The legendary warrior novel Chapter 40

Now, Ricky and Dustin had both become exceedingly wrathful. A gruesome battle became inevitable.

Instead of making tentative moves that tested the waters, both warriors released their most powerful strength at once, not holding back in the slightest.

Dustin's was determined to avenge the murder of his brother. Ricky's, meanwhile, wanted to exact revenge on the man who had disabled his friend. There was no right and wrong in this world of martial arts - only the fittest and strongest would survive. Such was the law of the land.

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Dustin's Bone Crushing Palm was extremely cold and sharp, which came at Ricky in an unexpected, pattern-less movement. Even the most acute warriors could not deduce the diabolical forces lurking in his move.

Dustin's strength and reputation far preceded him. He was quite close in achieving something tremendous in this field, because he had mastered the Bone Crushing Palm almost to perfection. As one of the top ten outer disciples of the Snow Sect, he was a one difficult opponent to face.

Besides that, he was a warrior at the ninth grade of Skin Refinement. Because of this, his Bone Crushing Palm terrified everyone who ever battled against him.

But Ricky's Whiz Fist was also near perfection, and the potency of his fist just as strong as any cultivation method of the Yellow Level.

Everyone present felt their eardrums nearly burst, as the sound of tigers roaring reverberated at Ricky's move. To the spectators, it seemed as though Ricky had turned into a fierce tiger, whirling about at the arena.

The strength of his fist put warriors of Skin Refinement to shame.

"Bang!"

Two powerful blasts burst out as their hands collided. Both warriors heaved their spiritual energies against each other, the intense energy turning into numerous ripples around them.

The ripples washed over the whole arena. From afar it looked as though the place would come crashing down.

Heavy footsteps thudded across the floor.

Both of the warriors violently staggered back a few steps after that. Then they unsheathed their weapons and began sprinting towards each other.

Ricky, with his new long saber, looked unstoppable.

Dustin, meanwhile, had drawn out a delicate soft-iron sword from his waistband. His whirling sword seemed like a dancing venomous snake, finding an angle to strike at its prey.

They had different builds and specialties. Ricky was like a great overlord of fire, while Dustin was like a vicious king in the darkness. They were both extremely powerful, and neither feared his adversary.

The clash of their swords produced violent sparks. Defense was no longer an option. Both of them utilized the deadliest and fiercest attacks in their arsenal.

A slashing sound! They had been wielding their weapons for only a few moments.

More and more cuts and wounds appeared on their skin as the fight ensued.

"Are they out of their minds? They are risking their lives just to win!" Many disciples surrounding arena gasped, their voices trembling.

"It is the Death Arena. They may have been prepared for the possibility of death at the moment they decided to engage in battle. Both of them fight in such a full-force way. They know that only the winner can live to see another day."

"Oh, goodness. You are right! Warriors on the Death Arena must trying to win with every bone in their body, for there is only one person can emerge alive. Who will it be this time?"

"Whatever the result may be, this fight is going to become legendary.

Ricky is so bold. He would be invincible if he had only reached the ninth grade of Skin Refinement. Why he didn't wait for that time?"

"Maybe he's a true genius. He has no spiritual meridian in his body, but he's became as capable as the top ten outer disciples in such a short time!"

Many of them sighed at that. 'What a mysterious and amazing warrior!'