Immortal Supreme: Sovereign of the Grand Dao

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At the Battle Arena, Arthur had just dealt with the first wave of outer court disciples that attacked him.

'That should deter many of them from seeing me as an easy pick...'

He was expecting a lower number of persons to attack him but it increased instead.

Arthur noticed immediately that he was surrounded!

'Is this their plan?'

*swoosh!*

Arthur swayed his body a bit and dodged a strike sent at his rib. Just as he dodged, another disciple sent a palm attack at his back.

Arthur lower his body and gave a low round kick that caused his two attackers to go off balance and fall to the ground.

Before he could follow up with another move, he was attacked from all sides.

'So this is how they want to play it, huh?'

The corner of Arthur's lips raised a little, 'This is perfect!'

Arthur wasn't displeased with their actions, rather he was happy that he would be facing more attacks here than anyone else in the arena.

And as to why he was happy, it was not because he liked fighting, but rather he saw this as an opportunity to establish his dominance and show these disciples that the name Invincible is not just for show.

'Let me show you...'

Arthur suddenly stopped moving and it looked as though he reacted too late to the attacks.

'...how strong I am.'

At this point, the Elder that was coordinating the event noticed this and got ready to prevent Arthur from getting any serious injuries.

Just as the multitude of fist and palm attacks were just an inch away from his body, they suddenly stopped.

"What happened, why did they stop their attacks just a few inches away?" A confused spectating disciple asked those around him.

And an even more confused disciple replied, "Maybe they called a truce?"

The Elder who had silently riled up his energy to save Arthur went silent and narrowed his eyes.

'Sword Intent!'

It was not just him, the other spectating elders who were watching and sometimes using their spirit power to scan the arena noticed it too.

Elder Maten, who supervised the Sword Stairs Test was among them, 'This kid...I almost forgot that he had comprehended sword intent.'

Back at the arena, all those that were attacking Arthur were trembling under the pressure of Arthur's sword intent.

Arthur had used the third level of his sword intent on them and it was enough to cause them to freeze.

"Quick use your full strength, and bring out your martial spirits, we can break through the pressure!"

One of the disciples managed to call out to the others and was the first to activate his essence energy and used it to resist.

He began to move under the pressure and soon broke through it.

The others copied him and used their full strength to resist and were able to break free from the restraint of Arthur's Sword Intent.

But even though they could now resist the pressure, no one dared attack carelessly again.

When they attacked just now, they did not bother to use any martial art technique, and neither did they bother to use their martial spirits.

They underestimated Arthur as they felt that it was already too much that they are ganging up on him and using their full strength will be overkill.

Seeing their silence, Arthur decided to break the ice.

"Why the faces, come on now...I don't bite," Arthur smiled 'kindly' at them.

"It is indeed commendable that you have learned intent at your current level, but so have some of us here."

'Yeah, just keep talking like any other cannon fodder villain...'

"And besides-?!"

A fist suddenly arrived at the face of the disciple that was talking.

"What?!"

*Bang!*

The disciple got sent flying out of the battle ring...unconscious.

He did not expect that Arthur would attack him out of the blue as he talked.

After that Arthur put his pinky finger in his ear and twisted, "Do me a favor please...less talk, more trashing..."

He removed his finger from his ear and grinned provocatively at his opponents.

"...cause' you know, I will be trashing you all."

"Don't get so cocky!"

A disciple got angry at Arthur's taunt and released his martial spirit.

"Roar!"

A yellow-spotted giant tiger appeared and stood behind him. It appeared very life like and if Arthur didn't know any better he would think it was real if he was an ordinary mortal with no cultivation.

The disciple took a stance and cried out.

"Tiger Claw!"

He swiped his fingers and a claw-shaped energy attack was sent at Arthur with blinding speed.

*Bang!*

The attack landed where Arthur stood but he was nowhere to be found.

'Where is he?'

"Behind you," a voice whispered.

*Boom!*

"Argh!"

Arthur punched him before he could react. Then he gave the disciple a roundhouse kick that sent him flying.

"This guy's speed is no joke. How is he so fast with his current cultivation level."

After seeing that another one of them has been dealt with, they dropped all pretense and released their martial spirits.

At the same time, they activated their martial arts techniques. And some of them brought out their weapons.

"Attack!"

'Wind Ride: 1st Level...Speed Intent Rank 1,'

*swoosh!*

Arthur began his counter attack and soon his figure could barely be seen due to how many disciples surrounded him.

Meanwhile, among the spectators...

"Damn it! This is cheating!" Evelyn shouted in anger.

"Won't the elder do anything about this?" Balor asked with furrowed brows.

"I should have gone up there with him," Sun Wukong was unhappy too, and clenched his fists.

None of them expected that Arthur will be ganged up on.

"He'll be fine. Don't worry about it, rather it is those disciples who should be scared," Luke calmed them down.

"You are always so confident in him. I hope you are right," Balor decided to believe what Luke said.

"North Star Fists!"

"Nine Layered Waves!"

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