The Supreme God novel Chapter 212

It was Andrew Nan, the top fourth outer disciple!

Marvin had no choice but to reluctantly go back to his seat. During the time since he was defeated by Austin, Marvin had done his best and used all the resources he had to cultivate himself to the level he felt he needed to be. He finally achieved his goal only to have this chance slip through his fingers.

He had planned to defeat Austin in the Top Ten Outer Disciples Ranking Challenge. He could have taken this opportunity to get revenge on the shame Austin had attached to his name.

But Austin did not show up as he expected.

After Marvin stepped back into his seat, the challenge to the top fourth immediately began.

'Of course, there will be fierce fights between the outer disciples. Each one of them has powerful cultivation levels, but despite that I will win this fight, ' Andrew said to himself before he stepped into the fighting circle.

The higher their rank was, the more powerful the outer disciple was.

Of course the one who dared to challenge the more powerful ones were thought to be stronger. Most of the outer disciples had estimated their strength and felt confident in themselves.

These fights are not without rules. Generally, killing was not allowed in the Top Ten Outer Disciples Ranking Challenge.

The reality of it was that it had been difficult to make sure that accidents did not occur. Deaths during the fights could happen, especially when one could not control his weapon or fights accurately.

There had been outer disciples who had answered a challenge only to accidentally die, or become disabled.

In this way, if one was not confident in his own strength, they should not take the risk to go into the arena. If someone wanted to try out their skills within a challenge, it would prove to be dangerous and possibly fatal. In other words, most of the challengers were confident in their abilities and believed themselves to have outstanding strength.

Too quickly, the challenge to the top fourth ended with Andrew's victory. He successfully defeated his challenger and maintained his position within the Sun Sect. . .

Next, the challenge for the top third.

The top three outer disciples would immediately be promoted to principal disciples.

After the next challenge was announced, the audience within the Martial Arts Square felt their excitement soar.

The gazes of all the outer disciples became focused and thousands of outer disciples started to stare more intently at the fighting court with great expectations.

Even Sect Leader Theon Xiang and the six Elders focused their attention onto the arena to see who the next challengers would be.

Although the previous fights were wonderful and highly entertaining, in the eyes of Theon and the six Elders, the fight seemed like children's games.

Even a few of the Elders kept their eyes averted until it was announced that the challenges for the top third were starting.

The top three positions were important since they were considered important by the high-ups of the Sun Sect.

Some even believed that the top three positions could be made up of the most elite cultivators the outer disciples have ever seen.

"Ha, ha, the moment I've been waiting for is finally here," an ordinary-looking outer disciple murmured in a low voice as he sat in the top ten seating area beside the arena.

In front of him, there was a sign on the table that said, "No.1."

Austin, who was in the corner of the Martial Arts Square also pursed his lips and could not fight his smile from surfacing. He also found himself excited for the challenge of the top third to begin.

After a while, the first challenger stepped into the fighting circle.

It was an eighteen-year-old disciple. He had a pretty face, red lips with even white teeth. His skin was flawless, and he wore silk clothing which could mean he came from a wealthy family and maybe he was a young master. Under the gaze of thousands of people, he tried to show his good manners.

He had been a womanizer and what he liked best was chasing the ladies.

The main purpose why he came first to the arena was to impress the female disciples with his good manners, making it easier for him to interact with all he encountered.

His cultivation was at its peak, standing at the eighth level of the Energy Gathering Realm. Arrogantly, he felt he could break through the ninth level at any time.

Therefore, he was confident to accept this challenge.

If he could successfully be ranked at the top third, it would be easy for him to charm the ladies within the Sun Sect. . .

Shoop!

As the sound of friction between his clothes and the air rang out, a figure quickly jumped onto the fighting court shorting after the first disciple did. As soon as he entered the arena he began jumping up and down.

The second disciple was also a young man. His skin looked tanned and his body was strong. Both disciples stood in front of the other while the second disciple look at the first with disdain.

"Hm! A weakling at the eighth level of the Energy Gathering Realm. Do you think you are qualified to accept this challenge?" the second disciple sneered.

The first disciple, the one with the pretty features, instantly became furious at his opponent's words.

At the same time, the first disciple was a little worried since he sensed his opponent already achieved the ninth level of the Energy Gathering Realm.

It was unexpected that he would meet a tough opponent during the first round. The first disciple swallowed secretly and began amassing his vital energy. Soon his vital energy filled his whole body.

"Hm! You might as well give up now, unless you choose to be humiliated later," the second disciple said coldly.

As his opponent threw taunts his way, the first disciple clenched his hands slightly as a great vital energy force burst out of his body. The unexpected release made his heart beat faster.

The second disciple had been laughed at due to his tanned skin, so he hated anyone who resembled his tormentors. Looking at his opponent before him all he could see were those who laughed at him.

"Stop speaking, and let's fight!"

The first disciple was fed up with words. He sensed his opponent's powerful energy, but he refused to give up and admit defeat.