Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Zen didn't know what to say. The renting business was flourishing because of the initial exam. The youngsters in the Imperial Capital were making every effort to pass the exam. "But if we use an external object, won't that be considered cheating?" Zen wondered.

Cloud Sect intended to use the initial exam to weed out the weaker applicants. Wouldn't it be a bit unfair if weapons were not banned during the exam?

Nory smiled, "Bro, what you haven't considered is that Cloud Sect has many disciples, so many geniuses. The Sect won't pay too much attention to the initial exam. We aren't outer disciples. No energy will be wasted on the trifles in the initial exam. As long as we don't kill each other, they don't give a fig what weapon you use or whether you get into a brawl here."

With the help of Nory's explanation, Zen realized that while Cloud Sect did have very strict rules and regulations, they were for their formal disciples. This initial exam was a sieve with a large mesh to strain out those who didn't fit the bill.

As soon as Nory finished his explanation, he gasped. The bangle could only counteract half the pressure, but the remaining pressure still made running hard for Nory.

"Stop talking. Just focus on your pace," Zen reminded him.

Nory nodded. He clenched his teeth and kept moving forward. He grimaced as he challenged his limits.

had gotten accustomed to the pressure. Now, he

began settling it. They started falling behind. Instead of a long line of runners, the road

a hulking figure speeding forward. A big man, as strong as an ox was approaching quickly with fast, large steps.

direction and hurtled toward Nory. Before

to the limit. He had

bump came out of the blue. A scream escaped Nory's lips as he lost his balance. After staggering

are you doing?" Zen demanded angrily. Since Nory had no beef with this man, his behavior was way out of line. Before Zen could finish, the man sped

Zen's expression changed. Secretly, he commanded

his strength and body. A malicious grin appeared on his face when the man saw that Zen was standing still, waiting for

cannoned into Zen, his expression changed. This collision should have sent Zen flying onto the ground like a sandbag. The force should have

while Zen remained unmoved from

recoil sent the man stumbling back several steps. His expression couldn't have been more shocked as if he had seen a ghost. How could this brat get such a tough body? It was like his body