When everyone heard that Evan Yang had just injured Neil, looks of astonishment appeared on their faces. This was simply unbelievable—Neil was ranked eleventh in the First Palace, yet he’d actually been hurt by a newcomer? That was just too outrageous.
Victor paused for a moment, then laughed, "Neil, so it turns out you were injured by someone."
"Victor, I told you this has nothing to do with you. Don’t butt in." Neil snorted coldly.
"I can’t be bothered with you. I just want to see how you bully a newcomer." Victor chuckled, then fell silent.
Neil glared but didn’t respond. Meanwhile, everyone present mourned for Evan Yang, while also wondering how he’d managed to injure Neil.
As for Evan Yang, he floated a few feet above the ground, his four limbs hanging as if broken. Neil charged in, erupting with seventh-tier power and matching speed, but Evan wasn’t slow either—he dodged aside in a flash, avoiding Neil’s attack.
This left everyone amazed—a fourth-tier Earth-Immortal could actually react so quickly and dodge like that?
"You—fine! Let’s see how you block this time!" Neil, furious, erupted with tenth-tier power. Even Victor, watching from the side, muttered in surprise, "Seriously? Going all out like this?"
No one expected Neil to really get angry, especially over a newcomer. At the same time, they were curious about which branch of North Sect this newcomer was from to be so formidable.
Evan Yang had already calculated where Neil’s attack would land. With a flash, he dodged aside and appeared at Neil’s flank, smiling, "Sorry about that."