CHAPTER 350 DESTROY THE THUNDER CHOP

One power was destructive while the other was raging, so you could imagine how violently robust the

impact could get when the two powers found their way to collision. Moreover, both powers belonged to

the coveted and demi-immortal realm.

Ricky, who never expected anything at all, seemed to be on the lower hand in the collision.

First, the realm Ricky had reached was a clear disadvantage for him. Although warriors at the demi-

immortal realm could only release incomplete innate power, the power was still far away stronger than

that of the Bone Reinforcement realm.

Therefore, in the recent collision, Ricky had to summon the devouring power to destroy or even just

diminish the promising strength of the thunder first, and then collided with the ranging power.

'It's unbelievable that a man who embodies such ultimately calm demeanor would have cultivated such

a destructive thunderous power!' Ricky thought, sighing in curiosity.

He then realized that he shouldn't fight against Owen again without using the Eighth Degree of Nine-

degree Body Refining Formula. The built of a warrior who had cultivated the thunderous power could

be the strongest among the warriors who were at the same cultivation stage and could even be

stronger and more dangerous than them.

Ricky was aware of Owen's strength and capabilities. If he didn't use the Eighth Degree of Nine-degree

Body Refining Formula soon, he would surely be defeated.

Owen was in total disbelief as Ricky was. Although he was not a body refining warrior, his physique

was far more vigorous than most body refining warriors after he had cultivated the thunder destructive

power.

But he wasn't much ahead of Ricky in the devastating collision.

'Did Russell actually cultivate some body refining cultivation method?' he wondered and pondered

about it. He realized if that was the case, he shouldn't compete with Russell in body collision.

Now, both of them were finding ways as to buying more time by introducing one more move.

"Devouring Raging Fist!" Ricky stepped bravely on the flame and proudly waved his fists. The

devouring power and the raging power he released merged, spewing and consuming each other until

they integrated and rushed out towards Owen.

This punch was undeniably the mightiest blow after he had used the devouring power and raging

power.

At the same time, Owen daringly waved his hands as he tried to surpass what his rival was trying to

achieve. Endless purple thunder light flashed around him which then formed to a mass which

emanated dense aura of destruction.

Then the purple thunder light mass zoomed as it united with Owen's right fist.

"Destructive Thunder Fist!" Owen exclaimed in full force and waved his fist.

"Boom!" The moment their fists collided, everything on the humongous stairs also took the powerful

blow and rose to the air, as if there were an explosion aimed to wipe out mankind.

The two were trembling in shock and moved away from the core of the collision. They barely stopped,

almost tripped in fear after they had reached the end of the staircase.

Everyone fell to unexplainable silence.

The Royal Sky Guard even had no time to communicate with others to exchange thoughts and

realizations about what just happened before their eyes, because he didn't want to miss the next

collision.

Maxine felt she didn't detest Ricky anymore.

She was frozen in surprise by Ricky's power. Even if she ask the master of the Mo Clan, a strong demi-

immortal warrior, he wouldn't be able to do anything to injure Ricky.

If Ricky could stay safe all this time, he would definitely make breakthrough and reach beyond the

innate realm in the future.

Knowing how capable Ricky was, Maxine deeply considered not to provoke him again.

Even the Chief of the Sky Manor was fascinated by the violent collision as if it was a performance

which she ought to enjoy. It reminded her of an unforgettable memory of colliding with those geniuses.

The collision was definitely as thrilling and exciting as this one.

...

"Russell, I hate to admit it but you're fully qualified to compete for the best Royal Sky Guard!" Owen

looked Ricky in the eyes and said in total surrender, shaking his aching and freshly bruised hands.

"Ha-ha! I'm deeply honored to have been praised by you, the current best Royal Sky Guard," Ricky holds text © rights.

stated proudly with a genuine smile.

"Current best Royal Sky Guard? It seems you're quite confident to defeat me." Ricky's inspiring words

kindled Owen's desire to fight again and prove himself. He enjoyed the feeling of being a challenger,

especially when his opponent was worth a fight, an irrefutable warrior like Ricky.

"Of course! Or that would be totally meaningless for me to collide with you here. Don't you think so?"

Ricky inquisitively asked his opponent.

"Ha-ha! You're too confident when you speak. You sound a little arrogant to me!" Owen remarked. "But

I like your confidence and arrogance, because I'm exactly just like you!" he continued boastfully.

With that, he waved his hand exposing a broad saber that wasn't there in the first place. It seemingly

emanated the purple thunder light and he looked even more powerful as soon it appeared.

"This auspicious weapon is the Purple Thunder Saber. It's a Demi-spirit Level weapon so take out

yours and fight me!" Owen arrogantly exclaimed while stroking his saber. "Maybe we just need one

move to know who's going to triumph in this battle," he continued.

Meanwhile, the Iron Destroyer appeared in Ricky's grasp.

"My saber is a Demi-spirit Level weapon just like yours!" Ricky said seriously as if taunting his

challenger.

He didn't bother introducing his saber the way Owen did because it was already known to many that

the intimidating saber honorably called the Iron Destroyer belonged to no one but the man named

Ricky. However, he was not Ricky for now; he was Russell to these people.

"Puff! Puff..."

The splitting sounds in the air over the staircase could be heard constantly even from afar. As people

wondered where the unfamiliar sounds came from, they each scouted for answers and found out that

these were caused by the collision of two powerful saber-lights.

Both of the two streaks of the saber-light had already reached eighty percent of their strongest power.

Like two never-ending hurricanes colliding with each other, they integrated together in an invisible

zone. They wouldn't seem to stop the battle until the Small World collapsed in distress.

"Eighty percent of saber-light!" Many Royal Sky Guards exclaimed.

The cream of the crop only mastered seventy percent of the Light Apperception.

Although the difference was minute at only ten percent, the power difference between the two could

reach up to five folds or more.

...

With constant and unceasing cracks, a number of lights were emitted out. That meant that the collision

between the two streaks of saber-light had already reached their designated limit.

"Boom! Boom!" Ricky and Owen had used all their available strength and their eyes shot

overwhelmingly like lighting. The moment their saber-light reached the highest level would be the

moment they started to attack.

At the same time, they waved the sabers they were forcefully gripping.

Owen was surrounded by the brilliant destructive thunder light. The light was brighter than the sun that

people around him almost couldn't open their eyes. The thunder light contained not only a powerful

destructive power, but also eighty percent saber-light.

In the blink of an eye, the crack sounds caused by the collision between the thunder light and the

space converged onto the blade and found its way to the Purple Thunder Saber.

At once, Owen initiated an attack.

Surrounded by immense thunder light, the huge blade carried destructive power, mighty at eighty

percent saber-light.

"Destructive Thunder Strike!"

Owen bellowed in the raging energy wave about to engulf his opponent.

"Devouring Skill-Wrath Killing Strike!" Ricky shrieked in return.

With the merging of all three: devouring, raging, and killing power, the Iron Destroyer unleashed a

champion strike, an impact with irrefutable power.

"Clang!"

In the sound of the metal collision, two steaks of the grandest force assembled.