The legendary warrior novel Chapter 79

The night had gone by in a flash.

The next day, the square of the Purity Faction was already full of people. They all seemed to be women.

Right in the middle of the square, two huge rings had been erected.

Ricky and his fellow warriors too had come to the ring, waiting to fight any moment now.

It was no longer Agnes and her fellow Shui disciples who were put up to the challenge this day, but their companions whom they had invited.

"Gentlemen! You know that faction contests are very important to us, so please understand that there can only be one winner among the ten of you!" said the Elder of yesterday, as she ascended the dais.

"The battles among you will be fought in two groups today. First, the two groups will decide who the strongest one is among them, and then the two of them will battle it out.

Please draw first. Proceed to ring one if you draw a number, and ring two if you don't."

Soon, Ricky and the others finished the draw and were evenly divided between the two rings.

"It's a pity you're not on the same ring with me." Sherry's companion said sarcastically, as he glanced at Ricky's hand.

"You should thank God for your luck!" Ricky sneered.

"You're playing with fire. You know what? I'll make you suffer even if we're not in a same ring! I promise you that!"

"All right, gentlemen, now please battle it out in your respective rings!" The Elder instructed.

The battle began.

It was Sherry's companion with four other warriors in the second ring.

Agnes had told Ricky about the identity of Sherry's partner. He was a young master named Alan from the West Vanity Valley, a force equivalent to the Shui Clan.

Alan growled in his ring, "You'd better fight together against me, or every one of you will eat my dust!"

"You are so arrogant and conceited!" His four other opponents said fiercely, enraged by his words.

After a glance of agreement between them, they then all launched an attack to Alan. The peak momentum characteristic of the ninth grade of Skin Refinement was simultaneously condensed into the strongest offensive level and blasted at Alan.

"There!" Alan sneered at the sight. There was a rising momentum in him mixed with blood vitality that shook the bodies of the four men who had attacked.

He then took advantage of the opportunity to move quickly and threw two punches, sending two of his opponents crashing to the ground immediately, too hurt to fight back.

"That's the first grade of Blood Purification! Or it could even be the peak of it!"

"The young man Sherry invited turns out to be a genius at the first grade of Blood Purification!" This made a number of spectating female disciples exclaim, with admiration gleaming in their beautiful eyes.

"How come I don't know anyone at the first grade of Blood Purification under 16 years old!?" Some of them even said ruefully.

"I already know who he is! That's young master Alan from the West Vanity Valley!" A voice of surprise arose upon recognizing the warrior.

Hearing this, the female disciples grew even more fascinated.

At the sight of this, Sherry pouted her proud little mouth and looked at Agnes contemptuously. She tossed her hair back and smiled to herself.

The commotion being made about Alan caused him to stop taking his fight seriously. But it had been enough. The two remaining warriors trembled and threw in the towel, unwilling to suffer like the first two who now lay groaning on the ground.

"This is what I expected from a genius: being aggressive!"

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