The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Ever since Austin was thrown into this region of medium-grade divine gods and the competition began before he was even ready,

he had been trying to find his friends like Otis and Magee so they could team up and fight side by side. It wasn't an easy job to

locate someone in this vast region he didn't even know, but Austin knew he had to try his best. He just didn't expected that he

would ran into Magee so soon.

At the time, both sides were engaged in the most spectacular yet tragic life and death battle. Every single fighter involved, no

matter what realm they were in, used their most powerful secret skills and took out their life-saving magic treasures. They fought

against each other ferociously and desperately and thus, produced such an indescribable battle in history. Broken and mangled

bodies lay everywhere.

Like in any battle, this one was divided into two teams, seemingly well-matched in strength. Neither of them could defeat the other

completely. It was a fierce battle, with divine blood gushing out from the injured divine gods. It lasted for quite stand

almost all the medium-grade divine gods who participated in the battle were exhausted.

In every direction, heartbreaking screams and curses, as well as furious roars could be heard continuously.

The whole scene made sense. Killing was the most important thing in this competition!

The more people they killed, the more hope they had, that they would be able to get out of the Fallen Divine Valley alive. For this

single reason, everyone fought desperately, giving it all they got.

Meanwhile, Austin hid in the distance and watched the battle unfold, exhilarated just by merely witnessing such a scene.

"Just fight hard. In the end, I'm the one who gains all the advantages, *

Austin thought to himself.

At that time, the people from both sides began to diminish in number as more and more participants got injured or were killed.

Throughout all of this, Austin was not reckless and remained calm.

Even if he rushed out now when those medium-grade divine gods were already on the brink of exhaustion, it would still not be easy

for him to defeat them.

After all, they were all medium-grade divine gods. If any one of them chose to perish together with him, he could very easily bring

Austin down with him. The situation then would be extremely out of control and his life would be nowhere near safe.

Thus, Austin remained in place, patiently waiting.

Of course, his spiritual sense was always paying attention to Magee. If he sensed that Magee was in danger, he would definitely

rush out to save him, without any regard to what might happen to him.

"If you hand over the Chaotic Striding Boots, | can let you go. Then we don't have to fight to this extent!"

a medium-grade divine god suddenly shouted across the battlefield as he paused awhile.

He was the leader of one of the teams.

"Nonsense! We have worked much too hard to find the boots. Why should we give them to you?!

No way! Over my dead body!"

the leader of the other team snorted.

"Well, then | won't stop until you are dead! And that will be today!

Kill them all!"

The fight between the two sides resumed and becmore intense.

Soon, the final moment of life and death approached.

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Bang!

Towards the end of this fierce battle, a seriously injured medium-grade divine god's body was attacked by two fighters from the

opposing team. Unable to take any more attacks, the divine god's body exploded into pieces, his mangled remains scattered on

the ground!

The number of casualties on both sides was increasing.

Because of this, the eyes of both sides were even redder with rage.

This led to more and more casualties. Almost in the blink of an eye, there were only six medium-grade divine gods left! The rest of

the fighters were just dead bodies piled up on top of each other.

One of the survivors was Magee.

However, the remaining six medium-grade divine gods didn't stop. They were still in a killing frenzy, eager to demolish each and

every single member of the enemy.

'Wait!

Wait for the best time!"

Austin still didn't move, waiting patiently.

He was waiting for the final battle between the two sides. This was to be the climax of this fight with the two last remaining

fighters and the best from either side.

After a few moments, two more fighters fell into a lifeless heap.

Only the last four people remained fighting.

Naturally, these four were the strongest of all.

Only in this way could they hold on to the end.

Among the four, Magee was still up.

This was also the reason why Austin hadn't made a move.

Although Magee was badly injured, he was still alive as those injuries were not deadly.

At that point, only the top two fighters from each side remained.

Magee's opponent was a man in a white robe. With a pair of sabers in the opponent's hands, streaks of blade aura that resembled

flood dragons slashed out of him. He was well matched in strength with Magee.

As for the other two, one was a fat monk who was proficient in the omnipotent skill of Buddhism. The golden light all over his body

was terrifyingly blinding, and obviously, his fighting power was enough to strike fear in any opponent.

The other was a tall and thin man, with a silver spear in his hand. His fighting power was distorting the space around him.

Magee was on the sside as the tall and thin man who used the silver spear.

Meanwhile, the man in the white robe who used two sabers was in the sgroup as the fat monk.

