Born Sacred-Chapter 65: Fist Maniac!

Zara grumbled, "I don’t know what the Imperial Court of this Valorian Empire is thinking, creating a martial arts emperor. Are they looking for trouble?"

"Heh heh, when two tigers fight, one will be injured." Rose sneered, "The Valorian Empire Imperial Court may not have good intentions; they must have a backup plan."

"Are the Blade Saint and Sword God so foolish as to be manipulated?" Zara said incredulously.

"They are not foolish, but they have confidence in themselves. Even if the Valorian Empire Imperial Court has some conspiracy, they can break through it with sheer strength." Rose laughed, "After all, have you heard of any expert in the Valorian Empire Imperial Court who can contend with the double saint of the knife and sword?"

Zara was stunned, "That’s true."

Seeing that Smith had nothing to add, Noah began to arrange the action, "Challenge: Showdown at the Forbidden City is three days from now. This time we’ll act separately. You guys go and farm evaluation first, and we’ll meet up in the Capital then."

"I suspect that this instance will be very unsafe three days from now. Whether one of the Blade Saint or Sword God wins, or the Valorian Empire Imperial Court makes a move, they will conduct a great purge of the martial arts world. By then, it will be too late to farm evaluation."

Rose and the others nodded solemnly.

The instance couldn’t let them stay forever. Since the only condition for clearing the instance was to kill three first-rate experts, it meant that a crisis would appear then to clear them out, such as the great purge of the martial arts world that Noah mentioned.

"What about you?" Zara asked curiously.

"Me?" Noah smiled broadly, "Of course, I’ll be exchanging pointers through martial arts, testing the world with my fists."

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Since the instance map was very large, a lot of time would inevitably be wasted on the road. Therefore, Rose and the others did not delay and left immediately.

As for their target for farming evaluation, there was no doubt that it was the dark forces in Central Province.

They were all people from the Supernatural Management Bureau. They eradicated evil and punished the wicked in the real world, and they would not easily change their stance within the instance.

Noah was not worried about their safety. With their strength, even if they encountered a second-rate expert, they could escape if they couldn’t win. With Zara’s spatial movement, as long as Smith attracted aggro and didn’t collapse quickly, they could safely transfer.

The number of first-rate experts was too small, making the possibility of them encountering one extremely low.

Camelot City, Ward’s Martial Arts School.

On this day, the master of the school, Garrett Ward, was teaching martial arts to several of his direct disciples in the inner courtyard when he suddenly heard shouts and angry curses from outside, mixed with screams.

Garrett Ward’s heart tightened, and he quickly went out to check, only to see many disciples who were practicing martial arts in the school lying on the ground, either clutching their legs and screaming or holding their stomachs and wailing.

A heroic young man stood in the courtyard and turned his head when he heard the sound.

"An unknown nobody, coming to ask Master Garrett Ward for guidance."

"Audacious madman." Seeing the tragic scene in the courtyard, several direct disciples were already filled with righteous indignation, and one of them immediately rushed forward.

Then he fell down even faster.

Like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, the several direct disciples were all easily knocked down by Noah.

By the time Garrett Ward couldn’t help but step forward, he only lasted for a moment in front of Noah.

"You’ve angered this old man to death."

Looking at Noah, who strode away, Garrett Ward spat out a mouthful of old blood and fainted.

Ward’s Martial Arts School was just the beginning.

In just two hours, the major forces in Camelot City were all defeated by Noah. Except for some martial artists who were not within their own forces, no one escaped.

Noah did not stop and headed directly north.

Camelot City was just a county town. Above it were prefecture cities, provincial cities, and the center of this instance, the Capital.

Every city had a large number of martial artists, and there were even more strong individuals in prefecture and provincial cities, not to mention that many forces occupied famous mountains and rivers, establishing sects.

Before Rose and the others left, they also shared the information they had gathered with Noah.

Noah had also already drawn up a route, preparing to fight through all the major forces along the way until he reached the Capital.

Outside Greenhill Prefecture City, twenty miles away, at a roadside tea stall.

The scorching sun was intense, and there were many martial artists resting and cooling off inside the tea stall.

With more people, the conversation grew lively, and the topic quickly turned to the popular figures in the nearby region.

"Have you heard? Recently, a Fist Maniac appeared in the martial world. Starting from Camelot City, he has already overthrown dozens of forces, and he is probably already a third-rate expert." A Brawny Man with a Bushy Beard said with a face full of envy.

A third-rate expert, to someone like him who was not even in the ranks, was already a figure to look up to.

"Your information is outdated. Several third-rate forces have already been overthrown by the Fist Maniac." A swordsman in green provided updated information.

Everyone was in an uproar.

Forces that possessed a third-rate expert could be called third-rate forces. In this region, they were undoubtedly top-tier.

To think that they were overthrown, this was big news.

"Why do they call him Fist Maniac?" In a corner of the tea stall, a young man in brocade clothes who seemed to have just entered the martial world asked curiously.

"Because he only spars and doesn’t kill. Among the forces he has overthrown, many were injured, but not a single person died." The Brawny Man with a Bushy Beard did not hide anything: "It is said that this Fist Maniac is obsessed with martial arts.