Rebirth of Martial God

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Deafening explosions resonated at the whole valley as the battle among the participants from the four sects broke out.

Each launched powerful attacks towards the others, which shook the entire valley.

The battle was a race to get the flag. When the competition started, it was a fierce battle between the sects. They employed their best martial skills to hit the others to prevent them from approaching the much-coveted flag.

Boom!

The platform was battered from the attacks of all kinds of vital energy and magic treasures.

An illusion array surrounded the whole platform.

Its function was to prevent the cultivators from spotting the platform through their spiritual sense.

It wasn't a protective array.

Despite the powerful attacks, the flag remained intact. It seemed like it was made of some special material that could withstand the strong offensive impact.

The clash of powerful vital energy forces caused the colorful flag to fly in the sky.

"Swoosh!"

A participant who was at the preliminary stage of Bitter Sea Realm leaped into the air and got the flag.

"Ha-ha. Guys, I got the flag. I'm going back to the grassland, cover for me," he shouted excitedly at his companions.

He was a principal disciple of the Mysterious Sect.

The other participants from the Mysterious Sect were overjoyed. They all rushed towards the man who had taken the flag.

"Humph! No way. You're not going anywhere," screamed a ferocious-looking man who had reached the premium stage of Bitter Sea Realm.

He went after the participant with the flag, and then he made a few gestures with his hands, and a purple vulture suddenly appeared. It flew towards the cultivator with the flag at a shockingly fast speed and knocked him down.

The disciple of the Mysterious Sect was thrown out, and the strong impact caused the flag to slip from his hand.

His body was sprawled on the ground and no one knew whether he was dead or alive.

The flag was now in the hands of the scary cultivator who attacked the disciple from the Mysterious Sect.

"I'm from the Incept Sect. We will not spare anyone who is getting on our way," he announced boastfully as he held the flag in his hands.

His body exuded an immense amount of vital energy.

"Defend Carl!"

The other disciples from the Incept Sect immediately rushed towards their companion who got the flag.

The vital

deal with. Most of their participants took the Vital Energy Boost Pill before the tournament.

That's why their cultivation base is higher than ours. Maybe the Incept Sect is destined to be the winner, ' they thought.

Meanwhile, Carl was heading towards the grassland in a speed of light.

He was protecting the flag with all his might.

Now that his destination was within his reach, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"The victory will be ours. When I come back, I will be surely rewarded handsomely,"

he said triumphantly.

'Victory is in our hands.'

"Don't be too sure. No one knows what will happen next."

At that moment, a mocking voice resounded.

A figure stepped out in front of him and blocked his way.

It was Austin.

Carl was startled at Austin's appearance. He wasn't expecting any other person was heading to the grasslands except for him.

"Shit. It is just a Semi-emperor Realm brat. I was scared to death," Carl said in a relieved tone when he found out that Austin was just at the medium stage of Semi-emperor Realm.

"What the hell are you doing, you brat? Are you crazy? Did you have your head hit somewhere? How dare you get in my way?

You're dead meat!"

he screamed angrily.

In the next second, above Austin's head appeared a palm that was formed by overwhelming vital energy.

Carl did not pay much attention to Austin. There was no reason for him to use his more powerful martial arts skills. His opponent was only at the medium stage of Semi-Emperor Realm after all and therefore posed no threat to him—at least, that was what he thought.