Martial Art God Novels & Stories

Felix's piercing gaze fixed on Louis as he questioned, "If even a criminal understood that basic principle, how is it that you don't?" Louis's gaze hardened as he regained his composure. "Save your righteous nonsense for the afterlife. You can chat about morality with the devil once you're dead." Before he had even finished speaking, the older man vanished from where he stood. A second later, he reappeared, dangling mid-air with Felix's hand wrapped tightly around his throat. Louis froze, his face draining of color. This was no ordinary fight. The older man was not just some lackey—he was a Martial God, someone whose strength allowed him to dominate in any major city. Yet here he was, subdue

Eventually, they concluded that Alex had publicized a rather high-class incantation. If they had to classify it, it would be a Divine Martial Art. There was a universal measurement for the levels of martial arts, Royal was the lowest, Mystic came after that, Earth was second, and Divine was the highest. Many famous clans and ancient families of cultivators couldn't even produce a scrap of the Divine technique, let alone the entire thing. Hence, Alex was pleased that people were still interested in learning the art.

“Why would they not recognize me? They are my family.” “You were never a part of their family, at least that is what they remember.” Charon sighed when she just stared at him, “You see, when a god or goddess becomes discovered he or she joins the divine realms and leaves his or her mortal life. Thus, anyone who knew of his or her existence as a mortal must have their memory wiped out. Goddess Lenthe personally saw to it that everyone who knew the madam will have their memory of you removed.” “What??” Angelique was out of words. “How dare you?”

This was not an ordinary person. The man took his place beside Drake. “This is a master of martial arts,” Drake said, his smile widening. “Winner of the last international martial arts championship.” He gestured between Alexander and the man. see how valuable it is. Tell me, kid, am I not generous enough?” He grinned widely. Alexander looked at Drake. Then at the man standing beside him. He said nothing. But his mind was already made up about what to do with him.

"In front of the entire pack. With a silver blade. It’s going to be slow, and it’s going to hurt. I’m going to make sure you feel every ounce of pain you ever caused Halen." Ella began to shake. "No... please... Domine, we’re mates! You marked me at the ceremony! We have a fated bond!" Domine let out a cold laugh. "A bond? That wasn't a fated bond. It was a lie. I only have one true mate: Halen Rhodes." He paused, his gaze turning lethal. "As for you... you’re just a liar. A dead woman walking. I’m going to watch you die to avenge her."

This delighted David. When he saw that the 10000 mark was getting closer, he would be lying if he said he was not nervous. God Rank guardian! It was a realm that many people dreamed of, and he was about to reach it in just a few months. One had to keep in mind that he just got into martial arts a few months ago, and now, only five months later, was about to become one of the top martial artists in the world and become a God Rank guardian.

The wave of energy clash sent the elder and his fellow warriors tumbling back, hitting the ground hard and coughing up blood. The square was filled with the sound of jaws hitting the floor. Rainger and the entire Brown family stood in shock. Their top warrior, a martial general with major mastery, had been flung away by a single blow! What did that mean? "Could it be...a martial god?" the white-haired elder managed between coughs of blood, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and respect. "What?!" The Brown family members gasped together. A martial god-level opponent!? The adversary was none other than a martial god—a term that seemed too fantastical to believe!

The War God shook his head. “That’s right!” one of the Martial Gods said. “Once he unleashes that move, and his momentum reaches its peak, then it doesn’t matter how strong he is, as long as he doesn’t exceed the user’s level, he’s dead!” Good heavens! A great martial technique realm? It seemed as though he was training in the early stages of the War God. In other words, unless Yang Xiao was a peerless Martial Emperor. Otherwise, he would definitely die. Terrifying!

"There is more. It is... more than that!" The Sword Master seemed to be completely in a state of incoherent madness. He roared, "Do you know which is the most terrible technique in the ancient, the primitive, and the farthest times in antiquity? Do you know which of the martial arts methods drive the immortals, the emperors, and even the supremes mad? Do you know which is the only martial method in the Land of Infinity that is beyond the four levels, namely God, Heaven, Earth, and Human?"

"A friend of mine who learns martial arts once told me that Grandmaster is as powerful as a God. They can hurt people by flowers and leaves, and kill people a hundred meters away. They have powerful means. Only one can fight against a special armed force. They're incomparable." "Killing people a hundred meters away? It's bullshit! Fighting against an armed special force alone? Are you kidding?" This man didn't believe it. It was too outrageous. "You don't believe it?" Yun Nanfeng suddenly made a sound. Others could not help looking at him. Yun Nanfeng stooped to pick a blade of grass and played with it in his hand. Suddenly, he raised his hand! "Whoosh..." A harsh sound of striking in the ai