"Ha ha... Monk, if you don't hand over the boots now, you will die soon. Is it really that important to you to still hold tight to that

chaotic magic treasure when your life is hanging in the balance?"

The tall and thin man with a silver spear sneered.

The long spear in his hand, like a silver dragon, rolled and gave out a deafening sound. It rapidly dashed towards the fat monk.

"No way! You think you are so good at this, but you're not!

We don't know who will be the winner in the end! So cut the crap!"

the fat monk said angrily.

"That's right. We are now at the end of our ropes. You should stop and retreat if you want to live!

Otherwise, none of you will have a good end to talk about!"

the man in white robe who used two sabers also roared.

"Buddy, how about we retreat for the tbeing?

If we continue to fight like this, it's very likely that both sides will suffer a lot and we all may end up dead,"

Magee advised the tall and thin man.

"Ha ha...

You are wrong.

You three are at the end of your ropes. Not me!

Because | have the magic Soul-healing Elixir. | was lucky enough to find it not too long ago.

| have refined the elixir. Such an amazing magic treasure!

If | take this elixir, | will immediately return to my peak state."

Suddenly, the tall and thin man raised his head and laughed wildly. He knew that he had the upper hand compared to all the other

three survivors.

"Really?

That's great!"

Magee couldn't help but feel surprised. He didn't expect that his teammate would have such a secret trump card.

"Ha ha, | didn't expect that so many people would die like this, fighting for just half a day. As a result, | am the one that gains all

their treasures and points!

| have to admit that my luck has gotten incredibly awesome!"

The tall and thin man burst into laughter, and his eyes were full of passion and excitement.

As he spoke, he quickly took out the magical elixir, popped the lid and poured it into his mouth.

The next moment, in full and vivid view to the naked eye, a strong medicinal power, thick like smoke soaring into the sky, spilled

from his body like a surging waterfall.

The smoky medicinal power kept crawling and spreading to all directions.

A stream of great force was then emitted from his body. The momentum was huge!

Sure enough, in an instant and right in front of everyone's eyes, the tall and thin man's strength returned to his peak state!

"Go to hell!"

The silver spear in the hand of the tall and thin man grew several times in size and as huge as a mountain that rumbled towards

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the fat monk.

The fat monk had been fighting for half a day and was badly injured, not to mention drained and exhausted. He was severely

dehydrated and his eyes were dry from thirst.

How could he fight off the tall and thin man at his peak state?

After a few more moves, a loud explosion spread out like a force field that swept across the area!

The fat monk's body instantly exploded as well, and his soul was quickly destroyed!

The tall and thin man raced towards the monk and took all the treasures that he left.

Of course, all the points of the fat man were automatically transferred to him as well.

Because he had killed the fat monk, he had also obtained one hundred extra points as his reward.

"Go to hell!"

The winner, with a silver spear in his hand, rushed towards the man in white robe wielding two sabers, one on each hand. He was

as aggressive and determined like a tiger coming down the mountain.

Meanwhile, Magee was also fighting fiercely with the man in the white robe.

Then in an instant, the poor man in white was killed by the joint attack of his two opponents! Since the fat man was already dead,

it was expected that the two would join forces to kill off the lone man in the white robe.

In the end, only the tall and thin man and Magee were the last fighters standing, emerging as the winners and survivors of the

most epic fight ever!

The tall and thin man, because he had the Soul-healing Elixir, completely reversed the situation and won the top spot and final

victory.

Above his head, his points had reached more than two thousand points!

Moreover, the much-coveted pair of boots had also fallen into his hands.

"Haha, great! We finally won!"

Magee was also very joyful.

During the battle, he was also able to kill quite a few people and obtained more than one thousand points.

"Yes, | won!

The title of the winner belongs to me!

So many people were beaten to death. | didn't expect this! | am just so lucky! | should actually thank you all for making things so

much easier for me!

Now, all the points and magic treasures are now mine, too!"

The tall and thin man laughed hoarsely, and his face was very ferocious. He now sounded like the demon from the deepest bowels

of dark hell.

"Oh, crap! It looks like Magee is in danger! | thought this was over, but no! He wants to kill Magee and takes his points!"

Austin hid in the distance and saw the killing intent in the tall and thin man's eyes crystal clear. He was shocked that the latter was

going to turn his back on his own comrade.

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Magee questioned and frowned.

Then his blood suddenly ran cold as he turned his gaze towards the tall and thin man. He finally realized that something was fishy

with his teammate.