The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Guys, this arrogant brat insulted our sect! We must kill him!" one of the members of the Purple Sword Sect shouted.

"Move!

Let's fight him to the death!" There canother shout.

They all sprang into action, shouting valiantly as they charged at Austin.

"Let's go!

We must defend the dignity of our sect!"

"We must kill this brat no matter what!"

"Let's fight for our sect!"

The people of the Purple Sword Sect were filled with pride and loyalty for their sect, so when it cto protecting their sect, they

would do it without any reserves.

They would even die to defend the authority and reputation of their sect.

Moreover, if the leader and the superior elder of the Purple Sword Sect couldn't defeat a young man with an army of elites,

their sect would beca laughingstock in the Sword Cosmos, and their reputation would be perpetually ruined.

There would be no coming back from such a humiliating defeat. It was better to fight to the death now than survive and be laughed

at by the rest of the cosmos.

Therefore, every member of the Purple Sword Sect charged with full determination.

The fact that they were fighting for something bigger than them, such as the honor of their sect, helped them muster up their

courage and stare death in the face.

Hearing their battle cries, paired with the overwhelming sword aura and sword intent in the air, Austin smiled and nodded

approvingly with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Very good.

This is exactly what | want."

The five truths of swordsmanship as well as the world of swordsmanship in his body had begun to absorb the sword aura and the

sword intent that were all around him.

Austin could sense that he was having a good harvest, and the fight had only just begun. The longer they stretched this out, the

more it would benefit him.

He could clearly feel the world of swordsmanship in his body becoming more and more tangible, taking on a clear form.

However, the smile on his face only served to anger his opponents even more.

"You're dead meat. Let's see who will have the last laugh,"

Winslow snarled at him before waving his hand, causing eighty-one sword lights to appear.

All these thick beams of sword light shot out at Austin in unison.

As they moved, the space around them exploded like tiles.

"Go to hell, brat!"

Elder Reggie shouted as he charged at Austin from another direction.

As he moved, he stretched out his hand,

releasing a black sword light from his palm.

This sword light carried such enormous destructive power that the space within millions of miles around it began to collapse just

because of its presence.

And even then, the expression on Austin's face didn't change.

Winslow's attack landed on Austin's body first,

followed a moment later by Elder Reggie's.

With an ear-shattering sound,

Austin's body exploded,

splattering blood and broken limbs in all directions.

A small part of his body even turned into bloody dust, swirling around the space where it had been.

The members of the Purple Sword Sect held their breath as they stared at his body parts, wondering if Austin had really been

defeated once and for all.

After all, it seemed as though the destructive sword aura and sword intent had eroded his entire body, leaving nothing untouched.

But before they could even feel a sense of relief,

Austin appeared again at the sspot, looking unharmed.

The truth was,

he was only slightly injured.

Of course,

the main reason why he could withstand such powerful attacks from two semi-governing gods was because they were both

swordsmen.

Just the fact that they practiced swordsmanship put them at a disadvantage against someone like Austin, who, with his five truths

of swordsmanship and the world of swordsmanship, was not afraid of sword aura and sword intent at all.

Unfortunately, Winslow and Elder Reggie had no idea about this.

As sword cultivators, they were used to using their sword aura and sword intent to attack the enemy.

In fact, their most powerful moves all involved sword aura and sword intent.

But because of this, they were barely able to wound Austin,

let alone cause him major harm.

In fact, in a fight with any other semi-governing god who cultivated something other than sword skills, Austin would have at least

defended himself.

But now, fighting against Winslow and Elder Reggie, he didn't see the need to. After all, they could only wound him physically, and

physical injuries were too small for him to care about.

"Try again,"

Austin said calmly as he motioned for the two semi-governing gods to continue their attack.

"Damn it!

We'll kill you!" Winslow and Elder Reggie shouted, trembling with anger.

Then, with a great roar, they charged at Austin again.

In this manner, the leader and the superior elder of the Purple Sword Sect kept launching attacks on Austin with their army.

Under the bombardment of their attacks, Austin was completely engulfed by the dazzling sword radiance unleashed by the

swordsmen.

It was impossible to see him clearly.

One couldn't even perceive him with the aid of their spiritual sense

since the space where Austin stood had been completely destroyed by the sword light.

There was no energy, law, space, or anything else. It was as if he was floating in an abstract void.

Therefore, the members of the Lin Clan could do nothing but watch the fight restlessly from a distance, not knowing what was

happening.

"Sir, will Mr. Lin be all right?" one of the core seniors of the Lin Clan asked Garth secretly.

"Don't worry. As we know, Mr. Lin has always been calm and confident. | think he'll be fine," Garth replied. A moment later, Maple

walked up to him and asked him the squestion.

"Dad...

Will he be okay?"

However, it was evident from her tone and the undisguised affection on her face that her worries were different from the worries of

the core senior.

Sensing this, Garth immediately turned to his daughter with a smile.

"Huh?

It seems you're worried about Mr. Lin.

Well, it's a good thing!

Keep up your friendship with him.

He is an excellent young man."

Realizing that her father had guessed what was on her mind,

Maple blushed.

Then, suddenly remembering her biggest qualm, she asked,

"Father, his surnis Lin, too.

Even if | have feelings for him, | don't know if us sharing the sfamily nwill be a problem..."

Maple trailed off uncertainly, her face turning as red as an apple.

She had finally shared her biggest secret with her father—

she fancied Austin.

However, she had always been uncomfortable about the fact that they shared the sfamily name. What if it turned out to be a

problem later?

"Don't worry about that.

As long as you are not related by blood, it doesn't matter if you have the ssurname.

In fact, I've seen a lot of couples who share the ssurname.

I know all the members of our clan,

and | am a hundred percent sure that Mr. Lin is not related to us.

So, Maple, just follow your heart and spend more twith him," Garth advised.

It was evident from his words and his tone that Austin had his approval.

Upon hearing these words, every concern that had troubled Maple was gone. She raised her head and looked for Austin in the

battlefield.

The fierce battle lasted for almost four hours,

during which Austin had taken billions of hits.

His body had been slashed into pieces dozens of times.

And each the reappeared with his full form,

there were tons of deep holes on his body, and blood gushed out from them.

This was an advantage that Austin had—

no matter how seriously he was injured, he would be able to recover.

Now that four hours had passed, the army was beginning to get tired, and everyone was starting to lose their morale.

Elder Reggie turned to Winslow with a disheartened look on his face.

"Sir, it seems like that we can't kill this brat.

Let's retreat first.

If we stay here any longer, it'll just be a waste of time.

We must leave now and report this to the Long Sword Sect."

"You have a good point.

Ask our men to retreat now!"

Winslow nodded in agreement. He, too, had finally decided to give up.

"Enough!

Everyone, retreat now!"

Elder Reggie roared.

But before the army could fully digest the order from their superior elder, Austin's voice rang out.

"Ha-ha! You're quitting now? Do you really think you can get away so easily?

It's my turn to strike back,"

he said with a hearty laugh.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Austin had gained a lot in this battle.

After absorbing a massive amount of sword aura and sword intent, the world of swordsmanship in his body had almost

materialized.

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