The legendary warrior

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.

long saber, looked

drawn out a delicate soft-iron sword from his waistband. His whirling sword seemed like a dancing venomous snake, finding

fire, while Dustin was like a vicious king in the darkness. They were both extremely

no longer an option. Both of them utilized the

sound! They had been wielding their weapons

and wounds appeared on their skin as the fight ensued.

their lives just to win!" Many

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

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

the result may be, this fight is going to become

had only reached the ninth grade of Skin Refinement. Why he didn't wait

no spiritual meridian in his body, but he's became as capable as the top ten outer

sighed at that. 'What

...

"Ha! Die!"

the spectators. But until the last minute, the chances of either emerging the victor

been unstoppable once he began yelling. There was white light encapsulating his sword, a tremendous amount of power gushing

That was sword-light.

the fifth disciple, to know how to use it, although his sword-light was only at the preliminary stage.

with all his strength! He used his ultimate move!" Everyone in the arena became even more excited. The buzz of their

Appreciation was the standard to measure his gift.

capable of destroying

Ricky. The sword-light elevated Dustin's strength to the next level. As a warrior at the eighth grade of Skin Refinement,

the Death Arena, except for an Elder; to be more specific, an innate spirit actually," Grace replied, with a heavy

in him. He will not