The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 418

At the moment, Austin felt deep reverence for this proud and reserved young warrior.

Symon could afford to accept what happened to him. The merits of it far outweighed the other defects he might have.

"Good! I promise you. Symon, I will be waiting for you, although I highly doubt you will be able to defeat me," Austin replied.

All wise men appreciated intelligence in others.

Symon looked at Austin in awe. Then at once, he turned around and jumped out of the battle ring, leaving at a confident pace.

All around Austin was deathly silence.

The result came as a surprise to everybody on the sidelines. They couldn't believe what had unfolded before their very eyes. They stared at Symon in disbelief. How could Austin defeat Symon without the slightest of efforts?

It was unimaginable of Symon to give up so easily. Leaving the battle ring was akin to waving the white flag of surrender. Symon, a man of iron, was not popular for admitting defeat.

They wondered if there were other reasons behind it.

Nobody knew exactly what occurred during the progress of the battles, but that didn't stop them from endless and unnecessary fault-findings. The young warriors were fond of the limelight. It was human nature, after all, and not something that ought to be criticized too harshly. But just now, when Symon left the ring, the verbose young men suddenly couldn't find their tongues. It was like somebody had seized them by their throats, letting no air in and no sound out.

However, no matter what these young men thought, the battle between Austin and Symon was over. Austin emerged victorious and Symon was defeated.

This legendary battle was now done and dusted! Austin had proved himself one more time.

Elsewhere, on the other battle rings, things were quite different.

Leo summoned nine fierce gigantic cannon-like Demon Fists. The Nine Demon Fists were enveloped in blood, fighting a three-legged golden crow with all their might. Raging flames emerged from inside the three-legged golden crow and shot into the sky.

"It is burning!" people screamed.

Two warriors fought a pitched battle.

Suddenly, Leo called out to his Nine Demon Fists.

The Nine Demon Fists answered the call of their master at once. They bellowed in a crushing roar of rage and suddenly

thunder rolled in the distance, the rumbling noise fast approaching the crow.

The Nine Demon Fists burst into flames and hit the three-legged golden crow on the head simultaneously. A combined force of as many as nine fists was behind the attack. The enormous power could easily tear mountains and rivers apart.

Sad and shrill wails were torn out of the three-legged golden crow. It keened like ghosts and howled like wolves. Shortly after, the bird fell onto the ground and burst into nothingness.

A tremble ran through the battle ring as the large bird hit the ground, hammering a crater right in the center of it—a result of the explosion and shock waves of the furious vital energy. The battle ring looked to be utterly ruined because of the deep, wide hole.

The three-legged golden crow's explosion affected Garret too. As the battle ring collapsed, he was knocked unconscious underneath. He now hung between life and death.

Undoubtedly, Leo had won this one.

The outcome was no surprise, but the battle had been astonishing. Nobody uttered a word at all.

After a while, the old court eunuch climbed onto the center of the ring, trembling a bit. He announced, "Honorable guests!

I hereby declare the semi-finals of the competition closed! Sometime later, we will be advancing to the finals!"

The crowd burst into abrupt applause.

The eunuch took a deep breath, continuing, "Austin and Leo have reached the finals.

Symon and Garret will compete for the third place!

The competition will begin in an hour.

You are all requested to wait patiently. The finals are the last rounds of the Outstanding Talents Exchange Games.

One of these young warriors will be our champion—to be crowned today!"

The spectators hollered, restless with emotion. The lively atmosphere and warm applause made Austin feel a bit off color. It disturbed him to be witness to the hubbub of voices around him.

For the coming competition, he returned to the contestant lounge area for the hour. Finding a small space of relatively level ground, he brushed the dust off and sat down on it. He then closed his eyes and began to practice the Golden Sun Scripture to find some semblance of inner peace.

He was frustrated when his vital energy hit a plateau. However, after engaging in a fierce battle with Symon, the King of Blade, Austin could sense vital energy running through his body. It was different. It felt so great, so powerful! He believed that his big breakthrough was just around the corner.

As expected, the answer to the plateau issue was to exercise under battle conditions. A life-and-death battle with a close rival like Symon had undertaken its effect. Austin had steeled himself in exercise and cultivated his force and ability, although there was still room for further improvement.