The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Austin, are you kidding me?

Does this mean that you're confident that you could pass the test? "

Otis smiled bitterly.

He found it hard to believe that Austin could make it through.

During the ancient times, the three thousand big and small universes recognized him as a well-known marshal in the Heavenly

Court.

Otis' talent was better than many divine gods.

Despite that, he had still been trapped here for more than one million years.

On the other hand, this young man in front of him had just arrived. And yet, he wore confidence and bravado on his sleeve. He was

acting like he could successfully pass the test without trying multiple times.

"Austin, | don't want to burst your bubble here, but | don't think you understand what's going on here.

Passing this test is one of the hardest things ever.

It is absolutely difficult for anyone to defeat himself.

In fact, | even think that it's impossible,"

Magee said, patting Austin on the shoulder to comfort him.

He thought of Austin as merely an arrogant man who claimed preposterous statements; an attention seeker.

"What? Don't you believe me?

What | said is true.

It is indeed impossible for anyone to defeat himself.

Luckily, | don't need to defeat myself.

The man on the wooden bridge is just imitating me.

He is not me,"

Austin replied with a smile.

"Wow, | didn't expect you to be so insightful.

| didn't gain a complete comprehension of this point until | had tried countless times.

But even though you know that, what good does it do?

That man you'll encounter on the bridge will use the sformula and secret martial arts as you do.

Defeating him means defeating yourself.

Austin, although you have understood this point, it's still difficult for you to successfully pass the test anyway,"

Otis said in a pitiful tone, shaking his head.

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"All the things you said are correct, Austin. | didn't realize that until | have tried to pass thousands of times.

However, it is still difficult to defeat him.

He knows all my secret martial arts skills.

And his fighting power is the sas mine.

Moreover, it seems that he would never consenergy and would always be in the peak state of fighting.

| have lost every battle because my energy gets exhausted.

That's why I've been trapped here for over a million years,"

the gentleman in white advised. He shook his head, dejected.

"Otis, there are so many people here. Let's go back first and talk about it later,"

Austin proposed.

Austin decided not to take the test for now because he wanted to share everything he knew about it. He wanted to provide

everyone with information that could be helpful for them to pass the test.

He hoped that everyone could successfully pass the test together.

After all, the three thousand big and small universes were in a mess now.

Therefore, Austin wanted to bring more divine gods back to strengthen the power of the side of gods of light.

"Okay!"

Otis nodded.

Then, they flew back to the palace where Otis lived.

When they arrived at the palace, there was a feast.

"Ha ha, con, have sdrinks!"

Otis invited Austin, his two companions, and all the divine gods living in this palace to have a feast.

The mountain ranges were abundant with natural sources, therefore, their tables were always blessed with heaps of foods and

drinks.

For these divine gods, they didn't actually need to eat.

However, when they were in a good mood, they would take out their delicious wine and drink together. That was a pleasant time.

"Young men, you are all so outstanding. It's your first tto try, yet you did an amazing job!

Con, letpropose a toast to you!"

Magee was very forthright and kept toasting to Austin and the other two.

‘This man is straightforward and interesting, *

Austin thought to himself.

After numerous drinks, Austin and his friends followed Otis back to their room.

"Go on, tellwhat you want to say."

During their merriment, Otis felt like Austin wanted to tell him something. So he pulled him aside and asked Austin directly after

they went back to the room.

"You are free to tellanything,"

he assured. With a wave of his hand, dozens of dark red array flags flew out and surrounded them, isolating them from the outside.

A brilliant array appeared.

Austin immediately felt that the room was completely isolated from the outside world.

"Master Otis, Ingram, and Tyrone, | want to tell you what | have learned from battling during the past two years. I'd like to hear any

opinion you may have, if possible,"

Austin started.

"Ha ha. Don't be so humble, Austin.

We all know how powerful you are. You have great potential.

In fact, it would mean a great deal for us if you tell us what you have learned all those times you took the tests in the past.

That would be generous of you. I'm all ears,"

Otis said with great interest. He didn't feel offended at all that Austin was doing this for them.

"Austin, we are companions. You don't need to be so formal with us. | don't think we are sseniors to you,"

Ingram and Tyrone added. They smiled and patted Austin's shoulder.

"Well, then I'll just get to the point. We all know that although the person on the wooden bridge seems to be the sas us, in

fact, he is not us.

He is just imitating us.

| believe you have already figured this out."

Austin looked at all of them.

"Yes, you are right."

Otis, Ingram, and Tyrone nodded in agreement.

"Here's what I'm thinking. As long as we find a way to make that person unable to copy us, things would be different.

In this way, | asswe will have a better chance of passing the test,"

Austin continued.

"So how can we do that?

He is so familiar with us that | think he can copy everything down to our behaviors.

He can perfectly copy all our formulas and secret martial arts skills, and the effects are the sas ours.

Austin, have you cup with any idea to stop that man from imitating and copying us? If you did, then that would be amazing.

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But it seems to be impossible.

After all, we are in the Fallen Divine Valley now!

That man is a mysterious existence in this place. How can we stop him?"

Otis rambled on. He really wanted to find a way to pass the test so he bombarded Austin with his questions.

Ingram and Tyrone also looked at Austin with expecting eyes. They wanted to know if he had truly found a solution to their

dilemma.

"The man on the wooden bridge can perfectly copy our appearance, aura of the spiritual soul, formulas, secret martial arts skills

and so on.

| assthat maybe the moment we set foot on the wooden bridge, there had been skind of array, a powerful chaotic magic

treasure, or a strange secret method to accurately scan us from outside to inside, and from our bodies to our spiritual souls.

As soon as we set foot on the bridge, a copy of us would materialize.

Then, he would wait on the bridge, and fight us.

However, no matter how similar they are, they are not us essentially.

He is definitely not a mind reader and | don't think he can read our minds.

Therefore, we should not follow the ordinary rules in the battle. We should completely change our previous secret martial arts

skills, and even temporarily create snew skills.

As long as we surprise him with these skills and use new attacking methods, the doppelganger would have no tto replicate our

skills because they're brand new.

What | mean to say is, a few minutes before we fight with the man on the wooden bridge, we change our secret martial arts skills

we used to use, and even make random attacks. That way, our opponent would be unable to imitate us anymore.

If that person can't copy us, then we are not fighting against ourselves.

If we get out of this weird circle, we will have a chance to successfully defeat him and pass the test.

What do you think?"

Austin proposed enthusiastically.

At this point, he explained his theory further and detailed his plans to make it even more convincing.

Hearing Austin's analysis, Otis, Ingram, and Tyrone seemed to have been hit by something so that they were unable to make the

slightest move.

They stood still, minds racing quickly.

"Yes, that makes sense, temporary changes. If we make random attacks without following our usual striking skills, he will not be

able to copy these newly created skills!"

Otis seemed to be taking to himself. He was confused, ecstatic, hesitant, and lost in thought all at the stime.

Ingram and Tyrone also stood still with dull emotions.

"Well, please take stto think it over."

Austin smiled sheepishly. He understood that what he had said was indeed too astonishing to believe. So, he was fine if they

needed stto digest his suggestion.