The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 408

"I had least expected Owen to be so smart that he now has the ability to combine two kinds of elixirs and put them into a martial arts skill to help strengthen his power as well as the force with which he attacks. This fellow has always been so quiet and wordless. Guess he has been quietly but consistently working on his skills! Who would have thought that he would give us such a surprise today?" an old man with grey hair cried joyfully.

The old man was so pleased by Owen's magical performance that his face routinely contorted from his incessant laughing. His excitement was palpable. The old man, with his soft and delicate skin, seemed to be an accomplished pill refiner. Streams of purple mists floated outwards from him, the fragrance that surely smelled like one from an elixir spread itself diligently in the atmosphere.

Hearing the old man's appreciation of Owen, Emperor Arthur nodded his head in consent. "You are right. This young man is really an excellent fighter. Did he come from the Gongsun Clan? I am quite impressed by his performance. It looks like our Violet Orchid Empire has been constantly cultivating quite a few talented fighters in recent years," the emperor complimented.

He then began contemplating, trying hard to make sense of something. "But, you know what? I have been wondering about something that has been running in my mind constantly. In the Outstanding Talents Exchange Games this year, I can see that you top five sects have dispatched a number of excellent disciples to participate, and their strengths are indeed very impressive.

However, contrary to what I have anticipated, the sects other than these top five also have some prominent disciples. I have hardly heard the names of the disciples who've come from the smaller sects. Yet, their capabilities are on par with the disciples from the well-established sects.

It intrigues me to think of how these small sects were able to train such proficient fighters given they have a limited amount of cultivation resources. The fact that these disciples also stick to their small sects is a worthy observation. Maybe, if you train with a smaller sect, there is an implicit pressure to train harder given that you will be fighting against a sect with much more resources and you don't want to get bogged down. All that matters is the disciples' cultivation. You can't afford to lag behind there.

No matter how big a sect, it is the disciples who make the sect what it is. The sect has its prestige because it nurtures talented disciples. Ignore the disciples and the sect will turn into a barren desert soon enough," the emperor observed.

The Sect Leaders of the top five sects flushed in embarrassment at what the emperor said. As a matter of fact, they had already noticed this situation. They were merely pretending to ignore the situation. Their constantly haunting vanity did not make it easy for them to confess to their hearts. They could see that among all the talented disciples currently still in the game, more than half of them came from other smaller sects. And quite impressively, they were all strong enough to stand up against their disciples in the fight. Being nominated as the representatives of the top five sects, the scenario was indeed a humiliation for them.

Now that the emperor had put forward his question, the Sect Leaders felt guilty at the quality of the disciple's training that existed in their sects. They were pathetic, at best. All of them bowed their heads down, not offering an explanation. The emperor's stinging words were enough to bring them back to their senses. They resolved to themselves that it was time to bring their sects back to their old glory and enlist as many talented people as they could and turn them into excellent fighters.

At the same time, there was also the danger of the other sects. They were growing too quickly and could easily turn the ranking table upside down. For the top five sects to retain their position, it was important to suppress them and hinder their growth.

Right now, however, they could do nothing except feeling remorseful. In hindsight, they felt that it was their responsibility to investigate how the other sects trained and borrowed from them their strengths. That would have prevented their present state of embarrassment.

Helpless in the face of the strength of the other sects, they remained silent and diverted their attention to the battle ring.

Owen and Austin were still going hard at each other in the battle ring. Owen had already released his Great Vajra Palm, and it headed straight towards Austin.

The Great Vajra Palm's impact was amplified when two kinds of elixirs were added to it. It became astonishingly gigantic and threw a massive shadow over the entire battle ring. It seemed as if untimely nighttime had arrived.

With a resounding thud, the Great Vajra Palm fell hard on Austin.