Born Almighty Warrior
Chapter 393 He Is Ricky!

"Seth, you really talk too much. Just get with it and fight already!" Brent stepped forward and challenged him, noticing that he was still talking rudely to Felicia.

In a flash, Brent burst out the power of intermediate demi-immortal, coming straight for Seth.

Seth immediately activated his own power, which briskly collided with Brent's. At this very moment, Seth held nothing back and his supreme demi-immortal power permeated the whole place.

Brent's power was crushed and dispersed quickly.

"You have no idea what real power is! Do you really think that your people stand any chance against me? Pathetic!" Looking ferocious, Seth made his move. It was so fast that the instant he dashed in front of Brent, his fist was already flying quickly out!

Brent saw this and felt it coming, but there was no time for him to respond. This strike was so swift as if it had flown out of nowhere. Brent's eyes filled with shock and fear.

"Thud!

It was the dull sound of Brent falling hard on the floor and tumbling, blood gushing from his mouth. "Brent!" Felicia and two others grew pale at this scene. They rushed to Brent, making sure he was alright.

Ricky walked towards Brent, also concerned.

But he soon felt relieved. Brent was not hurt too bad.

He knew well what Seth was capable of and that Brent would certainly lose against him. It was obvious that Seth had only hurt Brent a little in order to taunt him. He could have very easily killed him otherwise.

“Now Brent and his people must have found out about Seth's true power, * Ricky thought to himself. "You have reached the peak of demi-immortal!" Brent shouted hoarsely, struggling to stand as despair gleamed in his eyes. Felicia and the two others stood by his side, their eyes matching his. "Of course! If it weren't for this, how could our family accept your money and agree to your request of bringing in a backup?” said Seth, sneering as he dusted off his hands.

"Despicable! Shameless!" Felicia cursed coldly, her face bitter.

"Ha-ha, despicable? Shameless? There is no such thing in this world where we live by the law of jungle!" Seth smiled. He crossed his arms. “Let me tell you this. In the end, it's winning that matters; not the means by which the victory is claimed.

So don't talk to me about being despicable or shameless. All it says is that you're weak!" Seth snarled, a cruel smile on his face, "All that said, my offer still stands, Felicia."

Hearing this, Felicia was obviously scared. Brent was no match for Seth. So it would not end well for any of them, especially herself. Seth had been eyeing her for a long time now.

And then Felicia stole a look at Ricky. He was the only one stood a chance against Seth! He had mastered the large Wind Hole, after all. It was all up to him now.

Brent was thinking the exact same thing and telepathically said to Ricky, "Randal, we were too careless this time. Now the only chance we have is your large Wind Hole.

Given that we have already been defeated, we have no right to claim this legacy. So after defeating Seth, you can have it all.”

Although it was difficult for Brent to make such a decision considering he was the one who had brought Ricky to this place, they would be grateful just to make it out of here alive.

"Brent, I stand by what I said. I will only take what I have rightfully earned. Now that I have promised, I will stand up for you. This is the code I live by; my principles,” Ricky replied solemnly. He then stepped forward, facing Seth.

"So, you are their backup? Do you want to fight? Or should I say, do you want to be a hero and save this beauty here?" Seth looked surprised when he saw Ricky stepping out.

The scorn in his voice was as clear as day.

"I made a promise to them and I intend to keep it. I may not be strong enough for you, but I'll never know until I try. Isn't that right?" Ricky smiled.

"Ha-ha! Nice little speech you made there! But it's not nice enough to spare your life!" Seth cackled. "Losing my life? It never once crossed my mind," Ricky shook his head sarcastically.

"Do you know what kind of people do I hate the most? It is your kind of people. Weak, but pretentious and self-important. You people are just so annoying,” said Seth.

"You make me sick!"

"Ha-ha, make you sick? I'm glad to hear it. For a second I thought you liked me!" Ricky laughed. Seth frowned at this retort. Ricky stared at him, seeing a self-righteous warrior, convinced he was the best and that he was entitled to have his way with anything.

There could have been no right or wrong with these two. They had chosen different beliefs and paths in this treacherous world.

Both of their goals were to conquer the summit of power, with starkly different processes.

But the winner was usually always right. And it was soon to be determined.

"Of all people, Brent chose you! You are just like him, so arrogant. I was considering killing him primarily. But now that you are so eager to die first, I will allow it." Seth growled.

He made his move, which was the exact same one he had used on Brent.

Eyes glowing with excitement, Ricky used the Eighth Degree of Nine-degree Body Refining Formula. He crossed his arm and took the hit.

A dull sound rang out again. Of course, Ricky was struck back by Seth's blow, but he was better than Brent. He was merely pushed back a few meters, and his arms were slightly bruised.

Seth was surprised by what he saw at first. He would have never anticipated that his blow would barely hurt Ricky!

Then he focused closer on the cultivation method that Ricky applied. Everyone did. Seth's four disciples from the Wang Clan, Brent, and the rest of the Liu Clan all fixed their eyes on the Eighth Degree of Nine-degree Body Refining Formula.

"A cultivation method that makes your body glow purple and gold. According to our intel, you are from that Snow Sect...No, you are the lord of Misty South Palace-- Ricky!" Seth muttered, squinting. His eyes grew wide in surprise.

'He is Ricky!" Brent and his family murmured, startled at the realization that he had been their companion all this time. They found it hard to believe his true identity.

“These people almost know everything about me now, * thought Ricky. “There is no more need for me to conceal my identity any longer."

Slowly, he peeled off his mask. He stood there as Ricky, lord of the Misty South Palace!

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