The legendary warrior

"The appraisal for the intermediate Mortal Level casting masters begins now!" Elder Alexander said, coming to the front of the dais.

"Let me show you the real power of casting, you bastard!" Andrew growled ferociously, positioning himself directly beside Ricky.

Ricky didn't care about him at all. Instead, he looked at Bertha and walked towards her, standing in front of her casting table.

"Ricky, when you are casting, just do your best. Don't push your spiritual meridian to the point of no return!" Bertha said, reminding Ricky to be careful. Actually, she really didn't want Ricky to participate in this appraisal.

She was well aware of Ricky's talent. But it was practically impossible for him to become a casting master of the intermediate Mortal Level after only training for a few days with Elder Alexander. If primary casting masters wanted to cast an advanced weapon, they might exert too much of their spiritual power, which could irreversibly damage their spiritual meridian.

Ricky hadn't formed a strong spiritual meridian yet. If it got damaged, it would certainly affect Ricky's future in the world of Martial Arts.

"Don't worry, Bertha. I know what I'm doing. I just want to test myself in this assessment. It doesn't matter whether I succeed or not," Ricky said earnestly.

But he wanted to slap himself after saying this. The very reason he had wanted to join the appraisal was to get the Magic Spirit Stone!

"Long time no see, Bertha!" Andrew suddenly came over and stopped beside Ricky, looking all over Bertha with a perverted smile.

"Mr. Wu. Now you've caught up with me!" Ricky said with a sneer.

"Kid, I told you, I'll show you the real casting power!" Andrew hissed.

"I look forward to it. I do hope your casting skills are not as stunted as your height," Ricky retorted.

"I'll make you pay for what you just said..."

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will carry out three rounds of assessments. After three rounds, the disciple

again, I hope you can do your best in

Many of the participating disciples shouted in a deep voice, expressing their enthusiasm. They all shouted for the Magic

said, formally starting the appraisal.

weapon of the intermediate stage of the Mortal Level

……

They started to prepare and began to melt the

were higher stage

this, kid!" Andrew said to

his hand. Then all the casting materials on the table flew into the tripod. His hands

so advanced; it definitely wasn't produced by his own spirit energy!' Ricky told himself as he watched

his strength, which was not yet even at level of Blood Purification, he

he ranks

powerful beast fire from a demi-spiritual beast? That is the Lava Fire from Lava Snake—the demi-spiritual beast! The reason that Andrew is so good at

……

these murmurs, Ricky began to further understand. "Maybe all of the top four of the Casting Guild have this kind of

three and found that the flames that they channeled were all extraordinary.

Ivan's flames were black, looking rather ominous! And the color of Theo's flames were grey, giving off a death-like

make a move!" Ricky said to himself. "If I get the chance, I must

are way out of your league. How could a casting master of the Mortal Level's inferior stage dare to participate in today's appraisal?" Andrew gave one last insult, before finally

see

started to wave his hands. The scarlet flames surged and were channeled into the tripod with his