The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 385

While Austin and Maria chatted away, a young man with a strange jealous look in his eyes made his way towards both of them.

"That is Michael Zhong. He is a strong cultivator yet no one knows much about his real power," Dewey whispered in Austin's ear.

Michael was aged about twenty. A chilly glow emanated from the surface of his body. With a stern look on his face, he carried a cold, indifferent aura with himself.

The closer he came, the strong chill coming out of his body could be felt; it was like countless cold currents had enveloped him.

With Michael approaching nearer, the strong chill overwhelmed Austin instantly.

Austin felt like the winter had set in and he froze at the spot where he stood. A strange freezing chill which could turn water into ice had covered the place.

Austin came to his senses and found that a thin layer of ice started to form on his clothes and hair.

'It looks like he has cultivated a skill which enables him to release this coldness, ' Austin analyzed.

"It's so cold!" Dewey said as his teeth chattered uncontrollably.

Faced with the overwhelming cold, he stepped back.

Noticing that Michael was making a move towards Austin, she arched her brows.

"Michael, you..."

Michael walked across to Maria's side and glared at Austin.

With a dismissive snort, he bellowed at Austin, "Get lost! You're not good enough to stand by Maria's side!"

The next moment, Austin felt the coldness around him increase abundantly. Big snowflakes came out of nowhere and fell on the ground; and the ground of the square turned icy like an ice rink.

Slowly the chill started to spread in all directions.

The young cultivators who were nearby started to panic. To keep warm, they activated their energies which formed warm currents on the surface of their bodies.

Austin stood still, though his body was covered in snow and the ice was up to his knees.

Chilly winds rose from all the directions, and like sharp weapons they pierced Austin's skin.

With his hands behind his back, Michael stood straight giving off that strong chill. The infinite cold kept gushing out of his body, with a noise. The noise was like the waves roaring as they rose and fell on the surface of the sea.

He seemed to be a top cultivator.

"You're nothing but a piece of trash. You're proud of your stupid strength which you think is mighty; and that's what makes you carry this air of attitude. You're ridiculous, you know that? You're just a loser!"

Michael sniffed, leering at Austin.

"Wow! Looks like you think very highly of yourself.

Do you think you can really control me by this little trick?"

Austin finally opened his mouth. His voice was full of contempt and he was annoyed by the behavior of Michael.

"How dare you!"

Michael's face filled with anger. Suddenly, it started to snow heavily and all the snowflakes seemed to be aiming at Austin. At the same time, a cold gust cut through the air like a sword and moved towards Austin.

At this point, faint silver glows of vital energy appeared around Austin, and the hot vital energy swept in all directions.

In a blink of an eye, the coldness and the chill in the air vanished.

The snow started to melt.

It was as if cold winter was replaced with warm spring and then hot summer.

"It's warm!" said Dewey who stood beside Austin all this time.

Ever since Michael activated his skill, Dewey hadn't left Austin's side, though his teeth kept chattering with cold. Rather, he used his vital energy force to protect himself.

As the hot air rushed over his body, he felt quite warm and comfortable.

"You!" Michael faltered as he was startled by Austin's action.

He had initially thought that Austin just had strong body strength. He intended to freeze his target, but to his shock, the lad easily broke his skill which he had been proud of all these years.

"That's amazing! How does this guy possess such hot vital energy? The vital energy he owns is the rival of the cold energy of mine!" Michael muttered to himself in disbelief.

He didn't look down at his opponent anymore. A feeling of anxiety rose in his heart.

Swish! Swish! Swish! ...

A strong sword aura filled the air.