Chapter 2232
The masked man let out a long sigh as he narrowed his eyes at Fane. His gaze might have been so
intense that it caused Fane, even though he was quite a distance away, to turn toward his direction.
Despite the mask covering his face, Fane could still tell what expressionid beneath the mask just
by looking at his eyes.
Was it defiance? Jealousy? Perhaps bitterness?
Fane let out a coldugh. What did it matter if the masked man felt this way? A loss was a loss.
Fane''s cold smirk evoked the masked man''s anger.
"Are you very pleased with yourself? Do you think you''ve surpassed me? You''re faster than me,
which I can only attribute to your firm resolve. If you were really stronger than me, then why did you
always retreat whenever we fought in the past?"
The masked man''s voice was clear and loud, despite the distance between him and Fane.
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Fane raised an eyebrow, not angered by his words. "I know what the differences in our skills are,
but don''t forget the fact that your cultivation has always been higher than mine by a whole realm. If
the both of us were at the same level, you''d be the one running!"
"Nonsense!"
The masked man''s face rapidly reddened.
Fane could not be bothered to y along with the masked man and turned his head around. The
minutes and seconds slowly ticked away as Fane quietly waited for the second battle. Once
everyone who passed arrived at the 18-meter-point range, the second stage would formally begin.
Each of the Divine Warriors at the spot all exuded a vibrant purple,vender glow, and all of them
looked at each other with serious expressions.
Click!
All of them pulled out their swords, and the swords exuded a purple glow. Purple runes were etched
on the swords, filled with a mysterious power.
The pulling of the swords symbolized the start of the battle. Shockingly, none of them made a move
to attack, seemingly waiting for the challengers to attack.
Fane looked at the Divine Warriors in front of them with no intention of making a move. The warriors
at the 18-meter-point range looked the same as the ones they met at the first point, but the
weapons the warriors had in hand were different, as well as their fighting prowess.
The warriors at the previous challenge had all been at the initial stage of the innate realm, while
those facing them at that moment were already at the middle stage. However, they seemed to have
only just broken through to the middle stage and did not seem to have a very steady foundation.
Looking at the way the warriors looked at him, it was the exact same from before. Their disdain-
filled gaze gleamed with arrogance, not considering him to be a threat at all.
The first time Fane encountered those looks, Fane mentally cursed in his mind. They were no
stronger than he was, so why were they looking at him like that?
Of course, Fane finally understood the reason.
Those restrained warriors might actually be great masters in the Divine Void World, with abilities
that far exceeded everyone present. They were probably restricting their powers for the sake of the
Divine Void Slope, which is why they looked at everyone present like ants.
"I''m not going to wait anymore! Let''s see what kind of tricks you have up your sleeve this time!"
shouted a disciple from the Thousand Leaves Pavillion impatiently.
He then pulled out his one-meter-long sword and rushed right at the Divine Warriors in front of him.
A blood-red glow radiated from the sword as he shouted loudly, "Blood Wave!"
A bloody aura covered his body as the sword in his hand looked like it had been pulled out of hell. It
contained a wave of killing intent and thirst for blood as he shed right at the Divine warrior in front
of him.
"You''re just at the middle-stage of the Innate Realm! Show me what you''ve got!" the man shouted
out as he attacked.