Born Almighty Warrior novel Chapter 196

"Why? That young man has not reacted against me yet!" Nothing seemed to change Nash's focus as he fixed his eyes on Money Nine. He didn't mind how powerful Ricky's skills had become.

'Humph! This guy's got nerve! How dare he underestimate my leader? Most especially now that there is an impending doom! Ha! He'd be cut in half before he could even feel any regret toward his actions. A careless freak. He'd be dead in no time!' Monkey Nine thought to himself with pity after finding out that Nash was paying more attention to him than Ricky. Little did Nash know that Ricky was the one he should watch out for.

There was a sudden and unexpected movement from Ricky. He leaped and gathered up his strength. He was up to something.

Ricky held his weapon up high. The Iron Destroyer slashed the sky. Instantaneously, the Devouring Fire and Heaven Melting Fire poured like rain, much like in the form of flaming sharp sabers. Suddenly, two runes enveloped the surroundings. Through the heavy downpour of the runes, the whole place was filled with tearing sounds. It was not long until the runes finally broke through the block of air and smashed directly onto Nash's head.

"You know nothing! Since you are so bold to challenge me, I accept your demand for a death to hell!" Nash roared with anger and annoyance. He thought that Ricky was all too proud, and too full of himself, not to mention extremely obnoxious. Ricky had poked the mad bear. Nash went ballistic about how Ricky threatened his life.

But Nash didn't let Ricky get cocky on him. He wanted to let Ricky know that he was to be respected at all cost. Nash lifted his hand, and clenched into a tight fist. His knuckles went straight flying onto Ricky's face and smashed the face of the egoistic warrior.

Nash felt all of his anger and loathing toward Ricky amplify as both of their powers collided in the air.

Nash was very much aware of what he was capable of. He knew he could easily defeat Ricky who was only at the eighth grade of Blood Purification. His anger made him imagine Ricky down on the ground, with his clothes and whole body torn into shreds, blood oozing out of his mouth while he begged for mercy.

But to his dismay, the reality was far off from the illusion that he cherished.

Ricky's flaming saber became surprisingly stronger than ever after their powers collided. The saber not only dispelled Nash's punch shadow, but also pierced right through his defenses, layer by layer until it made its way to his face. "Smash!" Nash's face was scrunched up like a sponge. Ricky's power was indeed to be feared even by a respected elder such as Nash.

"How... how can it be possible?" As soon as the hit landed on his face, Nash felt fear crawling inside of him.

But Nash would never let himself go down without a fight. Anxiety might have encapsulated his thoughts but he was a wise elder. He crossed his arms and condensed spiritual energy to form a solid shield as a defense to Ricky's formidable attack.

But how was it even possible for Nash to block Ricky's powerful runes? After all, he had not released all of his strength yet because he still looked down upon Ricky's energy so much.

Hiss!

But it wasn't effective, not at all. Nash's defense only brought him to dig his own grave. Ricky's saber was so powerful that it cut through his opponent's arms like warm butter. Thin deadly swipes slashed through Nash's body. His pupils constricted as the Iron Destroyer struck his forehead yet again.

Nash lost everything--his limbs, his dignity, and his mind. The last he saw was a flash of crimson light, ready to take him to the after life.

Ricky put away the Iron Destroyer as he looked at how Nash's body fell on the ground like a fruit cut in half. This was not how Nash imagined it to end. In reality, it was way worse--he never thought that he'd be the one dead in the fight.

'It's the first one, Gilbert. This is only the beginning, ' Ricky thought to himself coldly, as he stared at Nash's corpse split in two.

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"The old guy was literally cut in half!" Monkey Nine wasn't surprised at all. He had already predicted Ricky's win the moment he saw Nash ignore and underestimate his new leader.

"So, how do you think about this strike, huh?" Ricky asked, turning around and looking at Monkey Nine.

"Your strike is not fancy in form but is indeed fast, ruthless and accurate. Those are the moves that any formidable skill must be armed with." Monkey Nine nodded his head, while he showed his admiration to Ricky, "If I use that skill to combat with you, I would only have a 40% win rate or less compared with yours of 60%."

"Ha-ha! Nine, you do know how to give me compliments!" Ricky laughed as he praised Monkey Nine.

But Ricky knew all too well that Monkey Nine was just being modest of his powers. He knew that he wouldn't stand a chance against Monkey Nine when the time came. He knew he would be hurt badly if he wouldn't use the Nine-degree Body Refining Formula as his solid shield.

"I was telling the truth!" Monkey Nine said.

"Well well, let's just change the topic. It's about time that Nash's allies arrive here. We have to replenish our powers for the next combat..."

Ricky had not finished his sentence when three killers swooped in front of them. Two of them were the subchiefs of the Bloody Gang, both at the peak of the ninth grade of Blood Purification, and the one with them was their deputy leader.

"This man has already reached the second grade of Bone Reinforcement!" Suddenly, Alva screamed.

"Oh, is that so? But so what? For all I care!" Ricky said as he felt a little surprised. But still, contempt surged through his heart.