that I found you again, I'm counting on you!' The mental shout was a commitment to ac

t an ordinary one. Indeed, he suspected it might even be a top-gr

to his right fist. Meanwhile, the reborn spiritual meridian inside him, started to ab

ed out, and attacked wi

r he displayed looked no less than that of the Yellow Level at

iger against the sky. The apparition growled, terrifying onlookers and drivi

emselves as well. After witnessing the dramatic scene, the neighboring warriors were all shocked. Th

m the Snow Sect also seemed surprised, g

two messengers knew what was going on. They cou

of course, required practice. They were ranked accordingly: minor

l he was moderately proficient. But to achieve g

. Perfection? No one but a genius boasting a natural u

seemed nowhere to be f

enius with noble blood and extremely hig

ethod could be seen in a trash warrior w

er in the eyes, and both wondered, 'Who is he, really?

ck clad woman made the decision that

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ed on the floor and left two deep footprints. Th

The rush of force from the clash hit the crowd, sweeping the dust into

ything, the scene before them

arm were pulverized. To make it worse, Ricky's fist had burst through Avery's rib-cage

. uncle,

out the words and used the last of his streng

Ave

nraged that he immediately ra

bastard, how

spiritual energy. His palm seemed to crack through space itself, and in

uth and rolling over a dozen times on the square, half dead and unable to stand.

relieved t

m for lacking a spiritual meridian. Ricky guesse

enius performance, it would

d, "I told you, anyone else who tries to interfere will die!" The woman squinted at Gilbert, who lay on t

tood up, and the words rapidly tumbled from his lips, "G

a new nominal disciple of i

earing what Nick had said, the

d quickly, nervously, sweat

didn't attack. Maybe it was out of disdain or t

d casually to Ricky, t

at respectfully, rubbing his right arm,

risis was over and he wa

.

l grade higher than him." The neighboring warriors started to

s like we can't mes

meridian. No matter how hard he trains, he might n

.

ke that?" Nick suddenly asked Ricky in a somber voice. As c

unty on my head. If you're so big on

urderers are mea

instinct, could be felt emanating from

u have to come back to the Nan Clan

eminding Ricky that his father

, Ricky's expression turned

tongue. "Remember, Mr. clan leader, life is full of u

id in a cold voice he

d somehow been blunted. For the firm resolute look ref

.

st and pack your belongings, and then you go to the Snow Sect with u