"Who the hell are you?
And hang on! What possible reason can there be that a Primal Holy Realm trash like you is daring enough to be so rude to Young Master Rogan?
You're just a piece of random trash. So I am telling you for your own sake, you get down on your knees right now and kowtow to him. Instantly!" Alvin barked, pointing at Austin.
By the time his sentence was finished, he had reached Austin in a dash attempting to grab him by the collar.
Vital energy emanated out from his palm, furious and glowing like a glowworm. All of a sudden, countless such strands of such vital energy had surrounded Austin.
It was evident that Alvin was utilizing some mysterious and powerful martial skill.
But this did not seem to scare Austin. In fact, a sneer climbed up on his lips in response.
The next second, he used the Dominant Spiritual Sense Swordsmanship he had picked up in the Sword-treasure House.
All Alvin saw was a beam of misty sword-light that hit his shoulder.
Crack! "Argh!"
Within the blink of an eye, Alvin's right arm was cut off from his body. It flew into the air and landed several feet away, and blood began to gush out from the wound like a river had been released.
He let out successive howls of pain and staggered back.
He was aghast at how quickly this had happened.
However, Austin was even faster than before in his next move. He stretched out a hand and this time, Alvin was grabbed by his collar.
With another flash and beam of sword-light, an abstract blade stabbed right through Alvin's elixir field.
"No! You're a monster!" he roared in pain
A desperate look supplanted the previously shocked expressions on his face.
But Austin was already done; he lifted Alvin with one hand and threw him in the direction of Belle, and he lay there in front of her, completely broken.
"You called me trash, huh? You're just a lacquer and you don't get to bark at me like that!" Austin roared defiantly.
He then began to pat down his hands, as if he had touched something filthy just now.
Austin had defeated Alvin with two blows of the Dominant Spiritual Sense Swordsmanship, and it had all happened so fast that nobody had the slightest idea of what was going on.
"Damn it! You monster! You ruined my elixir field..."
Alvin cried hysterically, as if his arm was nothing compared to this loss.
Once a cultivator's elixir field was destroyed, he would lose his entire cultivation base that he had achieved till then. That wouldn't have been so bad; but the worst part was that he or she would be unable to cultivate again. This was perhaps the most dreadful thing a cultivator could face in his or her lifetime. This was a fate worse than death since it basically left them paralyzed in terms of power.
"How dare you lay a hand on my man?
You two. Go and bring me his head," Rogan bellowed, his face turning livid with fury.
'This guy has got the balls to hurt Alvin in front of me. I think he is trying to embarrass me on purpose, ' he thought to himself furiously. Obviously, such an idea was totally beyond his tolerance.
Upon hearing his order, two middle-aged men who were standing behind him, and were clearly at the premium stage of Holy Realm, darted towards Austin simultaneously.
"You brat, you dare mess with our master. You're a dead man, you hear me? Dead!" one of them declared in a huffy voice.
There was a sinister smile on both of their faces, as if a cat was playing with its prey.
Obviously, they too didn't take Austin seriously. They couldn't be blamed. Even though he had hurt Alvin, Austin was still at the Primal Holy Realm and they had no idea how seriously overpowered he would be.
An enormous amount vital energy was emanating from the two middle-aged men as they dashed towards Austin rapidly. They had planned to crush their enemy with it and turn him into powdered pulp.
Anyone would have been scared at the thought but Austin stood still, looking at his enemies coldly.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Before the two middle-aged men could even reach Austin, two more beams of sword light flashed and hit them directly in the middle of their bodies.
They were caught completely unaware. Austin's swordsmanship was powerful enough to easily take out a Semi-emperor Realm master in a heartbeat, so Holy Realm cultivators, even at the premium stage, did not stand a chance.
Caught off guard, the two middle-aged men couldn't react in time and were unable dodge the incoming blow.
It hit them out of the blue and they froze midway in front of Austin, their eyes widening in utter shock. The attack was so sudden that they couldn't even scream in pain.
Even Belle herself was confused and surprised at the scene in front of her. Why did they stop? It became clear the next moment.
They had been cut in two exactly equal halves by the sword-light.
The broken parts of their bodies fell on the ground and blood was scattered all around.
Perhaps the only one who wasn't stunned at this scene was the queen herself. She knew how powerful Austin was.
Austin had slain two masters in a single move.
"I can't believe it.
How could a loser at the Primal Holy Realm be so strong?"
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