Lord Of Martial Arts

"Despicable? Yes, I know. And I know too that if I let you go, you will come back and hunt me down every day for the rest of my life, won't you?" Darren sneered and eyed his opponent with an intense glare. The way he looked at him sent a clear message that he meant his words.

Earlier, Darren had said that he didn't want to join any forces, and these people said that they would kill him. Now, however, that Darren had a chance to take revenge and kill a couple of them first, he would definitely not let that chance slip through his finger.

"Go to hell!" cursed Ryan loudly.

Having nowhere to go now, Ryan was angry down to his core. He stopped trying to escape at once, but instead gathered all his strength and blasted towards Darren.

With the potency and the strength that he had, Ryan's move was so fierce and blistering that Darren had to use his Air-integrated True Rule.

In a flash, like greased lightning, Darren's figure disappeared from this world, and not even a single and slightest sense of him could be traced.

"Ahhh!"

The blow given off by Ryan missed. Such a waste of power made him grit his teeth in disappointment. As plain as a pikestaff, Ryan was exasperated. Worst was, he could not find any sign of Darren, no matter how hard he tried.

"Damn it, you will die a horrible death when I get my hands on you!" cursed Ryan. It was evident that he was starting to grow crazy, being tormented by the notion that he couldn't see where his enemy was nor feel him at the very least.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Soon enough, to his astonishment, several figures had shot towards him and surrounded him.

"Please, don't kill me!" Threatened by the appearance of people

As for the four men, they thought Darren's words were reasonable. All four of them believed that the idea of Darren getting the Holy Will Pill was a lie made up by Ryan.

"Bastard! You took my Holy Will Pill, and now you won't admit it? How dare you!" Ryan yelled. This time, he was brewing with anger that if only Darren were just within his arms' reach, he could have given him a blow straight in the face.

"Don't be so confident that they will believe you. Where are your proofs? Can you tell me how I snatched the Holy Will Pill from you? Perhaps, you couldn't possibly just give it to me, could you? Do you think you can fool them easily? How childish you are!" In his dire intention to lure the four men, Darren kept talking. The foolishness of words from Darren made Ryan's face turn red. He could not say a word for a long time—he was held speechless and daunted.

By the way it looked, nobody would believe that it was Ryan who gave the Holy Will Pill to Darren. By some twists of fate, had he got the leisure of time to escape, Ryan would not, even in his wildest imagination, give up the Holy Will Pill to anyone.