The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 2060

Even though the red demonic mouse suspended in the air was only in the form of a shadow instead of its real one, the aura it was exuding still revealed its entire magnificence and regality. As a matter of fact, its eyes contained great ambitions and various laws of the world that appeared and disappeared over time.

However, an aura of gloom and cruelty enveloped the tomb.

As the red demonic mouse hovered, endless blaring thunder and lightning struck down as if it was a strong blast of waterfall surrounded the body of the mouse, making it look like a deity.

"Yes…"

The demonic mouse then heaved a very deep sigh.

The sigh felt heavy as it contained countless of complex emotions, including memories especially of sadness and loss.

"If I am not mistaken, you people have come to get the inheritance of our great red demonic mouse. Correct me if I am wrong,"

the demonic mouse in the sky finally spoke in a slow tone.

The voice felt like it had passed through endless years from the distant savage era as it reached everyone's ears.

"Oh, my God! What happened, sir? What's going on? Are you still alive?"

a disciple asked in horror, scared and almost petrified.

The demonic mouse chuckled once, finding the thought of being alive completely ridiculous. "Alive..."

As the question passed through its mind, unpleasant memories popped up and stirred. For a while, the red demonic mouse stared into the distance in silence for a short while. Even then, the red demonic mouse did not get angry.

As the reminiscing had passed and the red demonic mouse was brought back to reality, its shadow spoke once more in majestic voice.

"It has been such a long time since our race of the red demonic mouse has started to decline and more so in the present. Even all those time passed, it is still difficult for me to believe that our bloodline has become so thin now.

Still, I began to accept that our entire race have lost the ability and initiative to advance in cultivation, and that there is no longer a descendant from our race worthy of inheriting my martial skills.

Therefore, in this case, I am willing to teach and pass my skills down to the elite disciples of other races.

However, since life has taught us how one deserve what he or she can offer, there is one condition for you to obtain my skills.

Before you can get it, you need to defeat the avatar that I have left."

Everyone in the platform exchanged surprised and excited looks, feeling very happy to hear that they could have the chance to obtain such skills.

Then again, it also meant that those on the this platform had the equal opportunities to inherit such skills as long as he or she could satisfy the red demonic mouse's condition.

Floating high up in the air, the demonic mouse waved its claw in one swift motion.

Bang! Streaks of light flashed in the void beside the tomb and quickly began to tangle and intertwine.

Not a minute long, a battle ring formed by law power appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The crowd reacted in awe.

Whoosh!

As the battle ring completely formed and stood, another red light beamed.

A thin young man appeared and stood on the center of the battle ring as soon as the light faded down. Judging by his stance, the man was confident and full of pride with his eyes shining in the distance.

The shadow of the demonic mouse hovered closer to the ring and pointed at the young man.

"Standing before you all was me when I was young.

The rule is simple. Any one of you who can defeat the younger version of myself will be qualified to obtain my inheritance,"

the red demonic mouse said slowly. 'His young self?' They all though and looked at each other in confusion.

As they stared at the young man in red, standing with pride inside the battle ring, everyone could not help but feel shocked.

Back in the ancient times, the red demonic mouse was one of the ten ancient chaotic creatures. Their real strength were extremely powerful to the point where they could shake the earth.

However, the power of the red demonic mouse standing inside the ring might not be as strong for it was still young, even younger than most of them on the platform.

Some gained confidence at the thought of this. After all, all the disciples from the four schools were all outstanding among the younger generation of the Divine Continent, more so for the twenty seeded disciples.

What's more, before entering the four major schools, every single one of them was outstanding in their previous sect.

Growing up in an environment where they were looked upon and respected, it was no doubt that they were all filled with arrogance and high ambitions.

As a result, almost every disciple on the platform began to feel restless and a little eager to move and take action.

Even the followers of some of the disciples started to boost themselves up. After all, few of them who joined the four major schools were really willing to serve others. They all hoped that one day, they could become full disciples, or better, even stand out and become real masters of their generation.