CHAPTER 789 THREE STRIKES VERSUS THREE STRIKES

"Haha, it is true. This is exactly the kind of collision that we expected and perhaps hoped for." Through

that one single collision, Ricky could feel Hugh's vast blood power as well. The overbearing saber skills

he had cultivated were nothing short of extraordinary. It was without a hint of doubt a powerful heritage.

But it wasn't really a surprise. To be honest, there was never any room for doubt.

If he could get Jasper's approval, he must be nothing short of outstanding.

"Haha! Why do I have a feeling you still haven't shown me your true saber skills, Ricky? Let's have

another collision this way!" Hugh said. He was now completely engaged into this battle and he was

curious to see Ricky's real strength.

"So I hope you'll start entertaining me with your true skills," Ricky said also with mounting interest in the

ensuing battle.

Boom! The air cracked as their sabers collided. The very next second, their momentum rose again

dramatically, and it was time for them to launch their next volley of attacks at each other.

"This will indeed be the last collision. Then, we'll know who the real winner is!" the disciples around

remarked, as they tried to gauge the unwavering and resolute expressions on their faces.

"But they are too equally matched, so this might turn out to be a dead heat. At this rate unless they

fight each other to the death, it will be very hard to determine who the real winner and loser are!"

The disciples kept discussing amongst themselves in anticipation.

'It almost seems like he hasn't activated his saber intent?' Ricky thought to himself, doubt filtering

through his heart, as he couldn't feel a trace of any saber intent from Hugh. He was confused because

as a master cultivator who only cultivated saber skills, Hugh would definitely have worked out saber

intent in this realm.

The saber intent was perhaps the best trump card in a saber cultivator's hand.

"Ricky, I won't use my saber intent in this collision, because it'll be unfair to you since you have not

cultivated your own saber intent yet," Hugh responded telepathically as he noticed the confusion in

Ricky's eyes.

"Oh, really? Hugh, you are going to look down on me?!" Ricky responded in disdain and annoyance.

In his opinion, if they didn't battle with their true power, the competition between them would be just

meaningless.

"Haha, Ricky, I think you may have misunderstood me. I won't use the saber intent, only because you

can't use your other power," Hugh explained in response to Ricky's accusation.

"If you don't use all your power, then neither would I. I think that would only be fair. After all, this is not

going to be a battle to the death, right?"

"Oh, I see. I was looking forward to seeing what the saber intent is like. It's a pity that I won't have the

chance!" Ricky said telepathically in a low whisper.

He had a vague idea that the reason why Hugh didn't use the saber intent was because he wanted to

hold on to some of the tricks up his sleeve. After all, he had his own tricks too.

"Haha, there will be plenty of chances later in the future. What's more, you are about to comprehend This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

what your own saber intent is," Hugh said, laughing.

"For now let's see who will win, with our pure mastery over saber skills!" Ricky replied.

The air cracked like thunder breaking the silence; then another round of battle began furiously.

"Domineering Saber Killing! Three Hell Strikes!"

Hugh exclaimed. Pure intent to kill emanated from his overbearing figure. The energy was bloody, but it

wasn't dark energy. Instead, it was the energy of a dominant force, not a killing one.

'So he not only cultivates the domineering method, but also cultivates his own personal bloody killing

method, ' Ricky thought to himself, feeling the sudden change in energy levels.

Through his spiritual sense, He could tell how powerful Hugh's next move was truly going to be.

Buzz! The air was suddenly sucked out from around him into his saber like pure electricity.

With the sudden change, the figure of the condensed saber master behind Hugh also started to change

dramatically. Gradually, it started taking a more dominant form in a killing way, and turned into dark

gray black.

With the domineering and bloody killing, the figure of the saber master seemed to rise from hell as

opposed to falling from heaven.

Then the figure of the saber master sat with his legs crossed in a meditative trance, almost like he was

a Buddha of the darkness in hell. In another incomprehensible flash of light, Hugh's figure merged with

this Buddha of hell. His domineering saber spirit grew almost instantly. The saber was embraced tightly

by the Buddha of hell, and then Hugh brandished it.

As he wielded the saber, it transformed into three dark hellish grey blades, on each of which a Buddha

of hell appeared ominously.

Ricky could feel the images of his own death from Hugh's saber.

'The domineering momentum and the killing power merged into one, evolving into a breathtakingly

horrifying power of death from hell.' Seeing the unnatural and dark power that emanated from the move

that was unveiled, he couldn't help but sigh in disbelief.

At that moment when his pupils dilated out of shock, Ricky also moved in synchronization.

The golden purple galaxy power evolved into a massive kingdom around him. In this kingdom, an

immeasurable power of killing and rage seeped out.

The Massacring Sand rushed out to wrap the Iron Destroyer as a shield to withstand the strength of the

oncoming attack.

"Galaxy Saber Skill!" Three kinds of runes surged out at the same time, and then, in another instant,

Ricky now wielded the blade with three formulas.

The Thrusting Formula involved massacring runes, focusing on killing. The Sealing Formula involved

devouring runes, focusing on sealing power. This was the best counter he could think of at this stage.

The Transferring Formula was the part of Galaxy Saber Skill he had just comprehended. The saber

skill worked by transferring the strength of the enemy. It could not only transfer the strength of the

enemy away to repel attacks, but also transfer the strength of the enemy into his own. But it all

depended on the comprehensive abilities of the cultivator.

Ricky reinforced the saber skill of the Transferring Formula with multiple gale runes.

Hugh burst out the Three Hell Strikes, and Ricky burst out Three Galaxy Strikes. Wielding the sabers,

they ran wildly in the air, on a collision course with each other.

"In the past, I had only heard that Ricky's golden body and the skills that it evolved were powerful. But I

never expected this level of power and saber skills. His attainments in saber skills are definitely no less

than those of first-class geniuses who specialize in saber skills," the disciples around gasped as they

saw the true strength Ricky now possessed, a power that clearly exceeded all of their previous

expectations.

"I'm afraid that's the reason why he dared to agree to fight against Hugh with his saber!"

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"Clearly it's not easy for Ricky to let go of his resentment towards the Bu Clan. I'm afraid even an entire

zone of cultivation resources would not nearly be enough to make him give up revenge!" Weldon said

seeing what was unfolding with a grave expression on his stern face. "But I have to pay my dues to the

Bu Clan. I'll try my best."

"It's unbelievable how strong Ricky really is! We still have a long way to go before we defeat him

ourselves!" Soar said with disappointment.

Boom! Another crash split the air around the arena.

The next moment, the Three Hell Strikes collided against the Three Galaxy Strikes with a loud crash.

The space around the battle was once again submerged in endless waves of sound and pure energy.

The Ultimate Domains Ricky and Huge cultivated also collided against each other ferociously.

The violent surge of the waves made it almost impossible for the warriors to see clearly even when

they merged with their spiritual energy.

"Who will win? Who will lose?" They began murmuring amongst themselves, responding to the

intensity of the destructive power on display. They became restless, anxious like they were a part of the

battle as well.

The ferocious air waves continued to spread. It was not until about an hour later that they gradually

began to disperse.

Ricky's and Hugh's figures slowly appeared in the clearing dust. They were half kneeling in the air,

bleeding at the corners of their mouths. It was a very embarrassing state.

"What's the result of the battle?" The disciples around were confused, asking amongst themselves.