"Okay, that's it! I'll fight him! And if I ever need your help, I will let you know right away. In fact, forget it! I can handle this brat on my own," the good-looking teenager boasted to the other two contestants.
The young man in black and the strong man with his hair down nodded in agreement. One of them walked to Austin's left side while the other walked to his right. Both of them ready to attack Austin at any time.
"Look, they joined hands together to deal with Austin!"
one of the speculators exclaimed at the sight of the scene.
"So smart of them to make that wise decision.
Austin is the weakest one among them.
Now that the three of them are working together, they will effortlessly kick Austin out of the battle ring in no time.
If that happens, they can break into the top three and earn themselves opportunities to become disciples of three holy lands."
"Yeah, I must agree. That's really a brilliant strategy. Once they kick the weakest out of the game, they will be called winners. It doesn't matter who wins the first place since they will still get what they want."
Some of the spectators began to keenly voice out their opinions as if they were commentating on the game.
"Damn it! That's so low!" Belle cursed with anger all over her face, clenching her fists tightly.
She wished she could dash to the battle ring to help Austin.
"Don't worry, Belle. He has a lot of tricks in his sleeves. He can handle all of them," Caroline reassured, fixing her eyes on the battle ring.
However, a trace of worry climbed up on her enchanting face.
Meanwhile, the audience on the eastern platform started discussing.
"I didn't expect these boys to be so naughty and shrew.
Looks like the contestant named Austin Lin will not have the chance to break into the top three,"
a middle-aged man of the Vasteras Holy Land remarked as a smile broke out from his lips.
"I agree with you. These guys actually did an excellent job. Austin could break into the top four because he has learned a profound sword skill and a mysterious spiritual sense martial skills.
He is just at the preliminary stage of Semi-holy Realm. In terms of cultivation base, he is still a weakling.
He defeated his opponents with martial skills instead of his cultivation base, but this can't prove anything. A promising cultivator must not only be powerful in fancy skills but, most importantly, in cultivation.
After all, cultivation base matters the most to a cultivator.
We don't lack occult martial skills.
So I think we should recruit talented cultivators with a high cultivation base.
And apparently, Austin is not good enough," a man voiced out his thoughts.
He was one of the representatives from the Arcane Holy Land.
"You two have a good point. Those three contestants are what we, three holy lands, need,"
the man representing the Rudimentary Holy Land followed with a nod.
The people from the three holy lands apparently didn't think too much of Austin.
If Austin had overheard their conversation, he would have quit the game already.
At the same time, a tense atmosphere enveloped the No. 1 battle ring.
"Brat, don't take this personally. It's just you happen to be the weakest. I bet you would do the same if you were in our shoes," the handsome teenager said with a playful smug on his face.
Suddenly, he balled his hand into a fist, and an overwhelming power covered the entire battle ring.
Dragon shadows immediately materialized around the ring. Their blaring growls cut through the air, sending enormous sound waves in all directions.
"I'll show you the power of my Dragon Growling Fist!" the handsome lad shouted confidently.
As he stamped on the ground, a dragon came out of his body and hovered above his head.
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