The legendary warrior

Clang!

In the jungle the air was heavy and moist. Sunlight shimmered through the vast canopy of leaves. All around were trees tall enough to dwarf the highest building. Vines and underbrush made footing unsteady. From every direction, one could hear the hums and chirps of insects, the songs of birds and the myriad sounds of mammals. And, of course, the sounds of battle. Ricky and Jim were fighting, one would strike or feint, then move quickly to try and gain or regain the advantage. The impact between knife and sword sent sparks flying as if they were trying to shape iron... or gold.

Hiss!

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and a huge crack opened in the ground. Ricky's saber met Jim's sword again. And they both were thrown back by the force.

The onlookers could see that both of their arms were trembling due to their exertions.

"If that's all you got, Jim, maybe you should throw in the towel! Give up your status in the Snow Sect, and I might not kill you," Ricky sneered, looking at Jim's gloomy face.

As for the two young men standing on the sidelines, they were dumbfounded. Connie's disciples were no less stunned.

Among outer disciples in the Snow Sect, only those who were in the top ten would have been able to fight with Jim for so long. And it shouldn't be possible even for those who attained the ninth grade of Skin Refinement to beat Jim.

And now, Ricky did it at eighth.

Hearing Ricky's taunt, Jim said nothing. His credibility was already in doubt. He boasted that he could take Ricky down with a single blow. Well, they'd traded multiple strikes back and forth.

Now, the only way he could redeem himself was to kill Ricky.

Clank!

Jim flew into a rage. And the sword in his hand began to make a huge thumping sound.

When the sword was making the sound a white light formed and enveloped the sword.

That light was definitely not the gathering of spiritual energy. It was another kind of power. The light was emitting strong power and seemed to be drawn to Ricky. That fact made him shiver.

is it?' Ricky shifted his focus from combat and

that the sword-light

said suddenly, with a suspicious doubt yet

the spiritual energy from the heavens and earth to gain supreme power. If he combined the energy with his weapon, he'd

weapon was

Apperception in the second level and the Soul Apperception in the

a certain level of comprehension and feeling about the weapons they used, the connection between the warrior and the

be shown as

grades. After completing all ten grades, warriors would reach the Intent Apperception. By then the force would show itself as the sword-intent. After another ten grades of the Intent Apperception, it would be the Soul Apperception. When a warrior reached the top of these three

Those who mastered the Intent Apperception were someone of greater comprehension. Those

the Soul Apperception, no one in the Misty South had ever

Ricky figured it out,

heard of its power,

there's not much sword-light in that sword right now. I can feel

the Wind!

marshal his power against Ricky. He leaped and cut at Ricky, long sword

hesitate. He immediately gathered his spiritual energy and turned it into flames that ran up and down

and iron clinked. The long sword collided with Ricky's long saber.

they didn't meet and stop halfway. Ricky's saber was no match for the sword, and broken into three pieces, and fell to the ground. Only the

this the power of the sword-light?" Ricky said,

The power is beyond the comprehension of a loser like you. A worthless piece of crap with no spiritual meridian!" Seemingly gaining

Jim growled and swung his long sword

Ho!

coming toward him, Ricky calmed himself. He took a deep breath, then turned his whole body red. This time, the color was deep red with a hint

method, but also trained the First Degree of