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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 815

The man who spoke had a prominent spiritual sense capability with which he could easily sense the destruction the fight had made in the surrounding area.

"That is true!

The fight was violent and intense!"

another person pointed out. Upon hearing this, all the remaining members of the group nodded their heads in agreement.

Then, as if on cue, they all lifted their heads and looked at the distant sky. A floating object grabbed their attention.

Through the thick clouds, they could see that there was a giant bird puppet advancing towards them.

Flying at the speed of light, the bird puppet whizzed over their heads thrice and circled in the air before finally landing in front of them.

The Holy Son of the Ghost Puppet Sect and his three principal disciples slithered down from the back of the bird a few moments after it touched down. Standing in front of the ten disciples, the Holy Son of the Ghost Puppet Sect held out his hand and waved it quickly in the air. Instantly, a dozen of thin-as-hair black shadows emerged and floated down on his palm.

They were some very tiny gnat puppets that inhabited in this area.

Needless to say, these gnat puppets had witnessed what had happened between Austin and the Holy Daughter a few minutes ago. Utilizing his spiritual sense, the Holy Son of the Ghost Puppet Sect felt the experience of the insects in his palm.

After getting all the information he needed, he dismissed the insect servants and turned to the ten disciples.

"Austin has just had a big fight with the Holy Daughter Winnie of the New Moon Sect before we arrived," he claimed.

"What?

Austin was fighting against Winnie?"

Consternation was evident on the faces of the ten disciples.

"How did the fight end?" one of them asked hastily.

Apparently, the mere mention of Austin's name piqued their interest.

"Winnie lost and ran away," the Holy Son of the Ghost Puppet Sect answered. Doubt could be heard from his tone.

With his eyebrows furrowed, he obviously didn't expect that to happen.

"What the hell!" all the ten disciples exclaimed in chorus.

They all started feeling numb. "Are... are you telling the truth? Is that really what happened here?" one of them asked, trying to confirm whether they heard things correctly.

For them, such a scenario was impossible to happen.

For one thing, Winnie did not fight Austin alone, for they had known that she had the support of Isis. Another thing was, they all knew what Winnie was capable of doing. Her Phoenix Secret Skill was something that many feared, and it had served as one of her biggest advantage over all the other elites in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom.

It was a fact that none of the disciples of the Ten Prominent Disciples of Punishment Branch could stand up against the Holy Daughter of the New Moon Sect if they had to fight her on the one-on-one basis.

But even with the combined attacks of all ten of them, they still might require a series of hard strikes and a lot of effort to defeat her.

But what happened? Did Winnie really run away instead of taking on Austin head-to-head in battle?

They could hardly believe their ears!

"That is impossible! Winnie retreated? Never!" one of them said, still refusing to believe the story being presented to them. Now, all of them were gawking at the Holy Son of the Ghost Puppet Sect, their faces full of uncertainty and fear.

"That is what the gnat puppets saw. I dispatched them in this area just so they could keep an eye on Austin,"

he replied lightly. Despite not showing it outwardly, he was also wondering what situation led to Winnie's concession and untimely defeat.

Silence befell the area. Everyone was deep in their own thoughts as they contemplated how Austin had gained such a remarkable capacity to be able to upgrade his strength in such a short period of time.

Having the ability to compete against the Holy Daughter of the New Moon Sect proved that his powers had reached a state already beyond imagination!

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