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."

ignore him. We do," Vivian

with a cold harrumph.

chose to take up with Lewis and Vivian because he thought Vivian was hot. As Ricky didn't seem

see they were sincere. He was going to turn them down, but he'd be embarrassed after they were so friendly

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the fourth grade of Skin Refinement! Let

Lewis roared as he met it, using his spiritual power to inflict damage to the great

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to be a creature at the fourth grade of Skin Refinement!" Vivian

more than ten beats of Skin Refining, all at the fourth grade. Lewis

full," Lewis said. Then he saw something, and his shout echoed through

heard something very different

hiss, and the sound

had to be at least five feet long. Its tongue darted in and 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, so mother nature let it keep its venom

grade of Skin Refinement, if not more. You don't want to

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

he glared at Ricky, arms crossed. He

You finally couldn't stand to keep quiet, ' Ricky seethed inside.

fight that thing, it's like watching

Luther." Vivian also scolded him. He'd probably lost any chance he had with her by now.

own weight. We're not gonna carry him. If he dies, we can always

about their personal squabbles. It had been steadily advancing on them as they bickered among themselves. Any closer and it would be attacking at least one of the

"Let me at him!"

fine steel saber from

Lewis exclaimed as he wanted to draw Ricky back

also exclaimed out of concern.

said, apparently unconcerned