King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1016 - 1016 1003 Martial Supreme Ansol

Chapter 1016: Chapter 1003: Martial Supreme, Ansol Chapter 1016: Chapter 1003: Martial Supreme, Ansol “Now, please welcome our contestant from the Douglas Clan, Jelos, a Martial Artist Star Armor Master. In his last match, he defeated a Fourth Order Star Armor Master with just one move. What spectacular battle will he bring to us today?”

As Muria walked into the arena, he heard the announcer introducing him. Following the viral spread of his last battle video on the Network, his personal information had been leaked—his identity as a Martial Artist was now universally known.

Although the existence of Martial Artists was extremely unfamiliar to most people, there were still some who remembered this extraordinary profession that had been incredibly glorious three hundred years ago. Now, Muria’s emergence reminded some of those people about the information on Martial Artists they once knew.

In fact, the government had never intentionally suppressed or blocked news about Martial Artists. The profession had merely become deserted because it was completely replaced, and humans are a species that forgets very easily.

Thus, if one really wanted to search carefully, it was still possible to find tidbits about Martial Artists. Now, as Muria’s identity had been uncovered, more and more information about Martial Artists appeared on the Network.

Some of this information seemed as incredible as myths, for in these stories, the Martial Artists who had cultivated to the extreme appeared to be no different from gods.

Although the majority of the public did not believe the plethora of stories about Martial Artists emerging on the Network, most people were nonetheless intrigued, whether they believed them or not.

Thus, the viewership for this match of Muria’s directly became the peak among all the preliminary matches, far surpassing the second place by many multiples.

Because most ordinary people wanted to see what was so magical about Martial Artists, who had once been extremely glorious three hundred years ago but had since declined into obscurity.

“I never expected that, as an official member of the Douglas Clan, you would choose to practice Martial Arts. I really don’t know what you were thinking. Others may not know, but don’t you know? Martial Artists are just garbage discarded by history.”

At that moment, Muria’s opponent was already standing on the arena. When he saw Muria walking over, he began his pre-match greetings, undermining the opponent’s confidence with his words, a part of the battle, so no one stopped him.

“If you’re not afraid of offending people, you could say that a few more times,” Muria laughed upon hearing the guy opposite calling Martial Arts garbage. In Muria’s eyes, it was the Star Armor Masters who were the real garbage.

One cultivated oneself, the other relied on external items; strong or weak was clear at a glance, entirely incomparable. The main reason Star Armor Masters were able to replace Martial Artists was that the threshold for entry was low and its popularity was high.

“Who could my words offend? You?” A muscular young man, upon hearing Muria’s words, laughed and his face showed a dismissive expression.

“Since you’re standing in front of me, you must have looked up quite a bit about Martial Arts. Don’t you know that at a certain level of Martial Arts cultivation, one can elevate the level of life, extending lifespan?”

“What do you mean by that?” Muria’s opponent’s face showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

“The decline of Martial Arts means that fewer and fewer people are becoming Martial Artists, almost none. But this doesn’t mean that Martial Artists have completely died out.”

Muria reminded cheerily, and his words were also broadcast live to the ears of the majority of the Federation’s populace.

“I… you…” The youth, having been reminded by Muria, suddenly figured everything out, and his face immediately turned dark. He then realized he had just made a grave blunder.

“There are quite a few old-timers who have lived from three hundred years ago till now. Although most have a very detached disposition, what if there happens to be one who takes things seriously and is sitting in front of a screen right now, seeing what you just said? What do you think your fate will be like afterward?”

“Shut up! Don’t slander me. I didn’t mean to insult Martial Artists,” the youth started frantically backpedaling, speculating according to Muria’s words that he might offend an old monster who had lived for at least three hundred years.

Three hundred years! Even a pig could become enlightened by then, let alone a person. If he truly were targeted by such an ancient Martial Artist, he was pretty much doomed.

“Very well, we can see that in the verbal onslaught before the battle, the contestant from Corsica High School has completely fallen into confusion, and we can see his body already sweating from tension,”

“However, I now want to remind this contestant that the battle is about to begin. Regardless of what’s happening outside, right now, at this moment, please focus all your energy on the fight.”

