The legendary warrior novel Chapter 85

At the moment when the two women burst into the blood power of innate spirit, everyone knew that the winner was going to be decided in the next few seconds.

With strong momentum, their bodies were slowly suspended in the air, and all their power had been gathered into their two palms.

The combined strength of intense vapor and the blood power of innate spirit made them look like noble queens, making most of the men present desire them.

"The blood power of innate spirit -- the palm of mist!" With a delicate shout, Dora made a palm with her beautiful hands. A subtle palm of mist came at Agnes through the space between them.

Agnes gave a loud shout and responded with the same palm of mist.

"Boom!"

The roar resounded through the sky. Instantly, the warriors' figures were shrouded by mist as they remained suspended in the air.

"Pah!"

It was the familiar sound of someone spitting blood. Dora quickly withdrew from the mist and knelt on the ground, blood pooling in the corners of her little mouth.

In the mist, however, Agnes remained standing, unscathed.

But everyone soon noticed that Agnes's body was changing at that moment. The strong mist now fused with a trace of blood vitality. It was a sign of the Blood Purification state.

Nevertheless, Agnes did not actually reach the realm of Blood Purification. Just like Rufus, she was at a critical point. Most referred to it as the Half-step to Blood Purification.

"So you've had one foot in the Blood Purification state!" Dora staggered to her feet and said indignantly as she wiped the blood from her mouth.

"Yes, it's the Half-step to Blood Purification now, and I will reach the Blood Purification state any time!" Agnes replied.

"If that's the case, I am justified in my defeat!" Dora said through gritted teeth.

Even if she was not satisfied, she knew her defeat could not be denied.

…

"Well, sister, it looks like the Purity Faction are going to get control of the Billow City this time." Up in the dais, the grandmaster of Purity Faction said to the Sage Faction.

"Not necessarily. Although Ricky is incredibly powerful, I don't think he will win over the disciple who Dora brought with her!" The grandmaster of the Sage Faction said calmly, apparently quite confident of the mysterious young man's capabilities.

"You seem to know of him. Would you care to reveal his identity to us?" The grandmaster of Groom Faction asked curiously.

"Have you heard of the family of Greenhill?"

…

At this point, disciples of the Purity Faction were gasping. They realized the possibilities of regaining control over Billow City.

One who had been observant enough would have seen that the mysterious young man's eyes had been intently watching Agnes, and that it was a look of satisfaction, rather than of obscenity.

The disciples of the Purity Faction all looked at Ricky now, nodding if to say, "It's up to you. Do us proud."

"What a pressure there is on my shoulder!" Ricky murmured at the hopeful eyes that surrounded him.

…

Ricky and the mysterious young man then entered the ring.

"Well, may I know your name?" Ricky saluted with his hand, a gesture of courtesy before battle.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly calm and mysterious young man turned out to be extremely arrogant. He replied, "You don't deserve to know my name yet!"

"Oh, well! What's new! Yet another terrible attitude from an opponent!" Ricky sighed to himself. He was growing accustomed to such words. It seemed to be the language of battle.