Ricky's answer left the disciples stunned in silence. With their mouths agape, they stood still as they couldn't peel their eyes off him. For a moment, time was on a pause, and everybody couldn't find the words to say anything out of pure astonishment. But as all of them tried to compose themselves, Ricky stood with pride as he relished the stupefied reactions of the disciples.
As a matter of fact, some of the disciples understood the reason behind Ricky's actions. After all, he was not the kind of person who would spend his time meandering on useless stuff, and the Weapon Casting Department was no place for such entertainment or leisure. However, when they personally heard that Ricky had the ability to cast weapons, most of them refused to believe it.
"You've got to be kidding me. On top of being an ace genius, he is also capable of casting weapons? What kind of a monster is he? At this rate, nobody can beat him in the future anymore," one of the disciples blurted in hushed tones.
The female disciples, however, stared at Ricky with admiration and desire. The fact that he was a casting master, was added on the list of the things he could definitely do. And with this, his charm had just been added a few points in the ladies' eyes. They believed that many warriors could be noted as geniuses, but only a few of them could be as versatile as Ricky.
"Ha-ha, it seems that our ace genius is not only talented in terms of martial arts, but he's also well-versed in making jokes!" A familiar voice barged in the Weapon Casting Department and broke the dumbfounded stillness.
The disciples then brought their attention to the direction of the speaker's voice, including Ricky. Walking out of the department was Hardy, with a group of people trailing behind him. A smug look was plastered on his face. On top of this, he was obviously pleased with the insult that he just gave Ricky.
'Ah, Hardy. No wonder the voice sounds familiar.' Ricky narrowed his eyes and studied Hardy. He started to have a hunch that his visit to the Weapon Casting Department would not sail as smoothly as he intended.
As soon as the people recognized Hardy and his men, the crowd parted into two to make way for them. They all knew that Hardy was here for Ricky. Being aware of their capabilities, the other disciples distanced themselves from them. They knew better than to offend these warriors.
"Jokes? Do you really think I'm kidding about my weapon casting skills? Why don't we have at it at a fair competition then, so you can witness my expertise firsthand? Only then will you realize that I'm not joking," Ricky provoked with a sneer, his ferocious gaze never left Hardy.
"Good. How about a competition of pill refining?" Taken aback by Ricky's confidence, Hardy sounded unsure and apprehensive.
"Pill refining? Now you are the one joking with me, aren't you? I think we were talking about weapon casting, dude," Ricky protested, his eyes filled with scorn.
Hardy bit his lip as he was bombarded with Ricky's sharp questions. For a while, he was dumbstruck as his mouth failed to utter any words.
As the two of them were having a heated discussion and were both ready to pounce at each other at any moment, a young man stealthily appeared behind Hardy. His facial features were wicked, and had this sly look in his eyes that could never be trusted. He sneaked behind Tina and ogled at her lasciviously. The moment he laid eyes on this beautiful woman, he had completely forgotten the tense situation they were in. He plucked at Tina's dress and lustfully mentioned, "Nice to meet you, bird. May I have your name?"
"Don't you dare touch her!" Before this lewd person could even make a move on Tina, a loud voice boomed with rage. A flaming punch broke out and dashed towards him. Everything went too fast for him to comprehend what had happened—Ricky had attacked him without even holding back.
He knew it best not to start a fight in the college rashly, but something came over him that he wasn't able to control. All he knew was that any other man who made an advance to Tina made his blood boil, and that the man started to become an eyesore to him. So as soon as he saw that man make sexual advances at her, he almost decimated the man.
To make matters worse, he even activated the Scud Movement Skill and rushed to the man, as if a regular punch was not enough for him to express his irritation.
Ricky's blazing fist was just almost an inch away from breaking the man's nose the moment the man realized the danger of his actions. His eyes widened in discernment as he mustered his strength to fight back, but it was all too quick for him to comprehend. The Scud Movement Skill, on the other hand, was so powerful that it could make Ricky gain the speed of a third-class middle spiritual king.
The vile man was hardly a match for Ricky. After all, he was merely a lower spiritual king of the peak level.
All he could do now was fold his arms in front of his face, and try his best to resist the attack from the jealous man.
But he couldn't protect himself beyond that for his fate was already sealed. With a loud thud, the man was thrown onto the floor forcibly in the bursting light of the clash. His sleeves were then burned into ashes, revealing some signs of scorching on both of his arms.
"Arghhhhhh!" It was not until the man stopped thrashing around that he got the strength to scream in agony.
He gave a long piercing cry, but Tina chose to ignore it. She could feel her heartbeat thundering, and a stream of warmth poured over her as she realized that Ricky did all this to protect her. She didn't mind whether there was any affection involved; his action alone was enough to make her feel like she was the happiest woman in the world.
"Victor!" Hardy finally called out when he came back to his senses. As he was shaking himself of the shock, he quickly ran to the man's side and examined him with worry. Everything happened so fast that he couldn't even react in time to help his man.
As harrowing as this scene was, all the disciples who witnessed Ricky's rage were left feeling stunned and intimidated. For a moment during his attack, they all felt Ricky's murderous intent, which made them have sleepless nights for days on end.
'It seems that this woman is precious to Ricky. We should watch our tongue and never offend her in the future, at least not before we are as strong as that ace genius, ' most disciples thought.
"You! You will die for this!" Victor Jiang seethed as he stood up from the attack. Driven by the pain in his arms, the fury, and the sense of shame, he rose to his feet with the last bit of his strength, as he wanted a piece of redemption from what Ricky did to him.
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