The Late Heaven Tribulation youths mind raced wildly as he thought of a way to free himself and his fellow sect members from this perilous situation, but could not think of anything in the face of the enemies overwhelming might.
Bang!
Another fist slammed down, shattering the formation’s barrier for good. The youth coughed up blood from the attack, as he had clearly used his all to defend against it.
“Run! I’ll hold them off as long as possible,” the youth cried out, instructing his fellow sect members to flee for their lives.
“So fucking boring,” one of the Barbarians boomed out with apparent displeasure as he looked at the fearful youths before him. His gargantuan figure hulked over the Honorable Alliance youths, making them look quite insignificant before him.
“We were promised glorious battles if we came here, but all we’ve run into are weaklings and cowards,” he scoffed in displeasure as he eyed the group before him. The Barbarian Race enjoyed brutal combat and fights to the death over anything else in life, and had been promised such a thing for entering this realm. However, most of the Honorable Alliance youths fled with fear or crumbled before their might, filling the Barbarians with constant disappointment..
“Let’s kill them and move on,” one of the other Barbarians replied.
The first barbarian nodded his head, and unleashed another awe-inspiring attack towards the group of youths, who watched it approach with widened eyes. A grave look appeared on the Late Heaven Tribulation youth’s face as he prepared to unleash a final attack of desperation as the fist arrived before him.
Boom!
An earth shattering power exploded outwards, not with fire and flame from colliding Qi attacks, but with pure physical power. A shockwave blasted against the land, fracturing it and knocking over anything in its path.
The Honorable Alliance youths were blasted backwards by the force of the attack, with the only one barely standing being the Late Heaven Tribulation youth. The youths eyes widened in shock as he stared forward, while the eyes of the three Barbarian Race geniuses narrowed as they stared forward.
The leading Barbarian’s gaze was locked onto a figure who had appeared before him, whose fist was pressed against his own. The newcomer had appeared at the last moment and blocked the Barbarians attack with a punch of his own, shocking the Barbarian as their physical mights were apparently equal, despite the fact the figure before him was less than half his size.
Two more youths arrived immediately after and stood to either side of the youth who had blocked the Barbarians fist with his own.
The three youths were all bare-chested males, who all had Peak Heaven Tribulation cultivations, and wore only yellowish brown robes on their lower half. Their upper bodies were completely exposed, revealing incredibly muscular bodies that brimmed with power. All of them had shaved heads, and each had a sprawling tattoo on their back, depicting something like a raging war-god.
“Who are you?” the leading Barbarian youth asked with narrowed eyes as he stared at the three newcomers, who stared back with heated gazes.
“Hahahaha, brothers, we finally found ourselves something good to fight,” one of the newcomers said with intense passion, ignoring the Barbarians question completely.
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