"As far as I know, Ricky can cultivate almost ten kinds of power. Moreover, he has a deep understanding of these powers. It's safe to say that he has a knack for comprehending powers."
"Perhaps, his six mutants have something to do about his mastery of the martial arts. Moreover, we cannot deny the fact that he is better than most ace geniuses."
"You know what? With a power like that, I'm starting to believe that Ricky used to be an incredible demi-spiritual emperor."
On the other hand, the other talented warriors from the middle and inner regions became envious upon hearing how the saints praised Ricky and his prowess. From then on, these talented warriors marked Ricky as their opponent.
At that moment, Ricky was unaware that his performance left a lasting impression on the saints who witnessed him. Neither did he know that many of the other geniuses vowed to beat him one day. Nevertheless, this was not at all what he had wished for himself. Initially, he did not want to make a lot of enemies prior to being the top warrior. But now, he had to face the truth that he had become an unsightly view to the eyes of other talented warriors.
Not long after, Ricky withdrew all his powers and politely whispered to Mark, "Hey, thanks for that. I really enjoyed the fight."
"I really hate to admit it, but you did defeat me. Maybe I made a mistake somewhere in the fight. I always thought that only the rest of the top ten geniuses were qualified to be my opponents. But I guess I was wrong.
There are countless warriors in the world. And I thought that because I am regarded as one of the top ten geniuses, I can beat them all. I know that there will always be warriors better than me. Perhaps, I was too conceited this time," Mike responded gloomily.
"Hey, come on, Mike! Don't underestimate what you can do. If there's anything I learned, a fight can't prove anything. If we fought each other to death, there is no certainty who would survive in the end," Ricky said as he comforted the lad.
"Ha-ha! But that does not erase the fact that I lost to you. I am no sore loser. And besides, I can clearly admit that you are stronger than me. So, I bid you good luck!" Mike remarked.
Without a doubt, hearing Ricky's words made him feel better.
Soon after, he was pushed out of the arena by a strong force.
Meanwhile, Ricky wasted no time and began to sit cross-legged, adjusting his breathing to relax himself.
He needed to feel composed and alert as he readied himself for the final battle.
On the other hand, Antony and Chad's clash was about to come to an end.
Swish! Swish! Swish! At that moment, Antony's mutant power encircled him while he controlled almost a hundred swords at the Demi-sage Level to move around him.
Fifty-percent sword intent at the middle stage shrouded each sword, which was already close to reaching the late stage.
Antony was surely going overboard what he could do, for most skilled swordsmen at his level could only control about twenty swords at the Demi-sage Level.
For example, Ricky had been once an incredible demi-spiritual emperor which meant that he was an incredibly talented warrior. However, compared to Antony's sword manipulation ability, Ricky was only able to control thirty weapons simultaneously.
But now, Antony was able to control and keep a hundred swords at the Demi-sage Level running around him.
That proved how good Antony was at sword.
Of course, he would not have been able to control that many swords without the support of his mutant. What Antony had was the Sword Manipulating Mutant. From the day he was born, he had an innate affinity with any kind of sword.
He could fully unleash the potential of the swords.
In addition, his Sword Manipulating Mutant's power came from his swordsmanship and his swords.
Antony could comprehend the level of the sword intent close to fifty percent of the late stage. This was also the reason why he could manipulate a hundred swords simultaneously.
Meanwhile, a heated discussion broke out among the warriors outside the ancient battlefield. "The warriors with the Sword Manipulating Mutant are born to deal with swords. They have a talent for sword," one said with obvious envy in his voice.
"Alas! Let him be. Come on, he owns the Sword Manipulating Mutant. Our mutants related to the swordsmanship is nothing in front of his Sword Manipulating Mutant."
"But somehow, I can't think of who will emerge victorious in this fight."
"Well, it's still hard to say. Take Mike, for example. Despite him being so strong, he still lost to Ricky. There are just so many warriors in the world that are stronger than the top ten geniuses recognized by the Misty South Palace. Who knows?"
Just across Antony, Chad looked calm and composed. His clothes fluttered in the wind, as he looked at Antony as if he were not a threat. At that moment, Chad was shrouded in dark power. It was quite common for most warriors to cultivate the dark power because it was not some rare power at all.
But at this point, only Antony could feel that Chad's dark power was kind of mysterious and powerful.
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