The legendary warrior

Chapter 62 The Collision Of Bodies

Weldon stopped in his tracks after hearing the voice. He reluctantly said to Agnes, "Fine. You've won."

Weldon lost face completely today. He had gone back on his word and attacked Agnes before she could finish her second move. But even so, Agnes had easily defeated him.

Now, in the outer disciples' eyes, Weldon, who used to rank third, had become far too weak.

But they were even more surprised at the revelation that Agnes was so powerful.

Ricky had his own thoughts about the sudden strength of Agnes. He speculated that Agnes's success could be attributed to having made great progress with the help of the Sacred Blood Crystal.

...

"You did well," Agnes said lightly, and walked off the arena.

Meanwhile, Ricky was focusing on Rufus, the first ranking outer disciples, who had just stopped Weldon.

Rufus and Weldon were members of the Casting Faction, and so both were destined to be Ricky's foes.

Rufus was dressed in tight gray clothes. He looked very handsome, seeming to be a little younger than Ricky. His black eyes gleamed with confidence and a hint of arrogance.

"He is strong enough to challenge warriors at the first grade of Blood Purification," Ricky concluded, once he had observed Rufus carefully for a few moments.

Rufus seemed to sense Ricky's gaze. He turned his head to look back at the young warrior observing him from the sidelines.

But it was only a glance, and then he looked away.

With Elder Evan's announcement of Agnes's victory, the disciples snapped back into reality from their stunned reverie.

The reality was that Agnes currently ranked third in the outer disciples, while Weldon temporarily held the sixth place in the outer disciples.

"Next, who would like to challenge the top three?" Elder Evan asked.

"Me!" Ricky said, stepping forward.

"Alright then! Which rank would you like to challenge?" Elder Evan seemed to look forward to Ricky's choice. He leaned forward in his seat.

"I would like to try the second place of the outer disciples." Ricky smiled. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"Second place! Come forth!" Lean stepped forward, glaring at Ricky coldly.

If something was meant to be, it would happen. Although Lean didn't want to battle Ricky right then and there, it didn't mean he was afraid of Ricky.

...

The two warriors walked to the center of the arena, warming up the crowd again.

"Their battle will be the ultimate competition between body refining!"

"For sure! Lean's body refining is invincible among the outer disciples, while Ricky's secret body refining cultivation method is also remarkable. This is so exciting! This battle will determine who becomes the top one!"

Feeling the fierce atmosphere between Ricky and Lean, many disciples began to chatter excitedly about their battle.

On the dais, Zenith and four other Elders were also intently watching. They just wanted to find out the limits of Ricky's Nine-degree Body Refining Formula.

"After this battle, I will become the top one of body refining among the outer disciples," Ricky said arrogantly to Lean. Both warriors were warming up, eyes fixated on each other.

"What a joke! How arrogant you are, you fool!" Lean retorted coldly. "Do you really think you are invincible, just because you cultivated some ridiculous body refining method?

Today, I will let you know what the true meaning of body refining is. Oh, yes. Let's see who will really emerge as the top one of body refining among the outer disciples!"

Lean's power began to surge as he was talking.

Transparent spiritual energy morphed into shapes of dragons and tigers, surrounding Lean's body. He seemed to transform into something like an elaborate sculpture with energy undulating around his figure. From a cool transparent mist, his energy changed into a blinding light as bright as the sun.

A strong, pure masculine energy emerged from his body.

"This is the cultivation method at the advanced stage of the Yellow Level! It was cultivated by Lean, named Pure Masculinity."

"It is said that by cultivating Pure Masculinity, its energy will infuse into your system, increasing your body's power."

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"Pure Masculinity? Do you cultivate it by drinking piss?" Ricky said, mockingly.

"Ha-ha!"

Those present burst into laughter after hearing Ricky's teasing. Even the four Elders shook their heads speechlessly, concealing their smiles.

"Ricky's insults are really clever," some disciples commented.

"Oh Master, Ricky is always making trouble for himself, regardless of the occasion," Heather said to Grace, rolling her eyes. She wished Grace would reprimand Ricky after the competition for acting so silly.

"Maybe it's just his psychological tactic," Grace said kindly, trying to appease the girl.

...

Lean became absolutely furious at Ricky's mockery.

"I'll rip up your foul mouth, bastard!" Lean said fiercely.

"Well, that depends on how good you really are, Piss-drinker," Ricky replied faintly.

With this, Ricky's power was also surging. The scarlet lights instantly flashed forward, and collided with Lean's transparent lights.

"Pure Masculinity-the Third Level!"

With a roar, Lean threw his first heavy punch. He began his attack on Ricky.

Not to be outdone, Ricky also threw a punch.

Bang!

The sound of gold and iron smashing together rang loudly. Their fists met with great force, producing ripples of vibrations and explosions of air.

They both skidded back a few steps, leaving heavy tread marks on the arena.

But neither of them paused, not even for a second. Their fists again made contact in a brief moment. The collision of these two mighty warriors was frightening to behold.

With every collision, the two men were knocked back. But they kept rushing forward to fight again.

Their speedy figures zoomed endlessly across the arena. The sound of the fists clashing constantly echoed in the eardrums of everyone present.

The outer disciples had all grown numb at watching collision after collision. This was not something they could see in daily life. After Ricky kept on surprising them, the fierce battle strangely seemed quite normal to them at this instant, though physical bodies of such a level usually weren't displayed by warriors of Skin Refinement.

Even the faces of some of the inner disciples at the inferior stage of Blood Purification turned morose. They began to doubt whether they could defeat the two warriors simply by the power of their bodies.

The battle between Ricky and Lean had reached a state of abandon. Both warriors ceased to think of their own lives. The only goal was to defeat the other warrior.

Just then, after a heavy collision, these two warriors finally separated for the first time since they had begun fighting.

By now, the clothes on both men were worn to pieces. Dark bruises from the punches were everywhere on their skin. Traces of blood could be seen at their lips.

"The third level of Pure Masculinity is not enough for you, it seems! I'll show you the fourth and even the fifth level!" Lean shouted ferociously, gnashing his teeth.

Once more the power surged forth from his body, increasing from the third level of Pure Masculinity to the fifth level, like the light of five suns blasting in the arena.

"And I promised you that I would use my way of body refining to defeat your so-called body refining! No need to hold back anymore! Unless that's your best!"

Ricky spat loudly. Slowly, the scarlet lights on his body were transforming. The crowd was frozen in their seats, eyes fixated on the bloody scene about to unfold.