Chapter 2085 Eager To Fight
Boom!
The cultivators gasped as the two masters shed in front of them.
All around them, dust particles floated in the air and small cracks spread around the void. It looked like
the two figures were performing a dance as they moved quickly through the air, sending powerful
attacks at each other.
It was soplex that some of the youngest cultivators that were watching couldn''t understand the
techniques they were using.
"Steward Van, victory is yours!"
"Come on, Steward Van! We believe in you!"
Before long, most of the young students were cheering for Steward Van and their hopes were rising.
The battle continued and strike after strike was given. Eventually, a loud groan was heard. Blood
gushed into the sky and Steward Van from the Blue Dragon School was seen stumbling backwards.
Suddenly, every human cultivator went silent.
When Steward Van looked in their direction, they could see how pale his face had be. Half of his
body was drooping and one of his arms had been ripped off by the creature. That half of his body was
drenched in blood.
"Ha-ha!
Is that all you''ve got, pitiful vermin? I guess I overestimated your strength. You lowborn creatures in the
Immortal End World are too weak!"
the tall, evil creature said before he leaped onto top of the badly injured Steward Van.
Using hisrge arms, the monster smashed in his head and crushed his soul.
Steward Van was dead before he could reply.
"Van!" an elder from the Blue Dragon School shouted, struggling to not rush forward.
Tears poured from his eyes and he hugged himself tightly.
However badly he wanted to check on his friend or avenge him, he knew it was not allowed since they
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had agreed the strongest cultivators could not intervene.
"So this is the real strength of the creatures in the Immortal End World? You''re too weak! It won''t take
more than an hour for my troops to invade your world!" the tall evil creature who had killed Steward Van
announced.
His chest rocked as heughed aggressively.
"I can''t believe that Steward Van died like that!"
The students of the Blue Dragon School were grieving heavily, unable to get a grip on what they had
witnessed.
Without giving them much of a break, another evil creature stepped forward and said, "I''ve cultivated
for two hundred years. Who dares to have a duel with me?"
He walked forward on two scaly legs and snapped his crocodile jaws hungrily.
Around him was a blood-colored energy storm and with each step he took, the earth shook.
Surprisingly, he was a rtively weak evil creature.
This was because they were unable to send their most powerful creatures through the space crack
safely.
"Let me fight!"
"Let me fight!"
Immediately, a bunch of young cultivators burst forward.
They raised their hands and eagerly begged for a chance to fight.
"I want to fight!"
Austin said, joining them.
"Boys! Boys, you are too young to fight him," Anderson told them over the racket.
His eyes swept over their young faces and he sighed.
Suddenly, his eyes rested on Austin.
They widened as he recognized him.
''When did this brate here?'' Anderson thought.
A smile slowly spread on his face.
He remembered seeing Austin in the East Maind and being impressed by his talent.
He had wanted to meet him again so he had gone to the Blue Dragon School; however, he quickly
learned that Austin hadn''t registered there. After asking the elder responsible for recruitment in the
East Maind where Austin would be, he received no answer.
It never urred to him that he would meet Austin here.
Upon meeting his gaze, Austin knew that Anderson recognized him. He returned the elder''s smile.
Anderson scanned his options and picked out a middle-aged man dressed in blue from an old,
topnotch sect of the Middle Pilgrim Land to fight the evil creature.
In an instant, the middle-aged man in blue scrunched his face into a frown and ran towards the
crocodile beast.
As he was running, he lifted his hands and released blue energy bubbles that shot at his opponent. The
crocodile easily avoided each one.
Smiling with several teeth, the crocodile-like evil creature raised his tail and developed bolts of lightning
that danced around it.
The middle-aged man skillfully avoided its swings until he hesitated and was hit by it.
With a painful scream, the middle-aged man''s body vanished into thin air.
''We lost again!''
None of the human cultivators could believe that they were being defeated so quickly. Not a single one
of them spoke a word.
''What''s going on?
Where have the evil creatures learned such impressive battle skills?''
Hopelessness rushed deep into their veins and they hung their heads.
The young cultivators who had wanted to fight were even angrier and prepared than they had been
before.
"Ha-ha! This is amusing.
Your middle-aged generation of the Immortal End World is too weak. If you continue to fight us, you will
only get yourselves killed!
I have a counter-offer. I will send my brave young men out.
They are strong. Who dares to fight them?
Come out young men from our Evil Abyss World. I want to see ten of you.
Your young men can take turns challenging them.
I will give you a chance, you poor weaklings. Maybe you will surprise me,"
the cold voice from inside the crack said.
Before they had a chance to answer, ten young evil creatures stepped out from the ck mist. They
were different from the first two. Instead of walking on the ground, they walked in the air, intimidating
the cultivators. They rubbed their hands together and eyed up the cultivators as if they were their prey.
They knew that they were superior to the human cultivators from the Immortal End World and they
didn''t hide their contempt at all.
''Now they''re sending out their young men? This is so humiliating!''
Feeling embarrassed, all the human cultivators, especially the young ones, clenched their jaws and
met the gazes of the ten young evil creatures with malice.
''They are way too cocky. They treat us as if we are nobodies.
Do they really think all the cultivators in our world are weaklings?
This is so humiliating!'' all the human cultivators thought furiously.
"I can''t stand it anymore! We have to do something!" one middle-aged men yelled, pointing at the evil
creatures.
Soon, all the cultivators were feeling enraged. This evil creatures from another world was too proud
and that would lead to their downfall. They were sure of it.
Suddenly, a tall and strong student from one of the four top schools rushed out.
"Fuck you! I don''t care if I die. I''ll kill you evil things and put you in your ce!" he roared as he ran
towards them.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
It didn''t take long for other young men to realize what he was doing and join in.
They had found a chance to pick up their pride and despite the danger, they were going to do it.
Even if the evil creatures didn''t know it, the people that had rushed forward had an advantage. They
were members of the four top martial arts schools and old, top-notch sects of the Middle Pilgrim Land.
They were elites among the younger generation.
Among them, Austin stepped forward and began thinking of ways to kill.
He was one of the young men that had been targeted and he wasn''t afraid to face his enemies.
''Well done, kids.''
The seven great masters at the Immortal Transforming Realm nodded approvingly as they witnessed
their youth stepping up to the te.
''At least, these young people are not discouraged after we lost two fights. Instead, they yearn to fight. I
feel proud of them.''