The legendary warrior

"Humph! Make it clear, then, exactly why you're here!" Ricky sneered.

"Well, now that my dear cousin has won the first place in the Outer Competition, of course I am here to congratulate him. However, I would also like to challenge his strength!" Nate said, smiling wickedly.

As soon as the words left his lips, Nate produced a sudden burst of momentum characteristic of the first grade of Blood Purification.

Since Nate owned a four-starred inferior spiritual meridian with fire nature, the momentum of his power burst naturally took on the shape of fire. Fused with the blood vitality of Blood Purification, his entire being transformed into something akin to a furnace, burning hot and sparking.

"You know this is not the place for this!" Grace said coldly, at the sight of Nate preparing for battle.

It dawned on Ricky that his cousin had come to humiliate him.

Having just won the first place in the Outer Competition, Ricky had surmounted on the first high point of his martial arts career. From hereafter, he had been given the opportunity to march forward.

Knowing Nate's strength, it would be highly possible that Ricky would be badly injured if he was hit hard.

Nate had come at the right time.

Nate had traumatized Ricky by betraying their friendship and stabbing him from behind. If he could drag Ricky down again when he just won the Outer Competition, he knew Ricky might stay down for the rest of his life whenever it came to cultivation.

For Ricky, his cousin's betrayal was worse than being killed. As the saying went, "To kill someone truly is to break his heart."

"Well, my little brother and the so-called genius of the Nan Clan, are you really going to hide behind a woman?" Ignoring Grace's words, Nate mocked Ricky and stared at him.

"Please leave!" Grace said it again, moving forward to assert herself.

But Sean stopped her.

"I'll take care of it, Master!" Ricky murmured, giving Grace a reassuring look.

Ricky very well knew that Nate's supporters included not only the second core disciples like Sean, but also those of the innate spirits. Ricky wanted Grace to stay out of this. It was his problem.

was only at the first grade of Blood Purification. It might be difficult for Ricky to

the first ranked outer disciple has brought you much confidence, little brother," Nate said with a cruel

the Death Arena now? Should we make a final bid for victory?" Ricky said solemnly,

beat you with just

Arena would be a bad decision. He was a warrior of Blood Purification and a disciple of an innate spirit. He was bound to lose face even if he won the battle, against his

was to discourage Ricky from practicing. That would be

immediately rose to the

Purification, his fingers transformed into talons those of a real bird of prey.

strength to do this,

the momentum that he generated, it was clear that this move was as powerful as that of

quiet. He was

and it would never happen again. Now, Ricky was an excellent warrior. He was no longer an underdog whom the Snow

"Boom!"

Nine-degree Body Refining Formula. Encapsulated in the orange glow,

Second Degree of Nine-degree Body Refining Formula Ricky used caught both Sean and Nate by surprise, because they had also been interested in this body refining

Apperception all encircled Ricky's right fist.

"Devourer Zone, devouring runes!"

runes in the Devourer Zone that

devouring runes. A strong force filled the air,

was shocked by Ricky's force, because it had seemed weaker

had been taken aback, shocked and

that his spiritual meridian possessed dual nature, but was also suitable for casting skills. If only he had a complete spiritual meridian! One could only imagine what amazing feats he would have developed by

rapid progress not fill Nate's heart with

a good thing It's a good thing his spiritual meridian was removed!" Nate said to himself, gritting his

the

"Boom!"

collided and exploded into a powerful roar, sending waves of

collision, Nate's eyes grew dark and more excited, knowing confidently that he could defeat Ricky

overestimated himself, and failed to anticipate the true strength of his opponent.