Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren's purpose for coming into the Governor's Office was pretty simple. He just wanted to absorb the strong hatred that would come from the governor in order to quickly improve his cultivation level. As long as the governor faced him, Darren could take care of the rest.

"I guarantee you that we will fight in the end. So, why don't you come out and meet me for a while?"

Darren said calmly as he looked at the room where the governor was staying.

"Ha-ha! I can see that you're an overconfident brat." The governor actually didn’t mind Darren's preposterous attitude. Perhaps, he thought that Darren was just naturally conceited.

"Well, I know that I'm strong enough to beat you. So, yes, I'm confident. Anyway, when we face later on inside the arena, I'll be sure to kill you. So, how about I give you a deal? Beg for mercy in front of me and become my slave. Maybe then, I'll think of sparing your life," Darren remarked haughtily as he provoked the governor.

After finishing his sentence, Darren immediately felt the raging hostility and killing intent that oozed out of the governor. Of course, this was what Darren was hoping to happen.

He was, in fact, overjoyed that the governor started to get angry. The hostility that he was receiving began to turn into the source power of improving his cultivation level. However, this wasn't enough. The governor's current negative emotion didn't yield sufficient power for Darren to break through.

It meant that Darren needed to continue provoking him so that he could reach the next level of his cultivation.

"You better take back what you said, brat! I'm saying this for your own good. You don't know who you are offending," the go

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expression on his face.

"I know that you're not like those guys who just look down on their opponents. So, I've got to give you some respect." Darren didn't make any rash move, feeling that Noya was being very cautious. Even before the battle began, Noya had already sealed the entire battle platform with his god's sense.

"It's just a habit. After all, I'm not stupid to make such petty mistakes," Noya answered with a straight face. "And if you won't take the initiative, I’ll make the first move then."

"Go ahead. I won't stop you," Darren replied indifferently and gestured him to do whatever he wanted.

Swoosh!

In a flash, a light purple divine light soared into the sky that unleashed a terrifying pressure, making the entire sky tremble.

At the same time, on the battle platform, Noya wielded a black bone whip in his hand, and his momentum reached its peak in the blink of an eye. His god's power was activated to the extreme, and it seemed that he wanted to go all out right from the start.

Whoosh!

He then raised the bone whip in his hand and whipped it directly at Darren. It turned out that his seemingly ordinary strike contained thousands of changes.

The strike that he released was utterly overbearing. Upon Darren's analysis, he speculated that even a warrior who was one level above Noya couldn't resist it—even he wasn't an exception.

However, at this point, he could only take the strike head-on.

Buzz! Buzz!

Darren tried to resist the overwhelming attack using his divine blade and sword and spun them in front of him.

Immediately after, the dark red god's power flashed on the blade and sword, like streaks of lightning that bolted violently.