“Huh!” The announcement seemed to snap the youth back to his senses, and after gaining awareness, he glared at Muria, harboring a slight expectation, “Are you trying to scare me?”

“I’m just telling the truth and giving you a heads-up, not trying to intimidate you,” Muria shook his head.

“Alright, you two, the idle chat is over, the competition starts now!”

“Jelos, you dare to laugh at me; today, I’ll show you why a Star Armor Master can…” The moment he heard the competition start, the young man immediately donned his star armor, but just as he was about to throw some taunts, he abruptly shut his mouth, now fully aware that trouble comes from careless talk.

“Can what?” Compared to the youth who had vanished into his star armor in an instant, Muria wasn’t making as much commotion; he simply drew a long sword.

“Indeed, you plan to use martial artist techniques in the grand competition of Star Armor Masters,” seeing Muria’s movements, the young man didn’t dare underestimate him, having watched Muria’s video from the last battle more than twenty times.

“Don’t misunderstand, what I used is indeed star armor armament!” In response to his opponent’s skepticism, Muria let go of the long sword in his hand, which far from falling, cleverly floated beside him, then circled around him once before settling back into the palm of his hand.

As Muria spoke, the youth opposite had already unleashed all his star armor’s external armaments, floating cannons, with all the muzzles targeting Muria, opened fire. A barrage enveloping a mix of solid rounds and beams of light covered the sky, densely enveloping Muria.

This is the most skilled and most traditional combat method of Star Armor Masters, firepower suppression, with each Star Armor Master acting as a mobile powerful artillery.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Muria showed not the slightest hint of concern. He grasped the sword in his hand, positioned it in front of him, the tip pointing downward, slightly tilted, and then made a gentle sweeping motion.

Then, a pure-white curtain of sword energy originated from Muria, rising from the center of the arena, its brilliantly blinding light spreading from the sword curtain.

All the spectators who saw this attack either closed their eyes or turned away their gaze, unable to look directly, as they felt their eyes stinging with pain.

Wherever this curtain of sword energy passed, everything was utterly obliterated, including the attacks made by the outspoken Star Armor Master.

When all the light had completely dissipated, the audience in the stands were shocked to see that the Star Armor Master, who had been hovering in the air, was now fallen to the ground. The star armor on his body hung askew with a brutally severe sword mark.

“Most astonishing, unbelievable. In the previous battle, the martial genius from the Douglas clan, Jelos, defeated his opponent with just a single palm strike, and this time, he recreated his victory from the last match, cutting down his opponent with a single strike,” said a commentator.

Seeing the cheering crowd gradually becoming more excited, Muria’s mouth curved into a slight smile; then he sheathed his long sword and left.

He had entered this competition to flaunt his martial prowess, thus he fought in a way that was visually striking.

Just like before, Muria’s video of defeating his opponent with a single sword strike in his second match quickly went viral online, making the martial artist’s fame rise once again.

Meanwhile, a man with sprawling black hair and an imposing demeanor, holding a list, left a luxuriously decorated high-end restaurant.

Three days later, earth-shattering news blasted through the already simmering network, shaking the entire federation.

A Titled Star Armor Master of the federation, the King of Radiant Flame, had been challenged three days earlier by a black-haired man claiming to be a martial artist. During the fight, this black-haired man wore not a single piece of star armor armament.

He merely fought with bare hands, demolishing all of the King’s star armor armaments, and then left this well-known veteran Titled Star Armor Master in a critical condition, now lying in a hospital for emergency treatment.

With the news spreading, numerous battle videos, blurry due to the distance, also spread, showing a man enveloped in a golden aura overpowering a Star Armor Master, who had no chance to retaliate at all.

With this news and the related videos out, interest in martial artists online immediately soared to its peak, with nearly all federation citizens who had learned about martial artists during this time adamantly affirming that the black-haired man was indeed a martial artist.

“Twenty years of hard training, a single fight to fame recognized by all!” In the room, Muria slumped into the sofa, watching the clear battle video sent by his clan, a smile hanging on his lips, “Dad, now your name is known throughout the entire federation.”

What his father would face next, Muria knew without even thinking: alliances, negotiations, probes, and even assassinations… Anyway, a mess of things was bound to arise, but with the Golden Dragon Mother there, he didn’t need to worry.