The legendary warrior

"Who? The spiritual potentates of your Wild Purple Devil tribe?"

Ricky asked, looking unimpressed.

"Actually, you guessed it right. They were the spiritual potentates of our tribe,"

Ronan replied with a wicked sneer. "My patriarch was one of them who defeated Adrian. His flesh and blood had been in our tribe's possession since then.

After all, that was a great spiritual potentate's flesh and blood. We kept it close to our chest for eons, and it was not until this era that circumstances changed. That is—we found his inheritance.

To take control of it, I have integrated his flesh and blood."

"Don't even dream about it!" Ricky firmly refuted his statement. "Today, you're not going to leave this place alive! And we will take Adrian's flesh and blood back from you!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, his body unleashed a surging power, and his four mutants immediately burst out. It bounced back Ronan's physical strength like it was child's play.

"What?! You have multiple mutants! There is really a creature who possesses multiple mutants!"

When Ronan saw Ricky's power, he could only gape at the spectacle in shock.

But from his words, Ricky gathered that his opponent had heard of someone with multiple mutants before.

"Were you the one who fought with Scales?"

asked Ronan out of curiosity.

"Oh, I think I know who you are referring to. Wow! I haven't heard of his name for quite a long time,"

remarked Ricky with a sly smirk on his face. "It looks like I'm kind of famous among you guys.

Anyway, since you have heard of me, you know that you have no chance of winning against me. So why don't you just kill yourself and save yourself from the pain?"

"Ha-ha! You must be joking!"

Hearing Ricky's words, Ronan burst into laughter as if it was the most ridiculous thing that he had heard.

But in his heart, Ronan was trembling. He knew that he was in a precarious situation.

skirmish he got involved in when he went to the human devils' ancestral land. His friend said that he had fought with a creature from the continent who had multiple mutants, and they were both

race. How did their strongest fighter get crushed? When Scales told him about this creature,

me

Ricky in a low voice. He looked serious and

was when he had fought with Steve from the Phoenix tribe. The hearty fight they had was incredibly satisfying. Now, he thought that he could have another awesome fight in this place. This young master

burst out from his body, spread out in the air, and pushed him into a fighting state, all in the blink of an eye. He flew towards

Roar!

throat, and he jumped up to confront Ricky's

most powerful weapon was their bodies.

the fourth time, and his

movements grew too fast for the naked eye. Every time the figures appeared, a strong collision burst out. Their fight was so intense that the entire space would

in the air. It was a beauty underlined by the violent airwaves that pervaded the entire transparent

physical collision went on for a

other, standing still so that their bodies appeared more than just silhouettes.

battle, their strength had noticeably increased to the limit, and their fighting spirit had grown even

gazes, staring deeply into each other's eyes.

almost as strong as Scales!' Ricky thought with a heavy

this moment, it felt like he was like facing someone as strong, if not stronger, as Mordechai. His opponent must be more terrifying, as

seemed to take

a sneak attack. He thought that after this, he would finally have both the strong

for him, Ricky, who he wasn't sure he could defeat, suddenly

any benefits. Devils typically had robust bodies, especially for the

believe that no creature from the continent could

gone toe-to-toe against him

go all-out. He went berserk again as his fighting spirit furiously roared. His body grew nearly sixty feet high, while his meridians expanded continuously as

poured out from his body and crushed everything in its path. It seemed like it could bring

is the fifth time he went

Ricky gasped

his Ultimate Golden Body at the sixth level, pounding his chest with his

confronted Ronan's body that had gone berserk five times. The power of their bodies permeated the air, making Jasper and Mike tremble as they tried to adjust their

Defeat that

the two of them

"Wild Purple Killing Fist!"