The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 4152

"Humph!"

When they heard what Sword Son Curry said, the four governing gods' faces darkened.

They wanted to fight him, to kill him, but they had come to the harsh realization that the grey-robed elder was too strong for them to handle. Fear speckled in their eyes.

They went from respecting him, to thinking they could overcome him if they all worked together, to finally

being proved wrong.

They weren't going to be fools and provoke him again so they stood down. After all, he had defeated the four of them with one blow.

The anger slowly withdrew from their faces.

Meanwhile, in the world of swordsmanship,

a man clad in white clothes approached Austin in mid-air.

He moved in a leisure way. There was a piece of withered grass in the corner of his mouth and his white hair was tied in a ponytail at the top of his head.

His white clothes were spotless, which made him exude an unworldly aura.

It seemed like the worldly affairs had nothing to do with him.

A few seconds later, he stopped in front of Austin.

"I will fight you using just one sword skill. If you stop me, then you are the winner.

If it ends in a draw, that will also be considered a win for you,"

the man in white said as he looked at Austin.

As he stood in the void, white clouds that appeared out of thin air moved above and below him. He appeared so unbothered that it almost threw Austin off.

"All right. Let's do this, sir," Austin replied humbly.

Staying focused, Austin pointed his sword at the man in white.

Although the white-robed man acted in a lazy manner, Austin could tell that each of his moves contained the essence of swordsmanship.

It somehow seemed like the man was really a sharp sword.

Austin knew that he possessed terrifying strength.

It had been more than one hundred and eighty years since Austin had entered this world.

During that period, he had been fighting with the sword cultivators every day without much rest.

Though he had been through a lot, he had also learnt a lot.

Austin had developed the manner and character

of a good swordsman.

He was calm and never self-conceited. He was just focused on gaining better understanding of the sword skills.

His fingers grasped tightly around the handle of his long sword and he focused on his opponent.

They both stood there facing each other and waiting for the duel to begin.

"Good. I'll make my move,"

the man in white said lazily.

As soon as he had finished speaking,

the leisurely look on his face turned determined and fierce.

Wisps of sword aura began to appear and flew around his body.

His aura became more and more intense as it spun.

Out of the blue, a sword light appeared.

It all happened so fast that Austin didn't even know that the white-robed man had made his move.

The man's strike was potent.

Austin's eyes widened in surprise.

'The sword light is super faint but I can feel the power behind it. It could destroy anything,' he remarked as he watched the sword light dance in the air.

"That was bloody brilliant!"

Austin praised sincerely.

However, he didn't flinch.

The sword light gushed out of his body and gathered into the sword in his hand.

As he wielded the sword, he focused on recalling his understanding and comprehension of the swordsmanship.

The sword emitted a beam of light and sword aura that cut off the space. Loud noises filled their ears and then everything went quiet.

Austin's strike was fatal,

and it was the best one he had launched yet.

Clang!

Finally, the two streaks of sword light collided.

From the impact alone, the entire world around them began to tremble.