God of Tricksters-Novel

On the battlefield, a clicking sound kept echoing from the red line.

It was the clash between the Sword Saint and the Fist Saint.

"Judgment." The Sword Saint slashed downwards. The energy around his sword exploded and scattered all around the area. However, the remnant of energy seemed to be moving in one direction.

All the energy headed straight to the Fist King. This was an invisible strike from the Sword Saint. Theo had once imitated it with the help of Felix's ability, but the power of this strike far surpassed what Theo released back then.

Still, his opponent was not a normal person either. He was the Fist Saint.

"Strengthen." The Fist Saint pointed his palm forward while pouring his Magic Power. The air around him started to get reinforced to the point it became solid.

In the end, the invisible sword strike hit the reinforced air.

*Cling!*

The air was so hard that it felt like metal. But more importantly, the Sword Saint, whose sword could cut everything, failed to cut the reinforced air.

The Fist Saint smirked. "I know your ability, Sword Saint. Do you know how long I have been researching your power? I know that your sword strike is invincible. However, your power is still lacking compared to the Heavenly Sovereign and the Time God.

"That's why I have been researching your power… it's so that I can challenge and defeat you. I know that your sword can cut everything, but you have a vital weakness.

"The sword might be able to cut everything, but it's limited to everything you can see. If that thing is invisible, you'll fail to recognize it as an object that can be cut. That's why your sword can't cut through my ability."

The Sword Saint remained silent, but his serious expression had told him everything.

They had been clashing for a while. And it was true that the Sword Saint's sword had yet to reach the Fist Saint.

This showed how much the Fist Saint had researched his ability. The more the Fist Saint fought the Sword Saint, the more he could understand his power.

If this continued, the Sword Saint, who was once ranked 3rd in the world, might lose against the Fist Saint, who was ranked 6th in the world.

The Sword Saint narrowed his eyes as if he was trying to calculate the Fist Saint's power. He had heard a lot about the Fist Saint as well, considering he was known as the youngest Saint in the world before Theo appeared.

So, it was clear that the Fist Saint had an ability that allowed him to sit on that throne.

'The ability to reinforce everything. Unlike the Mafia Queen, who walks in the path of pure enchanter, the Fist Saint has fused the healing ability and enchanting ability. It allows him to generate and strengthen everything.

'Like the air earlier, he must have strengthened the air and once my blade reaches it, they regenerate the wall, allowing it to withstand my strike.

'Even though I can't cut something invisible, it doesn't mean that my strength is that weak. Unless he has that level of power, he won't be able to stop my attack.

'I guess the Fist Saint has prepared a lot of things for today. It seems that winning against him won't be an easy task.'The sourcᴇ of this content is ɴovelFɪre.net - novelenglish.net . bin

The Sword Saint took a deep breath before raising his sword.

"If you deem my sword can't reach you, then I'll show you what it means to cut that thought of yours." The Sword Saint smirked. The Magic Power around his body started to leak out.

Unlike the others, his Magic Power looked like others. It was blue in color and there was no unique shape or anything. The Order and Authority he had, which was the 'Sword,' granted him something else.

His Magic Power was extremely sharp. There was a gust of wind that carried the fallen leaves. But the moment they came into contact with his Magic Power, all the leaves were instantly cut into pieces.

Yes, this was the sharp Magic Power, unique only to the Sword Saint. Even without touching or seeing something, the Magic Power would cut any object around him.

He rarely used it since he didn't want to harm anyone around him, especially his family. But since this battle was necessary, he unleashed the Magic Power that had been sealed for decades.

Even the Fist Saint could feel the change from the Sword Saint.

"So, that's the 'Sword' Magic Power." Even the Fist Saint felt threatened by the sheer amount of its power. From this point onward, the Sword Saint would seriously go after his life.

Even though he might die from this, he couldn't help but smile, knowing that he could fight against the former 3rd rank in the world.

The Fist Saint enveloped his body with his own Magic Power, strengthening his skin, the air around him, and even his fists.

"Let's see whether your 'Sword' is stronger than my 'Fist.' Hahahaha!" The Fist Saint laughed while jumping forward.

The Sword Saint's expression was cold and aloof. He slightly raised his sword, planning to intercept the fist with a single sword strike.

'This is the fist that I have honed for the rest of my life. Emperor Fist.' The Fist Saint muttered inwardly and punched forth while roaring, "Haaaaaa!"

Instead of the raging fighting intent from the Fist Saint, the energy around the Sword Saint was extremely calm. It was so calm that it looked like it could swallow everything.

The Sword Saint waved down his sword, striking the Fist Saint.

*Cling!*

Their clash caused a heaven-shattering sound. The energy that burst out from the collision caused the ground to tremble.

The sword energy was scattered and cut the ground several times. Even though they were clashing in the air, the energy still managed to leave at least twenty feet deep cut on the ground.

However, the Fist Saint's strength couldn't be underestimated either. The powerful Magic Power from the Fist Saint scattered like the sword energy, but this energy hit the ground behind the Sword Saint, creating multiple craters.

This was just a single clash between the Sword Saint and the Fist Saint.