At Sun Sect, there was a legend about the top outer disciple from the last term. It was said that he was a common disciple—a homeless orphan without any background.
The legend shared how he stood head and shoulders above the rest within two or three years of joining the sect. What had surprised everyone was that he had made such tremendous improvement based on his efforts. In this time, he had become the most eye-catching outer disciple with lots of glory and excellence.
However, after his accident, there had been no further news about Austin.
Most outer disciples didn't know where he went. Some disciples said that he had left Sun Sect. Others claimed that he had died.
Most disciples had never met this legendary disciple. They only knew that his name was Austin Lin.
Was this person Austin Lin?
All the outer disciples stared at Austin. They found it hard to believe that this youth with an ordinary and calm appearance was the famous Austin they had heard about.
They couldn't see how this person was the renowned topmost outer disciple who was outstanding and matchless.
Many disciples had been encouraged and influenced by Austin Lin's legend.
In the past two or three years, many outer disciples from ordinary families tried to follow Austin's example secretly.
They swore that someday they would be just like Austin and that they would earn the same level of respect as Austin had.
"Tin... Are you... Are you that legendary Austin Lin?"
Herbert stared blankly at his friend and said doubtfully.
He even studied Austin up and down, and left and right.
"I told you long ago that my name is Austin Lin."
Austin replied.
"No, Tin. I don't ask for your full name. I'm asking if you are that legendary Austin Lin!"
"What? This? That? Stay away from me. Don't bother me!"
Austin said impatiently.
"Austin Lin! You are greedy enough to kill your work fellows for your interest. Do you admit your guilt?"
Suddenly, Steward Johnson Su, who had been glaring at Austin coldly all this while shouted. Simultaneously, his strong aura appeared from his body and rushed toward Austin.
Austin felt as if a mountain was pressing him down. It became difficult for him to breathe. He hurriedly summoned his vital energy to cope with this aura.
"Steward Su, why did you say that? Are you trying to frame me?"
Austin finally rea
s after his recovery, the martial skills that Austin had practiced most dedicatedly were Cloud Swordsmanship, Wind-commanding Skill, a bodily movement skill, and the Spiritual Sense Flying Needle which was suitable as a stealth attack.
"Huh, you are biting off more than you can chew."
As soon as Johnson stopped speaking, the dark spectral claw in front of him expanded quickly and tried to grab Austin.
The claw was tangled with violent black vital energy. As it rushed toward Austin, it rubbed the air rapidly and made a squeaking sound.
When the black spectral claw reached the air above Austin, its size doubled.
Under the fierce vital energy, Austin's clothes were torn to pieces and turned into flying butterflies.
In a second, Austin's clothing was like a fish net with thousands of holes, and his fair-skinned muscles were exposed.
Looking at the black spectral claw above his head, Austin
took a deep breath and poured all the vital energy in his body into the long sword.
"It's time to die."
As Johnson howled, the spectral claw roared and rushed toward Austin.
Austin also roared and swung the long sword in his hand. It struck the part of the black spectral claw with the weakest vital energy.
Johnson was terrified when he saw that Austin had instantly found the part of the Spectral Claw with the weakest vital energy.
Suddenly, Johnson felt a severe inexplicable pain in his mind. His focus wavered and the spectral claw's momentum became weaker.
Everyone present thought that Austin would surely die from the steward's attack.