As far as people concerned, Ricky was indeed a talent. But even so, he shouldn't have been so strong and formidable! Since when had he been able to wield such terrifying strength?
At that moment, Jerry understood why Ricky had been calm and unflappable since the very beginning. Nobody with such strength and power would feel panicked in this situation!
"Jerry, leave the Celestial Flower here and tell me all that you know. I promise that I will spare your life if you do so," Ricky said calmly, standing tall.
"Ha-ha!" Jerry gave a loud and sarcastic laugh in response to this demand.
"Russell, I have to admit that your strength is really impressive. But you'd be a fool to think that you can take the Celestial Flower by force. So naive you are!"
"Huh? Do you really think that? Your strength and fighting skills are inferior to mine. Now you're telling me that I'm naive?" Ricky answered incredulously.
"That's because I just used 70% of my strength," said Jerry, his face growing serious.
"You're really arrogant. Now try again and don't let me down this time," Ricky retorted immediately.
"Nobody's half as humble as I am. But I'm still confident about my strength and powers!" Having said this, Jerry launched another attack.
Driven by the power of wind, Jerry's speed was nearly that of a warrior at the eighth grade of Bone Refinement. Countless sharp and tiny wind blades appeared and wrapped themselves around him, as if he wore a robe made of wind.
"Fist of Wind Blade!"
Jerry's strength erupted. With the speed of light, Jerry punched a dozen times, all of his strikes carrying volatile wind blades. Ricky could feel the attacks from all directions.
However, he didn't seem to be awed or frightened. He didn't even assume a defensive stance! Instead, he applied all his power and strength on his physical body, used the Seventh Degree of Nine-degree Body Refining Formula to the full, and rushed right at Jerry.
"Go to hell!" Jerry yelled at the sight of Ricky rushing towards him.
He knew Ricky was a body-refining warrior. Even so, how could a physical body resist his fist of wind blade? It was impossible for Ricky to do that and survive!
However, Jerry was shocked by the sudden turn of events.
His fist of wind blade punched Ricky's body and no substantial damage manifested! There were only minor scratches that appeared. No warrior would care about such superficial wounds.
"Fists of burning cloud!"
Ricky struck back while Jerry was frozen in confusion. The burning flames turned to fire clouds. His fists, carrying those clouds, doubly enhanced their strength. Then, Ricky hit Jerry's body hard.
Ricky's attack was a big surprise to Jerry. Even so, he managed to block his attack somewhat easily. Despite that, his body still flew away and he spat out blood.
"Now, it seems to me that you are nothing but an arrogant fool!" Ricky said with contempt at the sight of Jerry's weakness.
"You've been practicing the body refining formula. If I guess right, you're not Russell. You are Ricky from the Snow Sect," said Jerry hoarsely. He wiped the blood away from his mouth with the back of his right hand.
Beneath his desperate expression, excitement and greed pushed through.
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