Suddenly, the young lad heard an upsetting buzz inside his head. It was like some beetles were roaming around his brain.
The buzz was actually created by the Spiritual Pot that was circling around his spiritual soul and rubbing it from time to time.
The young lad screamed in pain.
He felt like his brain would explode soon. He sensed that his soul was already leaving him. He couldn't stop death from approaching him anymore. All he could do was cry for help again and again. In the end, he lost his balance and slumped on the ground of the battle ring. His eyes were wide open and blood was oozing from his mouth.
"You have two choices now, dude!" shouted Austin. "Die or leave the battle ring on your own feet?"
The young lad heard Austin's cold voice. He was fully aware that Austin was showing him mercy by offering him a chance to live. The Spiritual Pot could have smashed his spiritual soul into pieces if Austin had the intention to kill him.
But the young lad was so weak to stand up or even move so he just laid on the ground motionless. Blood was all over his chest now. His face twisted in pain. His eyes were filled with shame and indignation as he stared at Austin. He wasn't ready to admit defeat. His heart was burning with fire of hostility.
Despite of his loathing, he did his best not to show it on his face. He knew how powerful the Spiritual Pot in his Soul Sea was. He was scared that it might smash his spiritual soul at any minute.
After lying on the ground for quite a while, the young lad somehow regained his energy so he came to his feet and limped out of the battle ring with his head held high. Clearly, he chose the second option that Austin gave him but he still wanted to keep his pride. Although he looked frustrated and lonely under the gaze of everybody, he kept the hatred to his heart.
Murmurs coursed through the audience and gradually grew into loud talks.
Everybody was stunned with what they saw. None of them clearly caught how Austin harmed his opponent because he was just standing at the sideline during the whole event.
All they knew was that Austin used his spiritual sense attacks then the handsome young lad immediately fell to the ground covered in blood.
"Austin has refined such a terrifying spiritual sense skill. That's really unbelievable!" commented one warrior.
"I can't believe it either. To be honest, he is comparatively weak in vital energy. But he has successfully refined his own avatar. And the attacks of his spiritual sense skill can bring fear to anybody's heart. He is actually strong in comprehensive strength. He is a real talent of martial arts!" agreed another warrior.
"I'm afraid I can't agree with you, dude," opposed by a young warrior at the back. "In my opinion, Austin won in an opportunistic way. He is good at taking advantage of the opportunities in the fight. But in reality, he doesn't have the real strength to help him win; talking about vital energy cultivation base, my friends. I don't think he can achieve something in the future."
All the warriors who watched the fight fervently exchanged views about Austin. As expected, the crowd was divided. Some believed that Austin was an excellent warrior while some had completely differently opinions.
The young lad's two companions were still standing inside battle ring No. 1. This time, Austin faced them.
"How about you, guys?" asked Austin.
His voice was full of irony.
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