Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren had been worried about not being able to find someone to test his strength with. These two skeletons were doomed the moment they caught sight of him.

"You don't know what you're doing, brat. You're being terribly rude to the reserves of the Kaiser Army. We're going to tear you to pieces now!" One skeleton began walking towards Darren, his saber firm in his grasp.

"So you're subordinates of King Kaiser, huh? You just said I have the aura of the ninth prince. What does that mean? Answer me honestly, and I'll let you keep your lives, for King Kaiser's sake," Darren said coolly.

"How dare you!"

Both skeleton Defiant Masters were infuriated by his brazenness. This brat knew they worked for King Kaiser and yet he still dared speak to them this way! He had crossed a line and was courting death. They felt killing him one thousand times would still not be enough to vent their anger.

"You don't need to know the details. When we've killed you, we'll be taking your body back for inspection."

Boom! Boom!

They both unleashed their strength and dark god's power began circulating on the surface of their bodies. The god's power swept over, shaking heaven and earth as all light seemed to vanish in an instant.

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g him was like declaring war on Kaiser.

More to it, with his current strength, Darren knew there was no way he'd be able to take on the top king in the battlefield.

"Those words mean nothing. You have the armor in your possession, and that alone means you have willingly surrendered your life," Kaiser's avatar snapped derisively.

Darren then showed the badge of the Dragon Flame Army and announced, "I am a subordinate of King Marlon. I think it would be best if we did not upset the peace over a misunderstanding."

"You think this will save you?" Kaiser's avatar seemed too filled with disdain to care. The so-called nonaggression pact could only restrain the subordinates of the three kings. The avatar was a representation of the real Kaiser; he could kill whoever he felt like.

"Are you insisting that I kill you?" Darren asked, his face a picture of fury as he began activating his god's power.

"How dare you speak to me like that, you arrogant weakling? I'm going to destroy your soul, ripping it to shreds as you scream and cry for mercy!"

Thwack!

Kaiser's avatar launched a palm strike against Darren.

The palm strike was slow, but crushed the space it passed through layer by layer before vanishing.