The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1957

"Who am I? I'm just an old man, so few people know me.

You can call me by my last name Fang like others do," the white-haired elder told Elder Saul with a smile.

Regardless of the circumstances, he was acting very kind.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Fang," Elder Saul greeted loudly from his spot several meters away.

As he spoke, he was trying to figure out where he had seen or heard of this old man before, but no matter how much he strained his memory, he couldn't think of a time.

'How has he stayed underground while being at the Immortal Transforming Realm? I know everyone at that level, ' Elder Saul thought as his face contorted with confusion.

"This young man is my friend. Can you do me a favor? Please let him go," the old man said to Elder Saul, keeping his posture very relaxed.

It was clear he wanted to avoid a fight.

"Mr. Fang, there is something you don't know about this young man. He is arrogant, cunning, and always steals other people's treasures and opportunities.

And that is without mentioning how much he loves killing innocent people. An elder and many disciples in our sect have been murdered by him. Moreover, he slaughtered many members from the ancient, top sects and four martial arts schools in the Middle Pilgrim Land. We're here for revenge.

If we don't kill him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to give the top-notch sects and the four schools of the Middle Pilgrim Land an explanation.

Please don't get involved," Elder Saul replied after a bit of thought.

He thought he had Austin in the palm of his hand and now things were about to get complicated for no reason.

However, he wasn't afraid of Mr. Fang. They were an even match.

"Actually, I already knew all of this about Austin. That is why I came.

I think you are the one who is a little extreme and out of control. This young man is weak compared to you and he was trying to survive.

Once cultivators had entered the Fallen Immortal World, they could choose to get the treasures or leave them. There is no rule against robbery, so you can't accuse him of that.

Killing is inevitable in trials and competitions between cultivators. I bet everyone here has taken other people's lives.

In order for a cultivator to become strong, they have to go through the cruelness of competition.

And lastly, this is a fight between young cultivators. We have no business sticking our noses in,"

Mr. Fang explained, crossing his arms over his chest and looking Elder Saul directly in the eye as if he were scolding him.

"Are you sure that you insist on getting yourself involved, Mr. Fang?" Elder Saul asked, raising his eyebrows.

Smiling knowingly, Mr. Fang turned to look at Austin.

"Ha-ha, yeah. This young man is my friend.

If his opponent was one of his peers, I wouldn't have intervened like this.

However, masters like you hurting him force me to become involved.

I can't walk away,"

he replied as his smile grew.

"Mr. Fang, you're making things more difficult for me.

You have heard what this young man said to me. He harbors a deep grudge against me, and if I spare his life today, he will come after me and kill me."

Mr. Fang cocked his head to the side as if he were considering Elder Saul's point of view; however, he quickly changed his mind and scowled.

If Elder Saul had a choice, he would avoid confronting another master at the Immortal Transforming Realm.

It would save him time and energy to walk away, but he was determined to kill Austin.

"Well, looks like we don't have any other choice."

Shaking his head, Mr. Fang sighed.

"In that case, let me see what you've got, Mr. Fang,"

Elder Saul countered, raising his hands.

Sizing each other up, the two elders stepped away from the crowd and began to think. They had reached the end of their ropes and they were going to have to fight it out.

The rest of the cultivators realized this and grouped closer together to watch. The fight would be incredible, both in a frightening way and an awesome way.

"Just hold on. Where have you come from? I didn't know there were such powerful cultivators in the East Mainland. It's a great honor to meet you, ha-ha."

Out of the crowd, a tall man emerged and waved to the old man beside Austin. He didn't appear friendly and Austin didn't recognize him.

"It's about time you arrived!"

Elder Saul exclaimed, throwing an arm over the man's shoulders.

"Look! It's Mr. Percy. Ha-ha. Now you're really in trouble because our vice dean is here."

Like a roar, the students of the White Tiger School all began cheering and chatting excitedly.