The legendary warrior

'This is humiliating, but I have no choice. I have to swallow my shame, for I do not have the strength to defend myself against him yet.

Strength makes the world go round, and the weak are doomed to be oppressed. If they want to survive, they have to learn to endure.

Survival should be my priority right now because, after that, everything is possible, ' Ricky carefully reflected himself in his heart.

"Huh? I'm surprised you can still stand up. Perhaps, I'm being too charitable," remarked Lanny with a nasty smirk. As soon as he finished speaking, he put more pressure on Ricky with his domineering aura.

He was well aware that he couldn't kill Ricky while the other man was a disciple of the Misty South Palace, and especially not in such a public setting.

Thus, he traveled all the way here just to humiliate Ricky, intending to provoke the other man until he went berserk or to discourage him, at the very least. He planned to show that no matter how hard Ricky worked, he would always be superior, and Ricky's efforts would always be in vain.

Of course, Lanny went through all this effort, not because he was confident, but because he felt threatened by Ricky's talent.

Not only that, but he also believed Ricky had acquired Eli's inheritance.

Eli wasn't the best warrior in his era, but he was certainly one of the most powerful warriors at the Potentate Level.

And if Ricky possessed two spiritual potentates' inheritances, he would be an obstacle in Lanny's path. Even if he lacked talent, Lanny couldn't underestimate him. But he knew that Ricky was a genius.

That was why he had to nip this in the bud. He had to cripple Ricky before he became too strong. And he planned to do this by discouraging Ricky until he lost heart and gave up on martial arts.

Just then, a voice resonated from nowhere, carrying an energy that prevented Lanny's energy from reaching Ricky. "Lanny, the Misty South Palace is not a place for you to clown about.

As a mere mutant, you're quite daring."

The surrounding warriors who heard this cried out in disbelief, "What?! That's just Lanny's mutant?"

It seemed like the mutant had performed too well, and it had everyone convinced that it was stronger than most of the demi-saints.

And if Lanny's mutant was this strong, they could guess how much stronger Lanny himself truly was.

Lanny guy, ' thought most of the

when he succumbed to the energy

his mouth so tightly that his lips bled, and his nails

the truth hurts, kid. You just have to live with

have failed. However, there's still hope as long as you're alive. You will always have the chance to improve and get stronger," the Dragon Intent Grass comforted Ricky.

that pulled Ricky out of the spiral of his dark thoughts. He activated the bright ancestral spirit again, which helped him clear his mind of

gradually fell closed, and he couldn't help cursing his luck. Why did

The Third Mister!" Lanny disdainfully remarked as his gaze swept over the person

of the Misty South Palace, Lanny only

the others posed a threat to him, not

Third

that continuously swept about him added to his mysterious charms. The young man looked fresh and innocent, clad in all-white clothes and a pair of

you want, you are not welcome

one foot and stomped on the ground, trampling Lanny's mutant until it vanished into thin

rang

a match for your real body, but I can deal with your mutant without breaking a sweat," the Third Mister replied,

he turned to Steve, "are you leaving yourself? Or do you want me to see you off?"

said nothing more, knowing that he couldn't do anything. Instead, he shot Ricky a furious glare and

course, Steve had expected this to happen. He knew he couldn't do anything to Ricky in the Misty South Palace,

was that he and Lanny had

Ricky's expression earlier, Steve figured that the other man would find it hard to get over the lesson they taught

I hope that you can let it go no matter what he did to you. Don't live

place, you can have

Mister comforted Ricky through

Third Mister!" Ricky thanked the other

hope that you were just faking your reactions earlier, and you aren't as affected as you pretended to be," added the Third Mister before

this; the one who succeeds in the end is the real winner! So it doesn't matter how many times you fail. You will always have more chances to try again as long as you're alive. I am confident that you have a bright future ahead of you," Neil and the Fourth Mister added through telepathy as