Lord Of Martial Arts

The Water Kylin cursed Finley for waking him. Annoyed, Finley whacked the Water Kylin on his head and told him what had happened. The Water Kylin's eyes lit up when Finley suggested that they go out and watch the battle.

Crack, crack...

Lightning bolts fell everywhere, and thunder boomed across the world. These were sure signs of the shattering of space.

Barnes didn't flinch as he hovered in the center of the storm. He waited for the right moment, and then, he raised his stick and struck the first fiend ancestor with it. The first fiend ancestor had to fly around to dodge his attacks. It appeared as though space did not influence Barnes' attack, and it was easy for his stick to chase after and hit the fleeing first fiend ancestor.

The first fiend ancestor wasn't able to fend off Barnes' attacks no matter how hard he tried. Finally, Barnes subdued his opponent. He placed one foot on the first fiend ancestor's body and said proudly, "Brat, you were too arrogant in front of me before. Now you know what I am capable of. Kneel and surrender or die! Choose one!"

"Ah, this is not fun."

Finley shook his head.

He had assumed that the first fiend ancestor, who had gathered six body parts, would be able to fight Barnes. Unexpectedly, Barnes was still more powerful.

"What the hell? When did the monkey become so strong?" The Water Kylin's eyes widened with surprise when he felt Barnes' aura.

"He has assimilated the Inner Fiend," Finley explained.

"What? Then he must have become an eight-tribulation holy warrior, right?" The Water Kylin was shocked.

"Of course," Finley replied casually.

"Wow! I envy him." The Water Kylin melodramatically stuck out his tongue. Now, he looked more like a golden pug-dog.

In the broken space, the first fiend ancestor was on the verge of death, but he still would not surrender.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Barnes had expected as much, and so, he decided to beat his opponent to death.

After whipping the first fiend ancestor for an hour, Barnes still didn't want to stop.

The other two forbidden areas were relatively tranquil in the northwest region of the Lothlann Continent.

That changed when a black-robed figure suddenly appeared in the air.

Since his face was hidden under the large hood on the black robe, his identity was unknown.

Once he arrived at the main hall of one of the two forbidden areas, the man in the black robe looked up, as if hesitating. But, a moment later, he stepped forward and headed straight to the forbidden area.

Strangely, the restrictions of the forbidden area did not work on him. And so, he entered the forbidden area without any trouble.

After a few seconds, the forbidden area trembled, and the hall that had stood for millions of years began to c

the Water Kylin, tried to reassure him.

"What do you mean?" questioned the Water Kylin as he turned and looked at Finley.

Suddenly, a cold voice came. "I guess Barnes hasn't exerted eighty percent of his strength yet."

"Master, why have you come out? You haven't recovered yet." When Finley and the Water Kylin turned in the direction of the cold voice, they saw that Darren had emerged from the Ancient Void Battlefield.

"It doesn't matter," Darren said dismissively and waved his hand.

Finley nodded slightly and said, "That's right. The most powerful skill about a tribulation holy warrior is the force of the tribulation. If I'm not wrong, Barnes has only used his physical strength, not the force of the tribulation."

"But, he has been seriously injured!" the Water Kylin muttered.

"Don't forget that both Barnes and the Inner Fiend have Eternal Bodies. Now that they have merged into one, do you know how fast Barnes will recover from his injuries? Be patient. Barnes is not going to lose," Finley explained.

"Well, I hope so," the Water Kylin sighed. A little relief coursed through him when he heard Finley. However, doubt still niggled at his heart.

Darren and the other two stopped talking. They released their spiritual sense into the void to observe the fighting situation.

In the scarlet abyss created by the first fiend ancestor, Barnes instantly repaired the injuries to his body.

This time, he seemed to sink into darkness completely. Even Darren could barely detect Barnes' invisible shadow with his spiritual sense.

"Damn it! It's time to show you the power of an eight-tribulation warrior!"

Barnes' voice pierced the sky. He raised the stick, and it collided with a black vortex that had suddenly appeared before him.

At this moment, Barnes was like a dark demon god with matchless momentum.