The Supreme God

Bates was really taken aback, seeing the two grunt disciples had no power to fight back when Austin beat them.

His cultivation base was higher than the two grunt disciples and he was sure that he could also beat them. But it was two on one, and he knew well that he could never beat them as easily as Austin just did.

"Hey losers! Get out of here!" Bates shouted to the two grunt disciples.

After thinking for a moment, Bates thought they'd better leave this place ASAP. He was a cunning and crafty man—a keen strategist adept at sizing up the situation.

"Um, leaving so soon? I don't remember giving you permission," Austin said with a cold look.

"Idiot! You..." Bates retorted angrily.

But he was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"I'm not going to let you go, unless you crawl away," Austin said, staring at Bates with cold eyes. He was tired of the man's insults, all the contempt Bates had for him, and all the times he'd given him the cold shoulder over the years. It all came flooding back into his mind.

"Idiot! I'm not frightened of you," replied Bates.

Although he tried to be bold and straightforward when he said those words, he was unsettled by the cold look on Austin's face. An inexplicable sense of fear loomed in his heart.

"You'd get on the ground now and start crawling. Or do I need to make you? I'll be sure to enjoy that." Austin smiled mirthlessly.

Hands clasped behind his back, he walked towards Bates casually, as if he were just taking a walk in his garden.

Bates had always been arrogant and bossy, haranguing anyone of lesser rank. So Austin treating him this way was unbearable.

In a moment of anger, Bates wasn't afraid of Austin anymore. He yelled angrily, "Don't push your luck! I'll kill you!"

He then jumped up sharply, shaping both of his hands into tiger fists. As he jumped out, a whistling gale suddenly came out of thin air and rushed in Austin's direction.

As he stirred his spiritual power, Bates looked like a vigorous tiger and a pair of tiger fists with prominent bones and joints flew to Austin at breakneck speed.

But the spiritual power hurried to Austin first before the fists hit him.

"Tin! Be careful!" Evan shouted.

He recognized the Tiger Fists, Bates' signature move.

was a set of fist positions inherited from Bates's ancestors. With these moves, Bates once defeated a disciple who was at level four of the Energy Gathering Realm, a

him, Austin threw out a Spiritual Sense Flying Needle at Bates and moved

second. That was exactly the Fish Swimming Pace of the Sun Sect.

before his fists got to Austin. It seemed that there was an iron needle piercing his skull.

his head. He couldn't concentrate

fierce and strong palm coming to his left. He dropped his hands and tried

it was too late. He heard a sharp snap when he felt his bones

shoulder. His muscles were torn apart and the blood splashed his uniform. His bones were shattered, and his left hand hung limply, now useless.

Bates's left hand

asked in disbelief, "You regained your cultivation base! I take it back,

at first. He didn't know that Austin had his powers back. He

to accept the fact that Austin was no longer

he said through gritted teeth, fighting against

able to bully Austin anymore. He was cunning though. He realized his next best option would be to get the hell out of here. He straightened up and held his

going to pay for trying to fight me! Who the

a

you the only way you'll leave is if you crawl

word, Bates suddenly turned around and bolted.

burst into laughter and followed Bates as quickly as a fish in the water.

still extremely fast. He'd gotten more than 100

range, and he immediately threw out another Spiritual

he moved his foot and started the Fish Swimming Pace again. He immediately caught Bates like a quick

of the Spiritual Sense Flying Needle, Bates felt a burst of stabbing pain in his head. His eyes squeezed tight in agony and

Instead of running, he now staggered, like a drunken man.

Without saying a

anguished shriek. His face was pale like a dead man's, sweat beading on his

you going to crawl

an expressionless face.

fingers into the broken

again and he almost fainted from

"Give up yet?"

voice seemed to come from hell.

intense dread after he heard Austin's cold

felt superior to others since he was a child, and he