The Supreme God of Martial Arts

The chanting becclearer that everyone suddenly had svague comprehension of the lines.

The runes and ancient words carved on the wall were lifted and began to wander around the hall.

It was as if thousands of fireflies were flying in the sky--very magical.

"This hall is a place where many martial skills are inherited!

God, the chanting represents a kind of martial art heritage."

"Yes, it's said that the Fallen Immortal World was a cracked continent left behind from the ancient times. Most of the martial arts

heritage in the hall were from thousands of years ago,"

smasters exclaimed in astonishment.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes burned with excitement, and even their breathing becheavy.

This was the legacy of martial skills from ancient times!

Everyone knew that martial arts prospered during ancient times and had been passed down from generation to generation.

Warriors of the olden tpossessed a tremendous amount of horrifying skills and power, but they all got lost in the river of

history.

No one had expected that there were martial skills left in the hall. What was more, there was more than one kind.

"It seems that the martial arts legacy would only show at sspecific time.

Now that we have run into such an opportunity, we should take advantage of it and master that craft.

We don't know when these historical accounts will reemerge again.

Everyone calm down, and let's work on these martial skills first.

As for other things, we can deal with them later on.

From now on, no one is allowed to make any noises in the hall.

Let's focus on our meditation and start internalizing these martial arts skills,"

a cultivator uttered, loud enough for everyone to hear.

"You're right. It's more important to focus on these martial art skills.

It's not every day we get to encounter valuable treasures from ancient times.

If we miss this opportunity, we'll surely regret this for the rest of our lives!"

another powerful man also declared.

Then, all the people in the hall were sitting cross-legged and began to meditate.

Nobody knew when these clear chants, runes flying out from the wall, and ancient words would disappear and return to their

original state.

So, it was only right that they seized this opportunity.

Otherwise, if they would not, it would be too late.

Just then, something peculiar appeared at the center of the hall.

Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!

Streaks of bucket-sized circular light fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the hall.

Everyone was caught in surprise, and forcibly glanced at it carefully.

"Look, there are nine cushions!"

Nine cushions materialized on the ground, lined up as they basked in the light column.

Somehow, each of them looked mysterious and yet magical.

The one in the middle was golden, while the other eight were purple.

And they were lined up in a straight line.

"Nine cushions? Does each one contain a martial arts inheritance?!"

one of the strong cultivators murmured.

The rest of them cheered up, and their eyes lit up.

It seemed as if those things were meant to be there to aid them in their meditation.

Everyone had a vague feeling that if they could sit on these nine cushions, they would gain the most remarkable inheritance in

martial arts!

So, in an instant, they all eagerly stared at those cushions, excited to rest their butts on it as they meditate.

The golden cushion especially looked eye-catching.

It certainly was the most precious out of them all.

If anyone could sit on that golden cushion, he or she would harvest more than anyone else would.

Whoosh!

The Holy Son of the Black Inferno Sect suddenly moved and rushed towards the golden cushion in a heartbeat.

"No way!"

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Mysterious Sect snorted coldly and rushed out at the stime.

Almost a dozen strong cultivators simultaneously hurried towards the golden cushion, each of them not letting anyone get ahead.

Those men were the strongest cultivators in the hall, and only them were qualified to compete for the golden cushion.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A clash resounded in the entire hall, signaling that a fight had already broken out.

Each cultivator shot various attacks, causing violent shockwaves of vital energy force to fill the palace.

The immense energy sent the palace on a frenzy, making it quiver as if it was about to capart.

As those masters utilized their martial skills, they frantically hurried to the golden cushion one after another.

However, in such a chaotic situation, no matter how strong a cultivator was, it was actually difficult to sit on the golden cushion.

In fact, no one could even get close to it as the others would immediately attack together.

While the other cultivators were scrambling for the golden cushion, the rest of them have started acting.

They, too, rushed forward and began their own fracas for the eight purple cushions.

Soon enough, the ordinary disciples, who had average power, realized that they were too weak to fight for the cushions. So,

instead, they decided to sit in one corner and started their meditation.

Austin saw Isis rushing towards one of the purple cushions and fighting against other cultivators for it.

He couldn't stand by and do nothing while the others brawl for that position. So, in a blink of an eye, he flashed near the golden

cushion.

His arms were as thick as dragon's body, spiraling while dreadful roars howled against the siren of altercations.

Austin's two arms kept sweeping on the ground. From tto time, he kicked his feet to form a giant foot.

At this moment, Austin's physical strength had reached the extreme. His fists and feet beat endlessly, and on his body rose an

divine fire.

The vital energy force was like a dragon, circling around every part of his body and continuously roaring towards the sky. Austin

looked majestic and grand as if he was the God of war.

Instantly, the other strong cultivators halted in shock, seeing his figure.

They had never expected Austin's physical strength to be so intensely powerful.

"Omnipotent Bodily Skill!

Hmmm, | see.

That the guy started to master the Omnipotent Bodily Skill!"

a slender young man suddenly said in surprise.

"What? Omnipotent Bodily Skill?"

The rest of the strong cultivators turned their gaze at Austin's two arms, their eyes widened and mouths agape.

"Yes, these two arms are transformed from his body, not by his vital energy force.

It is indeed the legendary Omnipotent Bodily Skill!"

another expert echoed as he thoroughly surveyed Austin's arms.

"I can't believe this guy has reached such a high level on body refining!"

Everyone was beyond shocked--in fact, they were flabbergasted. After all, what Austin had showcased was really one of the most

excellent techniques in the martial world.

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