Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

As long as he penetrated the flesh and the second heart of the ogre, he could knock it down. And this was the only plan for Zen to escape with his life.

While he was still thinking about the solution, a strong wind blew from one side. Zen glanced sideways only to find that the big palm of the ogre was coming toward him.

'Oh, my god! No time to run away!'

This time, even though Zen wanted to dodge the attack, he did not have enough time to do so.

There was no other alternative except to fight. Zen made his decision quickly. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and then jumped on the back of the ogre's hand. Running along the back of its hand to its arm, Zen then jumped on to the ogre's shoulder. With a somersault, Zen crossed over the ogre's head. At this moment, his nose was only inches away from the two sharp horns on the ogre's head.

With these calculated movements, Zen had finally reached the ogre's back. It was then that he could see the prominent protrusion on its back!

'This is it! Taste my Purple Fist Strength! You devil!'

Zen summoned all his strength and channeled it to his fist. Then he hit the protrusion. This protrusion was the second heart of the devil! A purple light flowed out of Zen's body.

If he could manage to inject the Purple Fist Strength through the thin layer of the ogre's flesh, its heart would be smashed to pieces.

However, to his surprise, Zen's fist slipped when his attack landed on the ogre's back. Its skin was so slippery!

'Oh, my god. I failed!' Zen thought as an overwhelming feeling of danger flowed through him.

ogre sensed where Zen was and slapped him when he turned around. 'Bang!'

land a blow on Zen while he was on its back! Its power pushed Zen far away. Seeing Zen flying dozens of feet away because of the

He has almost done it! What a good opportunity was

of the ogre is too tough to be broken by a little fellow who is

that he does not have a spiritual weapon in hand. Otherwise, he

instructors watching the Picture Slabs could not help but sigh deeply. Anyway, in all the time that the ogre had been in the test, Zen was the only candidate to pose a threat to the ogre. In retrospect, were these instructors really expecting this man at the organ refining level to defeat a grade-five unreal beast? Their expectation seemed a bit unrealistic. This

wait. Don't run away!" Suddenly, one of

see Zen in their Picture Slabs. They could only observe him through other disciples' cards. Before the ogre beat Zen, there were a few disciples bold enough to follow them and watch their battle. Once they saw that the ogre had defeated Zen, these disciples turned and immediately ran away. They did not have the courage or the strength to face the

soon as they had run away, the instructors could no longer see Zen.

was no need to see the fight to its end. Zen would be eliminated eventually.

Master Su kept looking at her Picture Slab. Several emotions passed through her as she watched the scene. She had tampered with Zen's disciple card earlier. And now, only she could see Zen's every move in

up till now. He has a strong will. Powerful and determined, Zen is more than a match for most disciples, ' thought Master Su. 'I hope this young man passes the test.' With this hope in mind, Master Su turned

still lying on the ground. His chest heaved as Zen took deep breaths

felt like all his bones had been

strong enough to withstand

body had absorbed most of the ogre's power, and at the same time, it had transformed the force into warm currents

portion of the power left, which was enough to

Zen could only lie on the ground and wait for the warm currents to restore his body. Meanwhile, he closely watched the ogre.