Chapter 2205


    "Who the hell are you?! You must be concealing your cultivation!" No way an intermediate stage of


    innate level disciple could beat him up like this. Not only did he sustain heavy injuries, but he also


    dropped his weapon. He would be aughing stock if words get out about this!


    Those who could enter the Secret ce for Resources were all highly-ranked among the n


    associations. He had naturally met those who challenged those above their levels. In fact, he


    possessed the ability to do so, but that was only rtively speaking.


    Every one of them in the Secret ce for Resources was all geniuses in their own right, and in the


    bearded man''s mind, a battle between two geniuses where one was fighting above his level was


    unheard of. Unless that genius was someone like the masked man, who by talent alone was


    already enough to overwhelm him, and who had deliberately downgraded his own cultivation to


    enter the Secret ce of Resources.


    At that time, everyone had their hands full with their own battle, so the only people who saw what


    happened between the bearded man and Fane''s battle were only Frank and others who were


    closest to him.


    ''Fane actually made the bearded man drop his weapon?'' Fane widened his eyes and stared at


    Fane and the bearded man incredulously. He was still


    fighting the two Corpse Pavilion disciples who seemed to have an upper hand. Although his talent


    put him at the top of the ranking in the Muddled Origin n, he was still no match for the Corpse


    Pavilion disciples whose talent was above average.


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    He was losing ground, and almost beaten to the point of coughing up blood, while one of his arms


    was bleeding profusely from a sword wound. The pain caused his forehead to wrinkle, and cold


    sweat to run down his face. He never expected that the cocky bearded man would ever lose to


    Fane.


    "How is this possible? Was the bearded man bluffing about his own powers?” asked the shocked


    Frank.


    Judging by the astonishing look on their faces, the two Corpse Pavilion disciples opposite him also


    saw what happened. The others might not know, but the two of them knew that the bearded man


    was among the top thirty formal disciples in the Corpse Pavilion. Even thebined power of two


    of them was not enough to suppress the bearded man, what was more to say Fane did it single-


    handedly.


    "That kid is stronger than Brother Zamian!” shouted the Corpse Pavilion disciple on the left. It was


    only then Fane realized the bearded man''s name was Zamian.


    Zamian gritted his teeth and raised his head. He heard what his junior brother had just said, and


    suddenly felt that he had been humiliated as if he was pped on the face several times. ''It''s all this


    bastard''s fault! I wouldn''t be humiliated if it wasn''t for him!''


    He went ballistic. He squatted down suddenly and picked up the mountain-breaking ax from the


    ground. With a roar, he activated the internal energy in his body, and a ferocious me surged from


    the ax once more. This time, his power was fully activated, and the me formed a real dragon


    phantom mid-air!


    "Die, you bastard! There''s no way you will survive now that I’ve unleashed my full power!"


    Fane scoffed and said, "What makes you think I''ve unleashed my full power just now? It seems that


    you are quite confident in yourself!"


    His words were like adding insult to injury and it made Zamian''s already pale face even paler. He


    might not have believed it if it came out of anyone else''s lips.