Chapter 369 The Purple zing Gas Form (Part One)
The young man belonging to the Joy Gang, who hade to confront Austin, was now paralyzed with
fear at Austin''s threats. The vindictive scowl on his face had long been reced by a vacant, awkward
terror and he now blinked at Austin like a bewildered bird.
He had no idea why the mere sound of Austin''s words had terrified him so much. For a moment, he
could feel nothing but the pounding of his heart.
The other young man Austin had previously defeated was called Cyrus, and he also belonged to the
same gang as this one. But inparison, Cyrus was at a higher level than this young man. No matter
the cultivation base or strength, this young man was no match for Cyrus. And given that Austin had
already defeated Cyrus, this young man would only be kicked badly in the ass if he didn''t stand back.
Silence fell.
Just as Austin began to threaten the young man again, ps sounded from the direction of the crowd
and a voice followed.
"Not bad. I am impressed. It is amazing that you have cultivated this body-refining form. Plus, with
the help of that excellent bodily movement skill, you have indeed aplished something that you
could be proud of."
Both Austin and the young man looked for the source of the voice. A pallid and haggard man of about
twenty was slowly advancing towards them.
As he walked towards them, the man intentionally released his vital energy and disyed his strength.
He clearly had the cultivation base of the premium stage of the Earth Realm. As in such a high realm,
the vital energy he released was so dense and powerful that it whirled around his legs, making it look
like he was walking on thick clouds. Although his face was sallow, and his manner was defiant and
contemptuous, his eyes looked resolute and decisive.
"He is Hasson, a principal disciple of the Peripatetic Sect," a voice in the crowd called out.
Although the words were spoken by a man who was at a distance, Austin''s spiritual sense enabled him
to hear them clearly.
Every disciple present marveled at Hasson''s strength, but also looked at him with cautious eyes.
As to the strength, Hasson definitely ranked in the top ten among all the fighters that the Prince
Reuben had recruited.
The crowd didn''t have a good impression about Hasson''s personality, but they didn''t like Austin either.
Seeing these two meet each other on the battlefield, they eagerly wished them to fight each other and
entertain them. By now, they had all acknowledged that Austin had otherworldly body strength and an
astounding speed. They knew that with the help of these two superior qualities, Austin could defeat any
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fighter of the medium stage of the Earth Realm.
But now, the situation was different. The person he was going to fight was not weak; he was at the
same stage as Austin and to top it off, he was a principal disciple with amazing strength. No one could
tell if Austin would seed or not.
"You are a principal disciple of the Peripatetic Sect, right? What do you n to do bying up here?
Do you also want to challenge me like the other fellow I just punched to death?" Austin mocked
Hasson.
Without waiting for Hasson''s reply, Austin continued, "I don''t think you are so banal as toe here
just to greet me. How about fighting me and we''ll see who wins? I don''t mind ending another man''s life
today."
The minute the words escaped him, the crowd began an uproar.
People booed at Austin''s arrogance.
A fight was definitely on the cards, and they predicted that Austin''s bravado and conceit would backfire
spectacrly.
It was their opinion that Austin was cocky enough to im to be able to defeat anyone present. He
might be able to defeat every fighter belonging to the medium stage of the Earth Realm because he
himself was at the premium stage. But now, with him confronting Hasson, who was also at the premium
stage of the Earth Realm, they didn''t see any advantages that Austin held over Hasson.
Given the fact that Hasson already had the cultivation base of the premium stage of the Earth Realm
and also had been nominated as a principal disciple of the Peripatetic Sect, it went without saying that
he had his own prominent strengths. Unlike the other disciple that Austin had just defeated, Hasson
wouldn''t be an easy opponent for him.
Upon hearing Austin''s provocative words, Hasson burst intoughter.
"You have the nerve to challenge me, boy!" Hasson said.
"I am not fond of killing, but I also don''t like to be disrespected. If you kneel down to me and beg for
mercy for the discourtesy you have just made, I''ll think about it, just for the Prince Reuben and maybe
just take one of your arms and spare you. How does that sound?" Hasson taunted Austin.
He usually gave people the impression that he was weak and fragile, due to his sallow, haggard face
and thin, weightless figure. But as he spoke right now, in a domineering manner, his ginger hair
whipping around his face in the wind and shimmering under the sunlight. He looked like a golden
Buddha that hade alive, floating on clouds of vital energy.
Undeterred by Hasson''s threats, Austin retorted, "I am d you have such confidence in yourself. But
wanting me to kneel down before you?
That is ridiculous. How about you kneel down to me and let me think about what mercy you ought to be
granted. I think I will give you a chance to die decently without having your head chopped off and
scaring all these people."
His voice sounded so firm and resolute that people started to be boisterous again.
Hasson was infuriated at his statement. "How dare you say that?"
he eximed, his voice trembling with rage.
"You should have learned to be humble if you wanted to live in this world unharmed. Today, I will end
your despicable, worthless life. Don''t me me! It is your arrogance and stubbornness that has
brought you this death," Hasson ground the words through his teeth.