The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 923

So, in an effort to compete with him, the young men activated their vital energy.

In a flash, the young men burst out.

At the same time, all the other cultivators also began to move faster as they used all of their strength and energy to chase after Austin.

But no matter how hard they tried, their physical strength still could not compete with Austin's.

Watching them running after Austin was like seeing thousands of tortoises trying their best to catch up to a running rabbit -- no matter how hard they tried, they were still bound to fail.

In a blink of an eye, Austin had run ahead of them by about a thousand meters more.

Meanwhile, the other cultivators were gasping for air and dripping with sweat. By now, Austin was so far ahead that the others could barely see his back.

"Damn it! Damn that little asshole! Is he trying to show off his physical strength?

What an arrogant son of a bitch!"

some of the cultivators exclaimed angrily. On the surface, they seemed to be furious, but deep down, they actually felt extremely humiliated by Austin.

"Yeah! I bet he is just showing off. What an asshole!

He just wants to distract us with his strength so that we will not be able to focus enough to exert more vital energy and run faster. He just wants to be the first one to reach the central palace so that he can get all of the treasures.

What a cunning asshole! Fuck him!"

"Sure, his physical strength is a little stronger than ours. So what? That doesn't mean anything! Anything at all!

What matters most are one's vital energy and cultivation base.

That asshole is just playing his dirty tricks here. But the truth is, physical strength means nothing at all.

If it weren't for the pressure of the Heavy Gas, I would definitely be able to kill him in a fight. It won't matter how strong his physical strength is -- I would still be able to kill him as easily as stomping on an ant."

"Fuck you, you little asshole! You'd better run fast, or I'll make sure to teach you a lesson when I catch up to you!"

The narrow-minded cultivators present talked among themselves. All they could do was to speak ill of Austin in an attempt to hide their burning jealousy.

By then, even the Astral Realm cultivators were feeling humiliated by Austin.

They could not accept that a young man whose cultivation base had only reached the medium stage of Master Realm was able to run much faster than them under the pressure of the Heavy Gas.

Despite being the top Astral Realm cultivators, they still could not run even half as fast as Austin under the immense pressure of the Heavy Gas. Meanwhile, Austin, whose cultivation base and experience were almost nothing compared to theirs, was able to surpass them without any effort.

They shot a cold, piercing glance at Austin as their chests started to be filled with jealousy as well.