Lord Of Martial Arts

All of the water in the deep pool was nearly dried up, so it didn't take long for Darren and Kenneth to fall to the bottom.

After their feet hit the ground, Darren and Kenneth started running, following the only passage. They reached a dead end. It was a large, stone chamber.

Several metal items were scattered around the chamber, but none of them appeared to be the type of metal that could be melted into god's power.

"Alex, I think these are used to refine metal soldiers!"

"How do you know?"

"There is a soldier-refining master in our clan. He is not as powerful as the Mechanical Emperor, but he outranks the other masters. I heard that he managed to refine a grade-nine metal soldier," Kenneth explained.

"That's awesome!"

Darren exclaimed.

The strength of the metal soldier was usually one level higher than that of a member from the Immortal God race that was at the same realm. That meant that a grade-nine metal soldier would have a combat strength that could reach the highest level of grade nine!

"Kenneth, you have to collect these items and give them to your soldier-refining master next time you see him."

"Really? I thought you would want them."

"They are useless to me. If you take them, the others won't be able to get their hands on them."

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a grade-eight Fate Character and six metal meridians, but he could release as many flowers as he wanted at once.

As if on cue, the lotus flowers started to explode, weakening Sloan's attacks little by little. Eventually, his attacks disappeared completely.

"You are not weak." Sloan stared at Darren with wide eyes. The whole time, Darren had been hiding his true strength. In reality, he was only one level below Sloan. Yet his attack was exceptionally strong. Now, Sloan understood why Kenneth followed him around like a puppy.

"Errol, this man has to die. Let's do it together so that it's faster."

"That's exactly what I'm thinking."

Errol was just as confused and outraged as Sloan.

The strong sword skill had been performed by a disciple from a bottom-rate sect, and it made no sense.

In all his years, Errol had never seen such a perfect sword skill. He filled with resentment.

There was no way that he could allow a lowly warrior like Darren to keep using a sword skill like that. He had to kill him!

"Your sword skill is the best I've ever seen. You should have kept it hidden. It's a pity that you met me. Now, you're going to meet your end."

Errol raised his palm and activated his god's power. At the same time, Sloan also prepared to attack Darren.