Lord Of Martial Arts

Finley's worry grew as he watched Lindsay rush towards the female beast. He could not just sit back and watch and joined her in the charge.

Howl!

The wild beast spread her large jaws open, the stench of blood spreading from within.

The beast took a deep breath, sucking both Lindsay and Finley in with the massive current of air she pulled. There was not even a struggle for them, and they could not fight back.

They were about to fall into the beast's mouth when a voice sounded.

"You dare bully my master? You try to swallow them? I think I'll swallow you!"

The voice was cold but young. In an instant, a fat body suddenly emerged from between the beast's claws and enlarged itself astronomically, covering the sky above.

"It's Jeremy!"

Lindsay was able to back off a little and discovered that Jeremy had not yet died after all.

He was a Heaven Devouring Beast, capable of engulfing the entire sky once he transformed. It was said that an adult Heaven Devouring Beast could eat even a master at the top level of the Superior God Realm, such was the immense power it possessed.

Darkness shrouded the female beast which then leapt into the sky.

Soon after, the darkness began fading and a massive ball of a being fell to the ground.

"I'm so full," Jeremy said, patting his belly.

"Ha-ha." Lindsay laughed at the sight of Jeremy being totally fine and transformed into an incredibly large fuzzy ball.

"You scared her to death, Jeremy!" Finley complained with an amused grin across his face.

"Master, this female beast has not died yet. What should we do with her?" Jeremy felt uncomfortable holding the huge writhing beast in his stomach.

"Don't let her out. Digest her. We are no match for her," Lindsay responded.

"I'm not sure if that's true, master. I have become much stronger. In fact, she's almost dead," revealed Jeremy.

"Then let her out,"

Darren said, opening his eyes after taking a moment to regain his strength.

"All right. Do as Darren says. Let the beast out." Lindsay nodded in agreement.

Jeremy's bulbous belly rumbled, and a huge beast, covered in mucus, rolled out onto the ground.

After this, Jeremy reverted back to being as small and lovely as he was before.

Two giant beasts lay on the ground, one constantly trembling and the other beginning to rot even though not completely dead.

"You beasts, I'll take you on my own!"

Weber yelled as he woke up, ready to strike the beasts.

Everyone turned

words stinging with displeasure and disgust.

Field shuddered in fear. With his head pressed to the ground, he said tremulously, "Darren, I wish to learn from you. I want to be your disciple. I acted like a snob and I will accept the punishments I deserve for that. But, from the bottom of my heart, I hold a deep respect for you, sir. I sincerely wish to train with you. Please, accept me as your disciple. I'm begging you."

"You want to be my disciple?"

Darren had not expected this from Field.

He had never even thought of taking any disciples. He cultivated conflicting skills most of the time and ordinary people could not practice them.

"Throw that idea out of your mind. It will never happen. My cultivation skill is not suitable for anyone else," refused Darren immediately.

"Master!" Field exclaimed as he remained bowed low, pressed to the ground. "If you accept me as your disciple, I will give you all my property when I go back to my family," he added desperately.

"Humph!" Darren's face twisted in insult. "Do you really think I want anything from you? I've already told you, my cultivation skill is not suitable for anyone else. There is nothing for you to beg for."

With that, Darren and the others turned around.

"So it is..." Field raised his head, his gaze still fixed downward in his disappointment.

In the hunting area, a tall, middle-aged man suddenly appeared.

"Dario," he said as he walked up to a blood body.

The body heard the call and its finger twitched ever so slightly.

"Don't worry, Dario. I'm here to avenge you!"

The middle-aged man immediately began healing the bloody body's wounds.