The legendary warrior novel Chapter 92

"Screech!"

To stop Ricky, the Black Venomous Vulture opened its mouth to condense black spiritual energy in the air, spewing at ground in front of Ricky. A powerful blast hit the earth.

Mixed with a mass of ash, the strong explosive force blasted against Ricky quite forcefully.

"Pah!" Ricky couldn't withstand it and sprayed out a mouthful of blood. He rolled around several times, trying to shake out the pain.

When Ricky stumbled to stand up, the Black Venomous Vulture landed and the old man leaped down.

"What a big hit! This is an honor. I can't believe that the West Vanity Valley would send such a overmatch to kill a nobody," Ricky said ferociously, wiping the blood from his lips.

Ricky was terriby frightened. Every warrior was afraid of death, after all. It meant losing everything. Now that he was going to die, he want to die with dignity, so he stood his ground, trying not to let his fear show.

"Young man, you are anything but a nobody. Since you have killed so many disciples and guards of the West Vanity Valley, it is reasonable that they sent me to kill you. And since you are a disciple of the Snow Sect, we will never let you go," The skinny old man said lightly.

Now, spiritual energy gathered in his hands, preparing to kill Ricky directly. A long delay could cause trouble.

"Young man, I respect you as a warrior. If you have any last wishes, tell me. Maybe I can fulfill some of them for you for mercy's sake!"

"I want to exterminate the West Vanity Valley. Can you help me with that?" Ricky sneered.

"You are asking for death, young man!"

The old man grew angry. His patience depleted, so he struck Ricky with a strong hit.

Faced with a hand as heavy as the sky, Ricky was not afraid. He would try his best to fight, even now in the moment of his death.

"Roar!"

At this point, however, a dragon came howling out from the forest behind Ricky. A dragon-shaped force rushed out, flying past Ricky and colliding with the strike of the old man.

Both of the moves burst together and disappeared.

A smiling, handsome young man was suddenly standing behind Ricky.

"It was genius of you to hold off my powerful hand with your power at ninth grade of Blood Purification, but it's none of your business. If you leave now, I won't make this a big deal!" The old man said deeply, staring at this unfamiliar young man.

"This old man must be an overmatch of Bone Reinforcement!" the young man said. At this, Ricky immediately realized the power of the old man.

Ricky then told the young man, "Buddy, this has nothing to do with you. You'd better leave now. I am very grateful that you gave me a hand."

Ricky did not want to involve the innocent, even if he was dying to be saved.

"Ha-ha, it has nothing to do with Autelan? How come?" The young man laughed kindly.

'Wow, Autelan! What a regal name!' Ricky thought.

The demeanor of the old man changed drastically. He pointed at the young man, "You are the Autelan of the Snow Sect!?"

"Is it not obvious? Is there any other man in Snow Land named Autelan?" the young man smirked.

'The young man must be one of the top people of the Snow Sect. Maybe he can save my life, '

Ricky thought. The shock and traces of fear in the old man's eyes told Ricky that Autelan was beyond the realm of the ninth grade of Blood Purification.

"It is really you, Autelan!" The old man said hesitantly.

"I am going to take Ricky away now. You'd better get out of our way!" Autelan, said, his smile disappearing from his face. He stared at the old man pointedly.

Then, Autelan turned to Ricky and said gently, "Hey, take a step back!"

"Autelan, thank you for saving my life!" Ricky said, his ears glimmering.

Now that Autelan, his fellow disciple from the Snow Sect, had offered help, Ricky would surely accept this unexpected kindness. He did not want to die out here.

...

"Although your name has now become famous all throughout the Snow Land, don't forget that you are only at the ninth grade of Blood Purification," the old man said coldly.

"Ha-ha, so do you want to fight me?" Autelan laughed. With stately golden light floating around him, it appeared that he was superior to the old overmatch of Bone Reinforcement.

Intimidated by Autelan's overwhelming aggression, the old man felt more timid.

Recalling Autelan's splendid records of battles, the old man regretted challenging this devil instead of just releasing Ricky immediately.

But he had already spoken and couldn't take back his words.

"Ha-ha, if I can't have you bloodied within three fists, I promise I will stay out of the matter," Autelan laughed irately.

"You are too arrogant!" The old man snarled.

Ricky was uneasy, too. He said, "Autelan! No reckless promises, please! What can I do if you cannot do it?"

...

"Bang!"

Autelan's Fist of Golden Dragon and the old man's Hand of Defending Earth had now instantaneously collided.

Both of them were forced back by the momentum, while regenerating their power to collide with the other again. After two mighty collisions, they flew apart.

Now would determine the three striks that had been invoked in Autelan's promise.

But Ricky felt more and more uneasy about the situation, because after three collisions, it seemed as though they were evenly matched.

"Alas, I cannot escape from the old man's clutches now," Ricky murmured, in despair.

Ricky now considered taking the opportunity to flee. He was hoping that Autelan would give him a hand again.

But in a moment, it was apparent that Ricky had underestimated Autelan.

Because the old man now spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest heaving quickly.

He turned tail, jumping on the back of the Black Venomous Vulture, and left promptly.

"Coward! Why didn't you believe my promise just now?" Autelan laughed aloud at the sight of the old man's fleeing back. He did not chase after the old man, who was travelling too fast to catch as he had a vulture. Besides, he was still a powerful overmatch of Bone Reinforcement.

"Autelan defeated an overmatch of Bone Reinforcement with only the power of Blood Purification! He must be among the top ten inner disciples, possibly even the top three," Ricky said to himself, admiring his new acquaintance.

Autelan chuckled, "Ha-ha, buddy, were you scared that after three fists I wouldn't..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, his eyes grew serious.

Immediately, without another word, Autelan led Ricky in a mad dash.