The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3292

With Elder Sheridan's thunderous roar, the terrifying energy pressure he released as a medium-grade divine god instantly shrouded the whole world.

The sky turned dark and cloudy, and strong winds blew everywhere.

The sand and stones all flew in random directions.

A chill ran down from everyone's spines.

The anger of a medium-grade divine god was indeed terrifying.

Then, a dozen preliminary-grade divine gods stood in line beside Elder Sheridan.

"Well then, the Flying Phoenix Sect will be exterminated today!"

The preliminary-grade divine gods shouted in unison, and emitted a strong force that rushed towards the Flying Phoenix City.

At that moment, the atmosphere froze and became tense.

A ferocious fight would commence in a while.

Everyone knew that once the battle began, the people of the Whirling Sect and the Cyan Sun Sect could definitely destroy the Flying Phoenix Sect in a short period of time.

There was no suspense about the result.

In the Flying Phoenix City, every living creature trembled in fear.

The Whirling Sect was a formidable sect with many powerful cultivators.

They would do anything to get what they wanted.

No one could easily defy them.

The leader of the Flying Phoenix Sect, Fletcher, and the other senior members were furious.

However, they had no choice but to yield.

They knew very well that they were too weak to resist their provocation.

If they went on without a fight, their sect would be wiped out forcibly.

"Fletcher, don't test my patience!

Hold the competition, or have your sect annihilated? Make a choice now!"

Elder Sheridan shouted impatiently.

"Our disciples will only compete with those of the Cyan Sun Sect,"

Fletcher said and gritted his teeth. He clenched his fists in anger, but he didn't dare to take action.

"There is no room for negotiation.

The Cyan Sun Sect has joined us and has become one of our branches.

They have our full support.

Thus, our disciples will take part in the competition.

Fletcher, if you're worried, you can always ask for help.

If other sects or independent cultivators are willing to join you, you can send them to fight against our disciples.

If we lose the competition, we will leave immediately.

But if we win, we will take over the Heavenly Crater Mine.

I don't see why that's unfair.

Well, the competition begins now!"

Elder Sheridan shouted sternly.

The bystanders couldn't help but be disheartened.

The Whirling Sect was obviously well prepared. They had selected among their most highly-trained elite disciples as contenders.

However, at that critical moment, there was no way that the Flying Phoenix Sect could find other sects or independent cultivators to form an alliance.

Moreover, given the strength of the Whirling Sect, no one in the Ancient Mysterious Dragon Kingdom dared to ally with the Flying Phoenix Sect and participate in the competition.

Before the tournament even started, everyone had a hunch about the outcome.

The Flying Phoenix Sect would definitely be defeated.

Then, the Heavenly Crater Mine would fall into the hands of the Whirling Sect.

Elder Sheridan pointed at the sky with one finger.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The giant battle ring that floated in mid-air was fully activated, and gave off a blinding light.

"Who will fight with me?"

A man in blue appeared on the battle ring in a flash. He looked down at the Flying Phoenix City defiantly and shouted harshly.

Fletcher and the disciples of the Flying Phoenix Sect were all enraged.

"Ha-ha! Isn't there anyone in the Flying Phoenix Sect who is brave enough to fight?

I'm really disappointed,"

the man in blue sneered.

"I will fight you!"

Hardly had the man's voice faded away, an angry shout rang out in the entire Flying Phoenix City. A strong looking young man rose into the air and looked at Fletcher.

"Dear sect leader, the people of the Whirling Sect have gone too far. Let me fight them,"

the strong man begged.

"Go ahead."

Fletcher finally nodded and agreed to start the competition.

The Whirling Sect came aggressively. They knew that if Fletcher didn't agree to fight, the whole Flying Phoenix Sect would come to a bad end.

The wealth of the Flying Phoenix Sect would plummet if they lost the Heavenly Crater Mine.

However, if they were annihilated, there would be nothing left.

Therefore, all things considered, Fletcher agreed to the unfair competition.

"My name is..."

the strong man shouted at the man in blue as he rushed into the battle ring.

"I don't care what your name is!

Go to hell!"

Before the strong man could finish his words, a great force began to charge from the man in blue. He stretched out his hand, and a black spear materialized, which released a dark aura and an immense soul energy.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The black spear was thrust continuously, and streaks of black light, like black dragons, pierced through the heaven and earth.

Thousands of black dragons roared and swam in a frenzy on the battle ring, which caused the onlookers to feel distracted and mentally disturbed that their souls collapsed.

"Hmm. It's a combination of spear skill, sound wave, and spiritual soul energy. The three kinds of attacks are invincible and unpredictable. It's very strange."

In front of a big house in the Flying Phoenix City, Austin watched the battle and nodded in astonishment.

Then, the strong man pulled out a long sword. Every time he waved his sword, phoenixes would rush out in an instant.

Both sides were at the medium stage of the Divine Realm, and their cultivation bases were the same.