The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 4159

As Austin and Sword Son Curry walked along the path to the top of the mountain, the four governing gods walked right at their heels.

They weren't taking any chances in letting them escape.

Outside the Divine Sword Mountain, the four major forces of the Sword Cosmos had already set up a trap for Austin and Sword Son Curry.

In addition to the Sky Sword Sect, the Xi'men Clan, the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, and the Long Sword Sect, other forces that had issues with Sword Son Curry had also sent masters to hunt him down.

After all, Sword Son Curry was an important figure.

Several forces from the Sword Cosmos had once joined to fight against him, and it ended in a draw.

If they had been alone, Sword Son Curry would have wiped them all out.

Now, he was back and was walking up the Divine Sword Mountain.

This news had spread all over the Sword Cosmos and now the people who hated him had another chance to bring him down.

The four governing gods had been following them all this time so they would get to attack them first.

"Sir, I think the governing gods are up to something,"

Austin said to Sword Son Curry with a frown.

"Don't worry. Once we're done, I can get you out of the Sword Cosmos,"

Sword Son Curry reassured him.

Austin nodded and they kept moving, ignoring the four governing gods.

After a while,

an old man in red appeared out of thin air, blocking their way.

"Nice to meet you, sir."

Austin quickly bowed, knowing immediately that he met another sword spirit.

"Here are nine thousand swords.

Each of them is a valuable treasure.

I will allow you to only choose one.

You can only use your senses. You may not touch them.

Once you have chosen, I will decide whether you passed the test or not," the red-robed elder explained.

With a wave of his sleeve, sharp swords flew out and were suspended in the air.

Austin counted all the weapons to confirm the task.

As he observed the weapons, he concluded that they had different shapes and their auras were all different.

Some emitted coldness, some gave off the heat, some were heavy, some were light, some were old and simple, and some were fancy.

"You can begin," the elder in red robes announced.

Then he closed his eyes, ignoring Austin.

The four governing gods stopped in their tracks and watched from a couple yards away.

"Go ahead,"

Sword Son Curry said to Austin.

"Okay."

Austin nodded at him and sat down in a cross-legged position. He unleashed his spiritual sense and examined all the swords.

Everything was silent

for the next five days.

Austin checked all the swords over and over again.

Sword Son Curry waited patiently.

Suddenly,

Austin opened his eyes and stared at one of the swords.

"Sir, I've chosen one.

It's that one!"

Austin said to the elder in red robes as he pointed at one sword among the many.

"Oh?

Are you sure?"

the red-robed elder asked after he opened his eyes.

"Yes, I am sure. That's the one,"

Austin answered as he nodded at the elder.

The red-robed elder gestured and the sword Austin had chosen flew to him. It landed gracefully in his palms.

There was nothing special about the sword at first glance.

It had a simple design, and its color was darker compared to the other swords.

"Why did you choose this sword?

It looks ordinary,"

the red-robed elder asked.

"I think it suits me the best.

And it may look ordinary, but I know

it is one of the best out of the nine thousand swords.

Besides, it is exactly what I want.

It perfectly match my current swordsmanship,"

Austin replied.