The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 9

'He saved my life, didn't he?' Denali thought.

Scanning Austin up and down with her eyes, she realized that he looked so familiar that she really felt that she must have met or seen him somewhere before.

A bit of dirt mixed with the blood on Austin's lower lip, and he raised a hand to wipe it. He couldn't help but feel disappointed when his sneak attack had failed. However, it helped him gauge the difference in strength between himself and his opponent.

There was obviously a huge gap between the second and the ninth level of the Energy Gathering Realm. Thus, he couldn't win over such a high level of power.

It was clear that even though Rafat was seriously injured, he could still beat Austin easily.

The wind blew gently through Austin's dry, matted hair. This was the first time he had fought someone since his recovery.

This current opponent he was facing was at the ninth level of the Energy Gathering Realm. He was much more powerful, and Austin felt greatly pressured.

"Shut up, damned thief!" Austin shouted fearlessly.

The sandy rubble scratched against the ground as Austin stepped forward and continued.

"Who are you and why did you come here? How dare you insult a female disciple of Sun Sect! Do you want to be an enemy of the whole Sun Sect?

Stop and surrender now, otherwise you will regret it!"

Austin sounded righteously aggrieved when he said those words. He also mentioned Sun Sect several times in an attempt to weaken Rafat's fighting spirit.

The use of psychological approach was one of the best tactics in a battle. To make an enemy more afraid meant a better chance of winning. Austin knew something about psychological warfare, so he used it.

"Hey brat, stop mentioning Sun Sect. If the masters or elders of Sun Sect came, then I'd be a little afraid. But you're just a grunt disciple, and I can kill you easily," Rafat spat out with contempt.

His lips curled into a sneer, then his body subtly stood in a battle stance.

Meanwhile, his right hand seemed to raise up slightly as he spoke.

Austin noticed this and quickly took a step backward, then held his breath.

Rafat's eyes widened at Austin's course of action. "Ah, you are a cunning boy. I can't believe you saw through my tricks," he said in shock.

The black smoke that Rafat just attempted to make now was the reason Trent and the other four female grunt disciples had fainted.

Now, he wanted to do it again to Austin so he could kill him. However, Austin had always been aware of the black smoke.

An elusive frown formed on Rafat's lips when he felt a stab of pain from his injuries. Although he had swallowed a healing pill, it didn't seem to be effective.

The wound was still red with blood, and a small amount of it pooled by his feet.

It seemed that he had been hurt quite badly by that secret weapon--so his top priority now was to find a place to heal it.

With that in mind, Rafat didn't think twice.

He took out another pill and swallowed it. "No more nonsense, boy. The matter has nothing to do with you. Why did you have to stick your nose into it? Just die," he said viciously.

Rafat suddenly jumped up and floated in the air right after he finished talking, then he attacked Austin.

"Hey, let's talk first! Remember, you're in Sun Sect so don't be so arrogant. Are you sure you want to anger Sun Sect? We can still talk, maybe there's a chance to fix this," Austin said.

He took a few steps backward and went into a defensive stance.

"Boy, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You just want to buy time and make my injuries worse! Don't even think about it!" Rafat bellowed.

He was furious. Without saying anything more, he suddenly flew to Austin at a great speed.

Austin knew that Rafat had practiced a special kind of body movement skill--his movement was so strangely quick that it was impossible for Austin to dodge his attacks.