Martial Arts Worlds

"Tch!"

Alabaster flipped around, landing back on the foresty ground with his feet sliding through the damp leaves.

At that moment, the chained pillar came flying through the trees, shattering them into pieces, and headed straight to him!

Alabaster leaped over the pillar and witnessed it smash through a nearby tree with a deafening crash.

Its destructive capabilities were scary!

At that moment, the chained pillar stopped flying and headed back with a vengeance towards Alabaster.

Alabaster somersaulted out of the way just in time, narrowly avoiding being crushed by the pillar, and then Sabbath caught the flying pillar with his bare hands.

"You sure are a pain in the ass. What about this?!"

Alabaster grinned hideously, and once again, increased the temperature of Sabbath's body till it had already reached 45 degrees Celsius.

"Is this what you also did with my disciple?"

Sabbath asked as he slowly made his way to Alabaster, but he had to admit, this feeling was the worst, and he wanted nothing but for this feeling to go away.

'Kiernan suffered through this feeling for over two minutes. It is impressive, as any other of these young folks would've been done after two seconds.'

"Your disciple ruined my plans, and I promise you that I will have my vengeance one day. I don't know when, but it will happen!"

Alabaster shouted and then lunged at Sabbath, swinging his daggers as if they were part of his own body.

They came swooshing down, but Sabbath masterfully blocked them with the chained pillar, using its wide frame to protect himself.

Alabaster landed back on the ground, and with insane speed, he blitzed through the forest, looking like a blur of movement.

It was almost impossible to see him except for the constant footstep sounds that came from him as he raced through the trees.

Sabbath, with fever rising inside him, couldn't properly focus, and his reaction speed had decreased drastically.

It was getting hard for him to carry the pillar.

At that moment, Alabaster discovered an opening and immediately rushed for it, his dagger at the ready.

"Like I said, one-dimensional!"

Sabbath turned to Alabaster, as if he knew where he would appear, and then swung his wide pillar at him.

'That opening was a trap!'

Alabaster's eyes widened, but he was already in the lunging motion, so there was nothing he could do to stop his momentum.

He placed the dagger in the way of the pillar, but the pillar shattered its small blade and smacked him right at the side.

SMACK!

Alabaster coughed out blood with his ribs cracked, and he smashed through the ground, leaving behind destroyed land and a trail of red.

"You're an embarrassment to the Bulwark Tribe. I have met a few from that tribe, and I never wanted to meet another one like them.

"If you happen to meet someone from the Bulwark Tribe in the battlefield, there is a great chance that you might perish, but you… are weak."

Sabbath said in disappointment, walked right to Alabaster, and lowered the pillar next to him while Alabaster tried to climb back to his feet, greatly injured.

"Hah… You really don't know anything."

Alabaster said with a smirk.

"I don't? Well…"

Sabbath lifted the pillar above his head, and then his muscles strained with veins wrapping around his arms.

"Grow!"

The chained pillar started growing bigger and bigger until it was almost too heavy for Sabbath to hold.

It turned so big that it looked like a sudden skyscraper appeared in the middle of the dark, thick forest.

"Your conjured weapon sure is strange. Well, go ahead, and kill me!"

Alabaster said without a fear in his tone.

"I shall do that. As you wish."

Sabbath gritted his teeth and swung the pillar down, with everything under the pillar turning into dust and debris.

BOOOOOM!

The forest got leveled in a matter of seconds, and as the chained pillar returned to its previous size, the ground looked like a barren wasteland with nothing left standing.

In front of him, there were some crushed bones, blood splattered across the ground, and the overwhelming smell of destruction in the air.

Alabaster was dead!

"…"

Sabbath wrapped the chained pillar on his back and then turned around, starting his walk back to the Tiamut.

…

"?!"

A man sat up in shock and still felt his heart beat against his chest like a drum.

He looked around him and noticed that he was lying inside some kind of tent, but it was quite a large tent with different rooms inside.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, looking wide and muscular like a bodybuilder, but it looked like he even had too much muscle for a human being.

At that moment, the flap of the tent opened and a tall figure stepped inside, casting a long shadow across the floor.

"You're awake sooner than expected, Sacrael. It means something happened."

The tall figure asked.

"We lost, and my Alabaster body got destroyed. I don't know why there was another Martial King, no… I think he even might be Martial Legend, guiding a young man who defeated my chosen fighter."

Sacrael said with a deeply annoyed expression.

"That is… unexpected and troublesome. I know you couldn't use all of your strength with that weak Alabaster body, which we created for you as an alias, but still, I never thought that there would be someone strong enough to kill you in that weak country.

"Tribal Chief's thousandth birthday is happening in a year's time, and if you don't have a suitable birthday present by then, you will be banished from the tribe."

"I know!"

Sacrael cried out and stood up in anger.

"I will find a way to get my hands on that item."

"You could still choose to go after a different present. You don't have any access to God Island anymore, and brute-forcing it won't go well, as there will be Martial Emperors present."

"No! I don't want to give the chief any half-assed present. The prize of winning that Junior Martial Arts Championship is exactly what Tribal Chief needs for his sacrifice for the godhood ceremony.

"If I manage to give that to him, I can become a soon-to-be Martial God's second-in-command!"