The legendary warrior

Three people made their way towards Ricky: a strong young man at the fourth grade of Skin Refinement; a pretty young girl in a light yellow skirt who could match the girl on the mountain peak just now; another young man in white raiment with a nice look but a grim gaze. The power radiating from the one in white was palpable—he was at least at the fifth grade of Skin Refinement, if not the sixth.

"Hey, buddy!" The strong one greeted Ricky with a smile.

"What's up?" Ricky asked.

"We're going hunting. Fierce beasts live deep in the snowy mountains. We could use a little practice and make some money to boot. Wanna come along?"

"I'm headed for the snowy mountain too," Ricky said with a smile.

"That's great! With four of us, we'll probably beat whatever comes our way," the girl exclaimed after hearing Ricky's response.

"So it's a done deal. I'm Lewis, by the way. This is Vivian. And that's Luther over there, the most powerful one of our little group. Don't let the mean look fool you. He's actually a good guy, ha ha!" Lewis said with a smile. "And I didn't catch your name?"

"Ricky!"

Upon hearing Ricky's name, Luther finally opened his mouth, as he gave the stink eye to Ricky. "Well, if it isn't the waste of blood.

Forget it. We don't need this guy. He doesn't have a spiritual meridian. He'd only slow us down.

Besides, this presumptuous piece of crap even wants to fight Wade!"

Luther sneered.

After hearing Luther's words, Ricky frowned, really wanting to put this guy in his place.

Lewis and Vivian were quite embarrassed by Luther's ranting. Word traveled fast, and they knew all about Ricky. He'd beaten Hurley, which was no mean feat. They thought he might be an asset.

Thinking quickly, Lewis draped an arm around Ricky's shoulders as a friendly gesture. "And sometimes Luther can be an asshole, too. Don't let it throw you."

Just ignore him. We do," Vivian

with

to take up with Lewis and Vivian because he thought Vivian was hot. As

he'd be embarrassed after they were so friendly to him. Giving the

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Leopard at the fourth grade of

fierce snow leopard charged the group of four. Lewis roared as he met it, using his spiritual power to inflict damage to the great cat's vital areas, and using his spiritual power to deflect

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at the fourth grade of Skin Refinement!" Vivian exclaimed. She dropped into a fighting stance. "I

encountered more than ten beats of Skin Refining, all at the fourth grade. Lewis and Vivian usually took care of them, and Ricky was too slow

full," Lewis said. Then he saw something,

different from a

loud, raspy hiss, and the sound made

out, and black glutinous venom spilled out, melting the patch of ice and snow it fell on. The boa's constriction abilities were less useful in finding food than they could have been,

You don't want to let it bite you—its venom kills!" Watching the boa, Lewis swallowed his saliva, saying, "Luther, I think

easy, Lewis. Don't we have a helper? It's his turn to show off his martial

ironically as he glared at Ricky, arms crossed. He spat the last

stand to keep quiet, ' Ricky

about? Ricky came along because he trusts us. If you let him fight that thing, it's like watching him commit suicide," Lewis complained after hearing

Luther." Vivian also scolded him. He'd probably lost

He should pull his own weight. We're not gonna carry him. If he dies, we can always find another

had been steadily advancing on them as they bickered among themselves. Any

"Let me at him!"

Boa while drawing a fine steel saber

draw Ricky back only to find his warning was barked

also exclaimed out of

idiot!" Luther said, apparently unconcerned with Ricky's fate.