The Supreme God

Denali had been at the Martial Arts Performing Field for a long time. When she saw Austin, she had walked over to greet him.

"Sign up? Is that necessary?"

Since Evan and Austin had just arrived, they were unclear about the rules.

"Yep. The grunt disciples who want to participate in the promotion test must sign up at the registry desk."

Denali answered.

Enlightened, Austin hurriedly took Evan to the registry desk next to the auditorium to sign up.

As soon as Denali approached Austin, another onlooker shot him a hateful glare.

Matias, accompanied by a dozen grunt disciples, stood across the Martial Arts Performing Field. He glared at Austin.

These days, instead of making trouble for Austin, he had spent most of his time cultivating. Therefore, he was pretty confident that he would be promoted.

After finishing the process of signing up, Austin and Evan walked back to Denali. Just as they were about to sit down, a group of people approached them.

They were Matias and his fellows.

Expressionlessly, Austin cast a slow glance over the grunt disciples beside Matias.

Since Austin had beaten them the last time, they were afraid of him. It was under pressure from Matias that they had come over.

After they saw Austin's cold glare, their hearts began to pound harder. They quickly withdrew their eyes, so as not to look at him directly.

"I heard that a separate competition will be held later to rank the top three disciples in the promotion test. You'd better pray that you won't meet me. Otherwise, I will break your feet without mercy."

Matias threatened.

Evan? It's already autumn, but why are

Evan and spoke. He completely ignored Matias.

are they? I

understand Austin and started to look around.

your brain? Can you try to be a little more humorous? Don't you see a

simple-minded.

"In front of us?"

grunt disciples. A moment later, he finally figured out what Austin

mean Matias and his

who was standing beside them, couldn't help but place

became livid with

level of the

possessed the

paid a hefty sum to secure a pill of the Energy-boosting Elixir. It had helped

he believed that Austin was beneath him

that Denali would bury herself in his arms once she knew that he was more

Martial Arts Performing Field. The

silent, everyone! All the disciples who are about to take part in the promotion test, please gather

Performing Field. The voice belonged to a tall, strong middle-aged man. He was one

remained seated were just here to watch the test. They entered into a fierce discussion as they

challenge the dummies. Whoever can pass a distance of 50-meters in the training field will

middle-aged man

another fierce discussion

of dummies lay north of the Martial Arts