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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1855

Howl!

When Austin's feet landed on Jerome's head, the vital energy that was surging in Jerome's body finally broke away from the sealing power, and he began to roar furiously.

It was a great humiliation! Nothing could be more pathetic. It was a terrible shame to have one's head be trampled upon by others. If word about it spread out later, he would become a laughing stock. And it would become a permanent stain on his accomplishments.

But Austin's feet had already landed and struck his head.

It was too late for him to dodge.

In a moment of desperation, Jerome let out a long howl. A cyan vital energy force emerged from his body and turned into a cyan palm with a radius of several hundred feet. Jerome pushed the palm upwards immediately.

This was a palm skill he had practiced earlier. It was called the Cyan Light Palm.

Austin unleashed and took control of the Spiritual Pot. He was going to use it to attack Jerome's Soul Sea and destroy it in an instant.

At the same time, he raised his hand and five streaks of sword aura were expelled from his fingers. They darted towards Jerome.

As Austin stepped on the palm with his right foot, a shrill sound of wind reverberated through the sky. His foot was as heavy as a huge mountain, suppressing the Cyan Light Palm.

Bang!

The palm immediately exploded into pieces by the pressure.

Jerome, on the other hand, not only had to mobilize his spiritual sense to resist the attack of the Spiritual Pot, but also had to deal with the five elements sword auras. He felt a little flustered.

Bang! Bang! Bang

Austin's right foot landed on Jerome's head. Mercilessly he began stamping on it repeatedly. He did so probably for five or six times.

Not many knew that Austin's body had almost become a magic treasure. In addition, his physical strength was also extremely powerful.

Puff!

Jerome coughed a mouthful of blood and staggered backwards. He felt as if a mountain was hitting his head heavily. He felt dizzy and couldn't keep his balance.

At that moment, his hair was in a mess. His head was aching and blood was flowing from the wounds. His cranium was nearly cut open.

It was very clear that he was in extreme agony.

Just some time ago, he had been so arrogant in front of Austin and had said that Austin was as weak as an ant.

Now as he was being trampled by Austin on his head, it made him feel resentful.

It was a huge insult for him. A great humiliation.

Bang!

Austin added a few more feet for a stronger impact.

"Ah!"

Jerome shouted aloud. He felt a sharp pain in his head, and his vital energy was boiling.

Bang!

Austin again kicked him with his right foot. This time he stepped on his temple.

Jerome felt like he was being struck by lightning. His body flew off, hit the cliff and bounced back to hit a bird's nest.

With disheveled hair and blood covering his whole body, Jerome seemed to be seriously injured.

"Do you feel good now? How does it feel to be trampled on by an ant on your head?"

Austin sneered and looked at Jerome who was covered in blood.

Jerome's face was plastered with a ghastly expression. He felt so humiliated now that Austin trampled him. He wanted to fight Austin to death.

But he knew that he was not in a position to challenge Austin. It had now dawned on him, how strong his opponent was.

"Huh! Mark my words, sooner or later you will regret what you have done today!"

Jerome said slowly. He kept glaring at Austin with his malicious eyes.

"Fuck you! Don't you dare to look at me like that! I'm going to kill you!"

Austin flew into a rage and stood in front of Jerome. Standing face to face with him, Jerome realized how fearless he was. It wouldn't be wrong to say that he was as fearless as God.

Jerome was humiliated and angry, but after hearing Austin's words, he was completely shocked.

If Austin really killed him, it would be the end of it all.

So, he didn't dare to look at Austin. Instead, he looked away, trying hard to bear the insult he was being meted out.

"That's right!

I won't kill you. But you will have to pay the price of offending me so blatantly!"

You might think that I'm bragging. But believe me, the power of our Moon Palace will be very beneficial to you and your sect."

"I'm sorry! Though I also want to make friends with the Moon Palace, I'm more interested in the divine silkworm. So, I'd rather keep it."

Austin rejected the offer firmly.

He was not willing to give up the silkworm just because of some tempting words of a young woman. He wasn't so lustful to give up something like the divine silkworm for a seductive woman.

He knew how important the divine silkworm was; and he was aware of its astonishing value. Once it hatched in the future and was tamed well, it could order and control all the insects in the world.

"Well, in that case, I will not take it from you.

Let me tell you, the four major schools are going to recruit new students. I believe with your good skills, you will surely be selected in one of them.

If you get in, we will definitely have a chance to meet in the future.

Remember, my name is Lauryn. I'm a student from the Rose Finch School.

If you ever come to the Rose Finch School, do come to meet me."

She looked at Austin with enchanting eyes. However, it was clear that all her efforts were in vain.

"Okay, I will!"

Austin answered casually for he was least interested.

"Then, I'll go first!"

Lauryn started flying swiftly far off towards the distance.

"Hmm.

Even if the divine silkworm is in your hand, you might not have the ability to bring it out of the Fallen Immortal World!"

The young man in silver saw that Jerome was in a coma because of serious injury, and Lauryn took the opportunity to leave. His face had become gloomy. After a while, he rolled his sleeve and glared at Austin. Helpless, he turned into a silver light and rushed towards the sky.

'Well, it's time for me to leave as well, '

Austin thought with a calm mind.

He knew that once a cultivator at the Heavenly Grotto Realm came, things would get out of control.

Austin immediately exercised his bodily movement skill and rushed out of the mountain range.

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