Lord Of Martial Arts

The crowd waited with bated breath for the result to be revealed.

Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, the two remaining rays of light began fading,

revealing both Finley and Sandy at the same time.

"Hey! The result is out. Go and have a look." The crowd swarmed over and surrounded the two of them.

Darren followed behind as well, flying over to join the rest.

He was in no hurry to ask anything. He was more interested in getting the rule cultivators to help Finley and the woman heal their wounds first.

A moment later, the two pale faces that came out of the light had somewhat recovered.

"Congratulations!" Finley said to Sandy, the first to speak.

That made it clear enough; Sandy was obviously the one who was to obtain the inheritance.

Sandy, who the general public did not know, looked in her twenties, pretty and petite, like a pretty girl from a modest family.

"Finley, Darren, you two are really quite powerful," Sandy said with a sweet smile stretching across her face.

"Ha-ha, congratulations to you, Sandy." Darren did not regret not being the one to get the inheritance. On the contrary, he was happy for this stranger.

"Thank you, Darren. I actually only completed it three thousandths of a second earlier than you and Finley. If I had known how close it was, I would not have worked so hard, so that one of you could have taken control of the relic," said Sandy kindly.

Everyone sighed to themselves when she spoke. Not only was this woman so talented, but she was humble as well. Such a person was truly a rare find.

"Sandy, you're quite superior to us. We are both incredibly happy for you and your achievement," Finley replied with a kindly smile of his own.

"Ha-ha, well then, I will say no more. Please, everyone, step back. I feel the force of control coming," she said, her smile fading ever so slightly as she seemed to be refocusing to take the incoming power.

Everyone offered their final congratulations before stepping aside as she had asked.

After so many life and death battles, they could finally relax. They sighed as relief washed over them the way it did to survivors.

Darren too fell back with the crowd, looking back at Sandy before he did. As his eyes met with hers, his heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

'Why is there a trace of cruelty in her eyes?' he wondered. A sense of uneasiness crowded his mind all of a sudden.

It was this inexplicable feeling that led him to release his spiritual sense to investigate Sandy and see what it was that was bothering him.

"Darren, get back. Hurry up, I'm afraid you'll accidentally be hurt by the force of control when it

ough his abdomen.

'She is still alive!'

His abdomen had already been impaled by the time he realized what had happened.

Whoosh!

His violent sword intent surged backward, and he used a great deal of strength to fly away.

When he was able to steady himself again, he turned around and saw a hideous fiend, covered in mucus and infused with the force of control.

"I was too careless. That wasn't her real body I killed!"

Only then did Darren realize that he had killed the fiend's human disguise, and not her actual body.

The force of control still continued falling. He could not stand by and watch her become the controller, or the human race would surely be doomed.

"I have to kill her! Now!"

Pushing aside his injury and pain, Darren turned into a shadow and rushed at her.

Chop!

He released his sword intent and black god's power together, as well as one hundred slashes of the Blood Thirst blade formula he has just obtained.

"To hell with you, you insolent little human,"

grumbled the hideous fiend in a hoarse voice, sentencing Darren to death.

A wisp of force of control dashed towards Darren, cutting through everything in its path as if it were smashing through weeds and rotten wood.

Darren charged on courageously with no intention of moving out of the way.

Even if he escaped the blow, what good would that do? If the fiend finished controlling, she'd be able to kill Darren with a mere thought. If he did not make this move, he was as good as dead anyway.

He had no choice but to go all out. This was his last chance, the last chance for the entire human race!

"Ah!" Darren roared.

He bellowed his battle cry, having already pushed his fighting power to the heights he had never reached before!