The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Grandmaster Canelo's eyes were utterly filled with intense killing intent soon as they landed on Austin.

However, he quickly reverted his gaze back after taking a short glance at the latter.

He clearly knew that killing Austin right there and then, in front of such a large crowd, was a wrong idea.

After a while, everyone gathered at the arena at the top of the Dusk Mountain.

An old man slowly rose into the air and stood in mid-air.

"Look, it's Master Kevin!"

a big part of the crowd whispered in awe.

The old man was Master Kevin, a broken immortal.

He was undoubtedly the strongest cultivator in the Immortal End World.

"Everyone, can | have your attention, please? The Protector Competition is about to begin,"

Master Kevin said with a smile.

His voice was so soft and gentle that it made people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze and drinking mellow wine.

"The Protector Competition is of considerable significance to the Immortal End World because it determines the future of this world.

Therefore, | hope that everyone will pay great attention to it.

Especially those cultivators who were qualified to join the competition, you must give your all in the competition to win.

The last man standing by the end of the competition will receive generous awards,"

Master Kevin informed, paying great emphasis on the rewards.

"While there are more than 3, 000 candidates who are qualified to join, we will only choose 44 winners who will be entitled to

protect this world.

That is to say, out of the 3, 000 young participants, only 44 will be designated to a place.

This is the rule of the competition!"

Master Kevin announced.

"The process of the Protector Competition is very simple.

It is divided into two parts.

The first part is the Consecutive Game.

The second part is the competition of cultivation. It will mainly depend on how many grottos the cultivators could develop when

they reach the Heavenly Grotto Realm.

The final score rests on the comprehensive results of the two parts,"

Master Kevin added.

Then, he imposingly waved his hand.

Bang!

The whole arena shook slightly.

Soon, streaks of bright light appeared and radiated in all directions.

After a short while, the light interwove and formed a battle ring, beaming like a sacred jade!

The battle ring was located in the center of the arena, so the luminescence beamed equally in all areas.

It was such an exceptional battle ring, on which the immortal energy was flowing abundantly.

What's more, its space was shrouded with an ancient aura of killing, terrifying even the spectators in their seats.

"Now, the first part of the Protector Competition--the Consecutive Game--will begin.

There is only one rule of the Consecutive Game.

Whoever goes to the battle ring needs to win against a hundred opponents consecutively before taking a rest.

Unless he is defeated by someone else, he must not leave the battle ring.

And if anyone leaves the battle ring during the fight, he will be disqualified from the entire game,"

Master Kevin laughed as he informed them of the rules.

"What? Did | hear Master Kevin correctly?"

all the participants exclaimed in a low voice, surprised at the seemingly bizarre rule.

A hundred consecutive wins?!

Every cultivator who was qualified to the Protector Competition was the elite of the younger generation in the Immortal End World.

All of them were extremely talented and skilled, and no one could compete with them easily.

How could anyone have the ability to win one hundred opponents in a row?

Swho were present were undeniably very disappointed. It was too difficult for them to finish the task!

"Well, let's start the competition now," Master Kevin announced.

After saying that, he moved his body. In a flash, he vanished from mid-air and fell in one of the seats among the spectators.

Meanwhile, everyone's eyes fell on the molted and old battle ring.

On the surface, there seemed to be sblack bloodstains which indicated it had withstood several fierce battles over time

Yet even with its old structure, it looked extremely grand while suspended in the air.

Everyone curiously gazed at the space on the ring, awaiting whoever was brave enough to step on it first.

"Who wants to be the first one?"

Many of them waited, afraid of standing out from the crowd.

"Don't worry. Nobody can take advantage of trickery.

Whoever goes up onto battle ring must win a hundred times consecutively before taking a rest," someone said.

"Yes, you are right. There is no difference whether we stepped in first or last," another man agreed.

Soon, everyone realized this.

"Okay, I'll go first."

A stout young man in green robe leaped onto the battle ring.

"Is there anyone who wants to fight with me?

Hurry up. Don't waste my time.

| wanna get a hundred consecutive wins right away,"

the young man in green robe thundered while standing tall on the ring.

He was very conceited and believed that he could achieve a hundred consecutive wins.

"Bravo!"

"He is bound to achieve one hundred consecutive wins!"

Seeing that someone had leaped onto the battle ring, a group of people in the audience roared and cheered for the young man.

The whole place suddenly went into an uproar!

"Ha-ha! You have to get throughfirst if you want to achieve one hundred consecutive wins!"

shouted a strong young man in a golden robe and holding a long spear.

"Hmm, cut the crap!

Con! Let's fight!"

retorted the young man in a green robe, who was absolutely ready to fight.

"That's just what | want! I'm not afraid of you!"

the young man in golden robe shouted, and stabbed the spear in his hand forward. An explosive sound was blared in the air,

piercing the sky.

He was at the premium stage of Major-perfection Realm with extraordinary strength and brilliant spear skill.

The young man in a green robe opened his mouth and spat out two flames; one was black, and the other was white.

The temperature of the two flames was terribly high, burning the air with a sizzling sound. White smokes rose from where the

spaces they filled.

What was more surprising was that the two flames could continuously change their forms into swords, knives, spears, whips,

spears, and even sferocious beasts!

"It's amazing to have such a kind of fire controlling skill!"

Austin thought to himself.

When he was in the PrMartial World, he had obtained the Fire Formula from the sect leader of the Fire Worshiping Sect. That

book detailed how to control the flames.

However, Austin later found that the skill described in the Fire Formula was not very powerful and could not be of great help to

him.

So, he did not really pay much attention to it.

But now, seeing the young man incredibly exhibit his skill, Austin could not help but feel completely amazed.

The two flames controlled by the young man in green robe were not Unearthly Fire.

He guessed that these flames were from the cultivator's own vital energy.

'If I could learn this method to control the Unearthly Fire on my body, it would be very powerful,

Austin thought to himself.

At this point, a fierce fight was going on in the battle ring.

The two seemed to be well-matched in strength.

Both of them had a group of relatives and friends present to cheer and back them.

For a while, the entire arena was very lively with jeers when suddenly...

Bang!

The young man in golden robe held a spear in his right hand and a massive shield in the left, emitting brilliant lights. They were

dense and able to block the attack of the two flames.

"Die!"

He waved his spear and tried to stab the young man.

Bang!

The two flames of the young man in green robe rushed up and slapped the spear, causing sparks to splash.

They continued to fight fiercely, with neither side wanting to give up.

After over a hundred rounds, the young man in green robe quietly waved his hand, and a beam of light rushed out from his sleeve

before instantly disappearing into the air.

The next moment, at the back of the young man in golden robe, a flflashed and penetrated his body.

Bang!

Half of his body was broken into pieces. But luckily, he hurried to flee with the hope of escaping death. Successfully, he jumped off

the battle ring.

"Next one!"

the young man in green robe shouted proudly as his opponent indirectly claimed defeat.

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