Martial Arts Worlds

Chapter 173 Hunter Sovereignty

"The boss wouldn't knock."

One of the men said.

Brutus picked up his gun from the table and walked to the solid-looking door.

With one hand, he touched the door handle, and with the second hand, aimed the gun at the door.

He suddenly yanked the door open and pointed the gun out of the door, but there was no one there.

The wind kept howling through the open door from the dark and empty hallway.

"What the hell?" Brutus clicked his tongue and lowered his gun. "I hate this place."

At that moment, Kiernan suddenly dropped from the ceiling, landed on Brutus' broad shoulders, and snapped his neck with a swift and deadly twist.

With his head facing the wrong way, Brutus dropped to the ground, lifeless.

[You killed Middle Stage Martial Grandmaster!]

[550 XP Acquired!]

"Brutus!"

The men around the table jumped to their feet and tried to find another gun but remembered that Brutus was the only one with the gun!

"Ptui!"

Kiernan spat on the dead corpse and turned to look at the men. He then closed the door and locked it tight behind him.

"Now that I look at him…" Gus narrowed his eyes. "Isn't this guy just some brat? There's ten of us; let's just kill him!"

"You should've picked up that gun, dipshit." Keefe said and cracked his knuckles.

Kiernan leaned against the door and banged his forehead against it.

"Hehehe!"

He couldn't help but smile and then turned around to look at them with that same ridiculing smile.

"There's more than I expected. Good. Very good."

Keefe lifted the table, causing all the drinks and cigarette butts to fall on the floor.

He then tossed it across the room, straight towards Kiernan.

The men jumped into action, but they all looked sluggish as they were under the influence of alcohol.

Kiernan stopped the flying table with one hand and tossed it back towards the group of men. The table smashed into one of the men, knocking him to the ground with a loud thud.

"It's like Devil Ritual all over again!"

Kiernan screamed and leaped into action as well.

The overwhelming amount of fists flew in Kiernan's direction, but instead of running away scared, he smiled through his white teeth and used his rock-solid defense.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

With his hands, elbows, and knees, he parried all the attacks with ease and left the group of men in shock.

They had never seen a defense as perfect as this.

However, when they looked to their side and saw their friends, they became extremely confident about their overwhelming amount of numbers.

Suddenly, Kiernan placed two of his fingers at one of the men's throats and cut through the flesh as if his fingers were knives.

"Lion's Scratch!"

The man dropped on the ground, holding his bleeding neck in agony, but he soon stopped moving and died in front of the horrified onlookers.

[You killed High Stage Martial Master!]

[400 XP Acquired!]

The second word on Kiernan's finger vanished—only Mortality was left, but he didn't seem to care as he reeled in his arm.

The arm started to rotate like a drill.

"Hyperion's Smash!"

The punch smashed into one of the men, sending him flying across the room with a sickening crack.

When the man crashed into the wall, he was already dead.

[You killed Low Stage Martial Grandmaster!]

[500 XP Acquired!]

And just like that, his third word on his fingers vanished—he couldn't rely on his tattoo anymore!

Ten minutes ago, Tattoo of Kiernan had a reset, and he had already used them!

"What the fuck is this kid made of?" Gus wondered in shock. "How can he kill one of us with just a punch!"

"I don't fucking know!" Keefe shouted back. "Just attack him! Punch at him!"

The man at the front attacked, and Kiernan defended with ease, but one of the men moved from his back and wrapped his arms around his body.

"Good!" Keefe lunged forward and punched Kiernan across his face.

"Ptui!" Kiernan coughed out blood. Enjoy exclusive content from empire

They tossed Kiernan to the ground, surrounded him, and pummeled him with kicks. Their kicks were brutal and unrelenting. They were definitely trying to kill him!

Kiernan desperately covered his head from the kicks and let his body tank most of the kicks. It still hurt like hell.

Yet, he forced a smile on his face and laughed.

"HAHAHAHAHA!"

Kiernan suddenly jumped to his feet and lunged at Gus with his mouth wide open. Gus looked frightened. Then, Kiernan bit into his face and ripped his nose off with his teeth.

"Iron Style, Cerberus Maw!"

Kiernan's teeth cracked and shattered. He then spat off the nose from his mouth, spitting out blood along with it.

"Ahhh!"

Gus fell on his butt, holding his bleeding face. He had just had his nose bitten off!

"What the fuck, man! Is he crazy? What the hell is wrong with him?!"

"I definitely need a dentist after this, shit." Kiernan spat off some of his shattered teeth. "I guess even Cerberus Maw technique hurts me. What a shitty body I have."

Keefe and the rest backed off from Kiernan. They realized that this kid wasn't normal. He is crazy!

"Ah, it hurts!" Kiernan screamed angrily. "I need to get stronger!"

"A-alright, let's end him!" Keefe yelled to his friends. "This bastard can't kill all of us!"

Kiernan licked the blood off his lips and turned his gaze down at his trembling right leg—it felt like it was on fire.

'This leg of mine is desiring to be used. Alright. I don't think my body can handle fighting all of them, as Iron Style is still hurting my body so much.

'Thus, I shall sacrifice you, my leg. I know you want it.'

Kiernan raised his right knee and turned to look at the men, who started to advance towards him. Even the noseless Gus was coming to him in anger.

"True Iron Style."

Kiernan softly whispered under his breath and slowly whipped his leg into a kicking motion.

"Hunter Sovereignty."

Swoosh!

Silence fell over the room as Kiernan's kick connected with the men's faces.

With a single kick, he silenced the world around him.