The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Preparing for the next round of joining the Tiger Mercenary Team, Austin had no idea that danger was approaching.

It was an imposing residence in the Dragon City. Muscular cultivators with serious expressions had been going in and out of the gate.

Over the front door of the residence was a horizontal inscribed board with several characters on it: Veritable Demon Sect Branch in Dragon City.

These words were written vigorously. In ssense, it was almost like the characters had magical powers that could leave anyone amazed with it.

Most warriors in the Dragon City heard much about this place. This was one of the strongholds of Veritable Demon Sect, one of five top sects in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom.

Meanwhile, in the back garden, five men were sitting in the pavilion while discussing.

Each of them was well-built and muscled.

"So the brat we are after is here?" asked the man sitting in the middle loudly.

He looked like a bear with his two-meter tall body fully covered with thick black hair.

"Yes, Steward Dale, he is. One guy who guards the gates of this city is from our sect.

All of our men in different strongholds have already gotten that brat's portrait. I'm sure that the disciples had recognized him the moment he walked into the city," replied the fair man who was sitting next to the big man.

He was in his forties and was wearing an indigo robe, matching his nerdy elegance as he spoke.

This man was the one in charge of the Veritable Demon Sect's branch in Dragon City.

"Do you know where he is?" Dale asked.

"Yes, the brat doesn't want to be discovered. He found a remote residence and rented a room there.

| already sent several disciples to spy on him.

Dale, rest assured that the brat can't get away this time," answered the fair man politely.

"Nice job, Gabe. You didn't disappoint me," Dale praised, nodding with approval.

Then, he laughed out loud and went on, "Now that we've known where he lives, we should take action to catch that brat tonight. I'll interrogate him about why he broke into the headquarters and what he did there.

But before that, I'll make sure that he will taste all the torture methods to make him suffer.

We can use him as an example to warn others not to mess with us." Cruelty was flooding Dale's eyes when he stuck his tongue out and licked his lips. He was a vision of ruthlessness.

"You're the one responsible for the punishments, Dale. I'm sure that he will confess everything to you.

I'll send our men to get him and bring him to you tonight," said Gabe in a flattering tone.

He knew how ferocious Dale could be. His heart even skipped a beat due to fear when he saw Dale's sinister expression.

"Great. I'll leave this to you," agreed Dale.

Gabe left that place immediately. He wasted no tand started working out a plan. He then assigned the task to his trusted subordinates. . ..

Austin returned to the room he was renting that night.

It was to his out-most surprise that a middle-aged servant personally brought him sfood and wine.

The act might have appeared kind but then Austin noticed the cunning look that flashed in the servant's eyes.

‘Seems like this man is planning to getin trouble.

Well, he better not do anything stupid. Otherwise, I'll send him to his Creator in an instant, ' Austin sneered.

The middle-aged servant was at the medium stage of Sky Realm. It would be a piece of cake for Austin to wipe him out.

The servant bid goodnight to Austin after serving the dishes and drinks on the table. He then left Austin alone.

However, Austin didn't touch the dinner that servant served at all. As a Sky Realm cultivator, he could provide the energy that his body needed by simply absorbing spiritual energy and using his vital energy techniques.

A dozen days without food wouldn't harm him a bit.

Half an hour had passed since the servant left his room.

Austin narrowed his eyes as he sensed murderous intents around him.

He released his spiritual sense and saw a dozen of people grouping around his place.

He counted the intruders and ended up with thirteen.

Moments later, the intruders showed up.

"Brat, surrender yourself or you will lose your life!" the leader of the group said.

He was about thirty and had black skin. He looked ugly and fierce.

"What? Surrender? Who the heck are you?" asked Austin as he tried to figure out who sent these guys.

He thought of the Eagle Mercenary Team first. 'l killed one of their freshmen. Are they tracking my location since? Are they here to revenge?’ he wondered.

Glancing at the intruders, he easily spotted the middle-aged servant who served his food earlier. He was standing behind them.

Thus, Austin smirked and thought, 'Looks like that servant leaked my whereabouts, huh." "Are you from the Eagle Mercenary Team?’ Austin asked with a defiant smile.

"Shut up, brat! It's best for you to just surrender." The thirteen men cto Austin at the stime.

"Do you think you can lay a finger on me?" sneered Austin scornfully.

Austin's provocative question pissed off the intruders. "You're being too pesky. I'll teach you a lesson!" One of them stomped on the floor and the ground was pockmarked with a hole.

He then leaped into the air and attacked Austin. He clenched his fist while in the mid-air, ready to punch his target. The air around his fist shook with force.

Seeing how strong the attack was, Austin was instantly alert.

'His punch has at least 60, 000 pounds of full force!" he thought.

And just right then, Austin understood where these people cfrom.

'l got it.

These people are from the Veritable Demon Sect.

But of course, they would never letoff easily after | barged into their Holy Tomb. Thus, they sent these men here." Austin wasn't a coward. Having experienced so many setbacks and bullies, he knew sometimes it was useless to reason with others. The most efficient way to work out problems was to resort to force.

Affected by the environment, he was prone to being ferocious and ruthless.

He snorted and coldly declared, "So what? | don't fear you Veritable Demon Sect. Now that you provoked me, I'll kill you all." The tremendous urge to kill filled Austin's mind. Stamping his feet, he leaped and aimed to punch the other man.

The two powerful fists met! The air began to crack as the two competed using their physical strengths.