Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren was a Defiant Master, and moreover, he had cultivated the conflicting martial arts skills. Once he reached the Superior God Realm, he would be easily detected by the chief gods. At that level, he might bring an inevitable catastrophe to the human race.

Perhaps, even before the chief gods took action, the senior leaders of the human race might have done everything in their power to kill him.

However, if Darren proved to the human race that he was someone significant in bringing hope, then they might spare his life and even help him improve his strength.

Obviously, he would need to possess a great amount of potential and strength for them to consider him as someone who could bring hope.

Therefore, Darren was always more eager to improve himself in every aspect than anyone else.

As he decided to immerse himself in cultivation, Darren's soul went inside the void.

In there, he saw the six steps floating quietly. Two of them already had Darren's shadow sitting on them.

Then, Darren's soul came to examine the third step again.

"What?"

This time, he found that something was different than the last time he was here.

He saw two small swords appear in the transparent step. One of them was already complete, and the other one was only a sword embryo as if it was still being forged.

Darren thought for a while about the possible meanings behind these images.

How did these two swords appear there? Why was one of them still in its incomplete form?

After he thought for quite a long time, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. "Is it related to the first two moves that I've already comprehended?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense.

For a long time, the sword intent he had been using was just from the first move, and he had rarely used the second one. Thus, he knew that he had already mastered the first move, and the sword intent of the move had been developed perfectly through time. However, he still wasn't so skilled when it came to the second move.

"Something great should happen if I perfectly master the second move, right?"

Out of curiosity and determination, Darren immediately activated his soul power and practiced the second move inside the void.

First try, second try, third try… He then executed it ten thousand times, one hundred thousand times…

Darren practiced very fast and hard. But despite his speed, he could still spot the areas that needed improvement. In every try, he was able to correct what were his previous mistakes.

Finally, after hundreds of thousands of times of practicing the move, the sound of a sword reverberated in Darren's soul.

With that, he had also perfectly mastered the second move. A majestic sword intent was released from his s

is god's power to heal his wounds.

"How could the body of this guy be so hard? Even his reaction speed was exceptional!" Darren couldn't help but be surprised. His sneak attack had miserably failed to kill the straw man. On the other hand, he was almost killed. He didn't know whether he was to cry or laugh about the irony of this outcome.

He was just secretly relieved that he held back his strength at the last minute, or he might have been cut into halves by the straw man.

After learning his lesson the hard way, he didn't dare to attack the straw man again.

However, he clearly knew that if he wanted to pass this test, he must find a way to kill the straw man.

"Think! What should I do?"

After pondering a lot of thoughts for a while, Darren suddenly came up with an idea. He thought that this might be the only way for him to get rid of this annoying copycat.

Darren treated his injury first and made sure that he was ready to go. After fully recovering, he stood up and flew away.

His current goal was to find Finley and his other companions. Even if he couldn't find them, he needed to at least find other people.

As long as he could find someone to ask for help, Darren was confident that his plan would work to eliminate the straw man.

Along the way, he found that the vast green field seemed so endless. After a month of flying around, he still didn't find any sign of life.

"Kill! I'm going all out and kill you with my own hands!"

Just as when Darren was about to lose control of his temper, a piercing roar suddenly reached his ears.

He immediately flew to the direction where the voice was coming from. In the distance, he saw a young man covered in blood and was crazily waving his hammer while shouting furiously.

"Hey! Calm down!"

Darren shouted at the top of his lungs and rushed over.