The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Someone moved swiftly like lightning on the mountainous road that led to the imperial capital city.

That person was Austin.

It had been a day since he parted ways with the two young ladies who traveled along the main road.

The young warrior chose to walk down the narrow country road. He and the ladies were headed towards the same destination but were on different paths that did not overlap.

To determine his progress, Austin consulted someone and learned that at that point, he was neither near nor far from the imperial capital city.

If he walked at his regular pace, it would take ten days to reach the imperial capital city.

But the young fighter was not in a hurry to reach the city. Besides, the long journey gave him the opportunity to cultivate his Wind-commanding Skill.

Previously, Austin spent dozens of days solely to understand this skill. Now, he was able to stride forward and reach a distance of 100 meters. In battles, a walking speed at this rate gave Austin a considerable advantage.

still, this walking speed was far below the maximum speed that one could realize by cultivating the Wind- commanding Skill. Deep inside, it was clear to Austin that it was possible for him to reach 200 or even 300 meters with one stride as long as he mastered the last two steps of this skill.

On this mountainous road, nothing but a person galloping like a steed was seen moving. He was walking so fast that it seemed as if he was flying. As Austin practiced, the only things left in his wake were swirls of dust and intermittent shadows.

Many times, some countryside villagers suddenly felt a figure flashing past them while they walked the fields.

That blur of movement often had them thinking there was something wrong with their vision.

But by the time they finished rubbing their eyes to check if they were hallucinating, the vision had already disappeared.

Some of the villagers were frightened by this because they thought a ghost appeared to them during the daytime.

After cultivating the Wind-commanding Skill for three days, Austin discovered that he was able to move a little faster. Now, he could stride forward for 110 meters.

Smiling, Austin thought, 'This is a great opportunity for me to practice the Wind-commanding Skill as | make my way to the imperial capital city.". . . .

But as Austin pondered on his cultivation of the Wind-commanding Skill, he suddenly felt something prickly down his back! It was an uncomfortable sensation.

The feeling was like a sharp blade resting firmly on his back.

Immediately, Austin harnessed his power of spiritual sense to search what caused the sensation. He saw a pair of eyes some 500 meters ahead of him.

The eyes were ice cold and gleamed with a different blade intent.

They looked very astute. And chilly. Tyranny flashed in them. And cruelty was palpable. The owner was bloodthirsty! There stood a young man wrapped in a black cloak.

He stood on the mountainous road in silence, as if he had become part of the surroundings.

His brows furrowed, Austin wondering who it was. "Who is this guy? Hmmm. He seems to have spotted me. Oh, no! | think he's been waiting for me here! Is he a member of the Blood Wolf Team?" he muttered.

He kept trying to guess the man's identity.

"Hmmm. He's really a rare master. | can feel that he is mightier than Harry, whom | met in that village several days ago," Austin mumbled to himself.

But regardless of his realization, Austin wasn't frightened at all. He relied on his strengths and the accumulation of many skills, so the only time he would probably flinch was if he encountered a cultivator who had reached the Mysterious Realm. Also, there were still eight generals inside the corpse-raising bag, which was hung around his waist.

Now it can be told that these corpse generals gave Austin the greatest advantage.

The young warrior believed that even cultivators at the preliminary stage of the Mysterious Real dared not annoy him if he dispatched these eight corpse generals to fight for him at the same time.

So there was no fear in Austin when he saw that man. Instead, he ignored him and continued moving ahead.

A while later, the young guy dressed in black materialized before Austin, and stared at him directly, with eyes that seemed like two rare, precious blades.

They were cold eyes that made everything around them fall silent. In the middle of the vast and empty land, the man drew his knife and wielded it skillfully as Austin approached him. Immediately, the blade aura diffused and then pervaded the surroundings for several meters on its way to Austin.

Shiiing! The blade shimmered with bright light along with the loud howling of the wind that lingered in the air.

There was no actual blade, and only blade light was visible.

For a moment, Austin felt as if he were in a forest, then a mountain, the sea, then a world of blades.

"It's a level six blade intent!" he mumbled joyfully.

As he realized what he witnessed, Austin then understood that the young man in black who stood before him had comprehended the level six blade intent.

In that instance, he felt nothing but streaks of intense blade light as they cut through the skin all over his body unceasingly.

It's a good thing that Austin was now at the third level of the Overlord Body-refining Formula, so he was firmer and stronger. He had also cultivated the Golden Sun Scripture, so the light golden vital energy in his body was overbearing and potent, being mightier than the vital energy refined by normal cultivators.

stifled by the level six blade intent, the dazzling light ball in Austin's elixir field, which was as big as half a watermelon, sensed the imminent threat. Suddenly, there was a humming sound. Then, surges of pure vital energy were being transferred to Austin's limbs and all the rest of his body.

Then, without notice, all energy from the intense blade intent that hovered over Austin was diffused.

At the same time, Austin's level four sword intent was brought into play to aid his counterattack. As soon as he drew this out, the blade intent around his body completely disappeared.

Finally, the level six blade intent no longer overpowered Austin. It meant nothing to the warrior.

"You are Austin!" the young man in black scoffed.

The tone of his voice was very condescending. He sounded like an emperor, who felt it was degrading to speak to a person who was far inferior to he was.