Lord Of Martial Arts

Several daunting auras suddenly filled the air as soon as the little girl cried.

"Who dares to hurt my sister?"

Four people arrived to aid the little girl. Their leader was a burly middle-aged man with stubble and scars on his face and he held a large axe in his hand. The three people beside him were two men and a woman. They looked like ordinary people, but the aura they released were undoubtedly strong.

After withstanding the terrifying force from Darren, the girl staggered to the side of the scar-faced man.

"It's him! He pretended to be a low-level god to kill me. Boo-hoo!" She wailed.

"A low-level god? Doesn't look like it," a thin young man said as he touched his chin.

"Hey, you! What's your level?" The scar-faced man probed Darren's strength and found that he was indeed at the low-level Primary God Realm.

"Why the hell should I tell you?" Darren said contemptuously. He knew these people were not easy to deal with. Even if he treated them respectfully, they would not let him go easily. Thus, Darren thought that there was no need for him to be polite with them.

"Humph. You're pretty tough. It looks like you've just come out of the Ancestral Land and don't know how cruel the world is!" one of them said coldly.

"Who are you? I don't even know you. Why are you getting in my way?" Darren said in a low voice.

"Ha-ha-ha! I, Scar, will let you know before you die. We belong to the Bloody Sand Gang. We kill trash like you who have just come out of the Ancestral Land, so as to save godly energy for our world. Understood?"

"Killing rascals like you contributes to the development of the human race!"

"Go to hell, young lad!"

They sneered. The short young man rushed over Darren, while the others stood still. They crossed their arms and watched the fight.

The short man came in front of Darren in a flash.

"Watch out, Darren!" Elsa was worried.

"Elsa, run!" Darren pushed Elsa away gently and pushed his palm forward.

Boom!

Darren could feel a tremendous force crushing him. He was thrown backwards for dozens of feet. As soon as he landed on the ground, he spat a mouthful of blood.

After delivering the heavy blow, the short man stopped.

"My dear sister, he is indeed a low-level god. Why did you call us here?"

"I've told you be

wrong foot. We wouldn't have known each other if we didn't fight. When I go to the Starry Sword Region, I will share with you if I have something good." Since the hostility of his rival was gone, Darren didn't want to pretend to be tough. Instead, he used courteous words for acquainting during social occasions.

"Buddy, you are so frank. Ha-ha-ha!" Scar and the others knew they were just words used in social occasions and should not be taken seriously. However, since Darren had said so, he was obviously offering them an opportunity to make peace. Eventually, they took the chance.

After all, they could not afford to offend the Starry Sword Region. Even those masters of the Ancestral Land did not dare to provoke the people of the Starry Sword Region recklessly.

"May I know your name?"

"It's Darren Chu."

"Darren, since we're now acquainted, why don't we go to the top of the mountain and have a drink?" Scar offered.

"Don't go, Darren." Elsa muttered with a hint of fear in her voice. She did not trust Scar or his companions.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing," Darren replied using his spiritual sense.

"Come on, Darren." They all smiled at him.

"Yes, of course. I accept your invitation. Please show me the way. I'm sorry to bother you."

"Ha-ha! That's great. This way, please." Scar made a gesture, which indicated that Darren should go forward to the mountain.

"Scar, are you trying to lead him to the mountain and kill him by using secret arrays?" the girl asked using her spiritual sense.