him in a fight. It won't matter how strong his

physical strength is -- | would still be able to kill him as easily as stomping on an ant."

"Fuck you, you little asshole! You'd better run fast, or I'll make sure to teach you a lesson when | catch up to you!"

The narrow-minded cultivators present talked among themselves. All they could do was to speak ill of Austin in an attempt to hide

their burning jealousy.

By then, even the Astral Realm cultivators were feeling humiliated by Austin.

They could not accept that a young man whose cultivation base had only reached the medium stage of Master Realm was able to

run much faster than them under the pressure of the Heavy Gas.

Despite being the top Astral Realm cultivators, they still could not run even half as fast as Austin under the immense pressure of

the Heavy Gas. Meanwhile, Austin, whose cultivation base and experience were almost nothing compared to theirs, was able to

surpass them without any effort.

They shot a cold, piercing glance at Austin as their chests started to be filled with jealousy as well.

Sof them even vowed to kill Austin the moment they got a chance.

After all, in the PrMartial World, cultivation base was the one that mattered the most.

Strong cultivators did not need any excuse to kill someone whose cultivation base was weaker than theirs. No one would even dare

to comment about it.

As long as your cultivation base was supreme, you could do whatever you like to anyone. More than that, having a strong

cultivation base meant having the right and freedom to do whatever it was your desire.

That was just the way it was in the PrMartial World.

Meanwhile, Austin could barely even feel the pressure of the Heavy Gas as he ran forward, and when he heard what the other

cultivators were saying through his spiritual sense, he found himself smiling with bitterness.

"You hopeless losers! Why don't you just mind your own business?

You are all just wasting your tby talking nonsense! If you truly want to prove yourselves, then run faster and try to catch up to

me.

Being jealous and speaking ill ofwill not help you guys defeat me!"

Austin shouted as he turned his head to face the cultivators behind him.

Austin did not want to merely swallow his anger over the things he had just heard, but since he did not want to waste his time, he

settled with shouting those words at them.

When they heard Austin's words, all of their faces turned even redder with rage.

Even the Astral Realm cultivators found themselves more furious at Austin.

But it did not matter how angry they were -- none of them could do anything to refute Austin's words.

"Damn it! You really think too highly of yourself, you asshole! Just wait and | will make you regret what you just said!"

All of a sudden, a male cultivator cup right behind Austin.

The man who spoke was a handsyoung man whose cultivation base was also at the medium stage of Master Realm. Austin's

words were the final straw for him. He was so full of rage that he could no longer stand being insulted any further.

Bang!

In a split second, the young man burst out with vital energy. As he ran, his white clothes flapped furiously against the wind.

It was obvious that the young man was trying to exert all of his vital energy force to run faster and catch up to Austin.

Whoosh!

Everyone around the young man immediately felt how powerful and aggressive his vital energy was, and as his strong vital energy

force fought against the pressure of the Heavy Gas, lights appeared and enveloped his whole figure and his speed surged up at

once.

With a swoosh, the young man rushed forward with immense momentum.

The other cultivators could see nothing but a shadow flashing by.