The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"I had least expected Owen to be so smart that he now has the ability to combine two kinds of elixirs and put them into a martial arts skill to help strengthen his power as well as the force with which he attacks. This fellow has always been so quiet and wordless. Guess he has been quietly but consistently working on his skills! Who would have thought that he would give us such a surprise today?" an old man with grey hair cried joyfully.

The old man was so pleased by Owen's magical performance that his face routinely contorted from his incessant laughing. His excitement was palpable. The old man, with his soft and delicate skin, seemed to be an accomplished pill refiner. Streams of purple mists floated outwards from him, the fragrance that surely smelled like one from an elixir spread itself diligently in the atmosphere.

Hearing the old man's appreciation of Owen, Emperor Arthur nodded his head in consent. "You are right. This young man is really an excellent fighter. Did he cfrom the Gongsun Clan? | am quite impressed by his performance. It looks like our Violet Orchid Empire has been constantly cultivating quite a few talented fighters in recent years," the emperor complimented.

He then began contemplating, trying hard to make sense of something. "But, you know what? | have been wondering about something that has been running in my mind constantly. In the Outstanding Talents Exchange Games this year, | can see that you top five sects have dispatched a number of excellent disciples to participate, and their strengths are indeed very impressive.

However, contrary to what | have anticipated, the sects other than these top five also have sprominent disciples. | have hardly heard the names of the disciples who've cfrom the smaller sects. Yet, their capabilities are on par with the disciples from the well-established sects.

It intriguesto think of how these small sects were able to train such proficient fighters given they have a limited amount of cultivation resources. The fact that these disciples also stick to their small sects is a worthy observation. Maybe, if you train with a smaller sect, there is an implicit pressure to train harder given that you will be fighting against a sect with much more resources and you don't want to get bogged down. All that matters is the disciples’ cultivation. You can't afford to lag behind there.

No matter how big a sect, it is the disciples who make the sect what it is. The sect has its prestige because it nurtures talented disciples. Ignore the disciples and the sect will turn into a barren desert soon enough," the emperor observed.

The Sect Leaders of the top five sects flushed in embarrassment at what the emperor said. As a matter of fact, they had already noticed this situation. They were merely pretending to ignore the situation. Their constantly haunting vanity did not make it easy for them to confess to their hearts. They could see that among all the talented disciples currently still in the game, more than half of them cfrom other smaller sects. And quite impressively, they were all strong enough to stand up against their disciples in the fight. Being nominated as the representatives of the top five sects, the scenawas indeed a humiliation for them.

Now that the emperor had put forward his question, the Sect Leaders felt guilty at the quality of the disciple's training that existed in their sects. They were pathetic, at best. All of them bowed their heads down, not offering an explanation. The emperor's stinging words were enough to bring them back to their senses. They resolved to themselves that it was tto bring their sects back to their old glory and enlist as many talented people as they could and turn them into excellent fighters.

At the stime, there was also the danger of the other sects. They were growing too quickly and could easily turn the ranking table upside down. For the top five sects to retain their position, it was important to suppress them and hinder their growth.

Right now, however, they could do nothing except feeling remorseful. In hindsight, they felt that it was their responsibility to investigate how the other sects trained and borrowed from them their strengths. That would have prevented their present state of embarrassment.

Helpless in the face of the strength of the other sects, they remained silent and diverted their attention to the battle ring.

Owen and Austin were still going hard at each other in the battle ring. Owen had already released his Great Vajra Palm, and it headed straight towards Austin.

The Great Vajra Palm's impact was amplified when two kinds of elixirs were added to it. It becastonishingly gigantic and threw a massive shadow over the entire battle ring. It seemed as if untimely nightthad arrived.

With a resounding thud, the Great Vajra Palm fell hard on Austin.

Austin did not budge and waited for it to arrive. He was pretty sure that his strong body could withstand the blow of the palm. He was also curious and wanted to know the true power of the palm. Instead of running away, he confronted it with his bare hands.

The Great Vajra Palm was indeed powerful. The hit forced him to retreat a few steps as he regained his footing.

The scorching temperature of the palm burned his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body.

Austin had underestimated the power of the Great Vajra Palm. 'This palm is really formidable. I'm finding it hard to withstand its blow with my bare body strength even though it has reached stage five of the Overlord Body- refining Formula, ' Austin thought to himself.

It is very likely that after the two elixirs that were added to the palm, the strength of the palm had increased to such a great extent that it beccomparable to the strength of the preliminary stage of the Mysterious Realm.

Every step that Austin took backwards, a deep dent appeared in the battle ring floor. The sound of ceramic tiles cracking was heard all around the arena. As people watched the fight, their mouths agape with wonder.

Austin was now on the back foot, as Owen had successfully carried out an attack and suppressed Austin's power.

"You can go to hell now!" Owen shouted.

Owen felt a certain degree of thrill seeing how hard his Great Vajra Palm had hit Austin. To obliterate Austin's existence entirely, he ordered his Great Vajra Palm to hit Austin even harder.

"I don't think you can withstand this forever. Showhow many blows you can sustain, you fool! Here, have a taste of this!" Gathering all his energy in the Great Vajra Palm, he flung it fiercely towards Austin.

This time, the blow was aimed directly at Austin's head.

Hurriedly, Austin lifted his arms and attempted to block the palm from hitting him. The blow hit his hands loudly and it reverberated around the ring.

The force of the palm made Austin stagger backwards. The palm was so terrible in its strength that it reduced the battle ring to dust. The arena began wobbling, as if a deadly earthquake had struck.

Unfortunately, another blow was already on its way.

Austin barely had tto recover from the first attack, and he still had his arms above his head when another strike fell.

This strike was harder, and Austin was thrown away to the edge of the ring. As he fell, a massive crater was formed. However, Austin wasn't injured. Reacting instinctively, he stood up and jumped into the battle ring. As a rule, no player was supposed to step out of the battle ring—otherwise he would be adjudged as a loser.