Ricky knew that the Energy Boosting Pill was quite powerful.
If the warriors took that kind of pill, it could help them quickly burn the blood vitality inside their body and enhance their strength, making them as powerful as they could be for a whole hour.
There were no side effects, save for consumption of their blood vitality. And their blood vitality could be replenished by a good meal.
Not many warriors of Blood Purification had the Energy Boosting Pill. Many Bone Reinforcement warriors craved for it, too. No one expected that Dustin, a warrior of Skin Refinement, would possess that pill.
"Master Grace, what do we do?" Heather exclaimed anxiously.
"This time, he really is in danger," Grace uttered with a grave face.
However, she couldn't do anything about it, for she didn't have the right to alter the rules of the ultimate battle between Ricky and Dustin.
Maybe someone more influential than her could change the rules, but it was too late now.
"Ricky, I really hope you can find a way to beat him," Grace said under her breath, praying for Ricky. But she didn't think his chances were good. Being Ricky's master, she knew his cultivation base and skills very well.
...
"Go to hell!"
The Energy Boosting Pill only lasted an hour, so Dustin rushed Ricky, trying to take him down quickly. Then he gathered the sword-light energy and swung with all his might.
This time, Ricky feared for his life the moment he saw Dustin's blade.
"You first!"
Ricky roared, glaring at Dustin in anger and gnashing his teeth. Then he burned his blood vitality and activated the Nine-degree Body Refining Formula.
But everyone could see that it took a lot of effort for Ricky to do that.
Arms folded across his chest, Ricky tried to block Dustin's sword again.
All of a sudden, Ricky's blood gushed forth audibly, even though he had managed to block Dustin's sword. His right arm had suffered a deep wound. Blood rapidly filled the rent and ran down his arm, dripping onto the ground. Even his bone was visible.
Meanwhile, his body refining buffs disappeared.
"You're burning your blood vitality, huh? Let's see how much you have to burn!" Dustin taunted loudly, and raised his long sword again.
This time, Ricky didn't try what he did last time, as he knew it would be in vain.
So he pulled out his long saber, hoping to fend off Dustin's blade.
However, it only took a couple parries, and then his long saber was broken again. But Dustin was just getting started. He ran up to the wounded warrior and aimed a hammer kick at him, and his heel smashed down onto Ricky's shoulder. Ricky started spitting blood and fell to the ground.
"Aha! Looks like you'll see hell before me!"
Dustin yelled and laughed, staring at Ricky who seemed helpless and in real trouble.
Suddenly, he jumped high in the air, gathering the black sword flashes and releasing the power of sword-light. That done, he started his descent, getting ready to deal Ricky the coup de grace.
"Looks like the battle's over," several disciples uttered at the same time. Things didn't look good for Ricky.
"I thought he was the miracle worker, but it seems he's met his match!" Some disciples started to be disappointed in Ricky.
"Humph! He shouldn't have pissed off Dustin. We'll see if he lives through this."
...
"Master Grace!" At this moment, Heather leaned her head against Grace's chest. She couldn't watch.
Grace was also worried about Ricky, tears in her eyes.
Vivian sat on the sidelines, in a state of panic.
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