Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

By the time they reacted, quite a few ordinary disciples had slipped through the gate and entered the third level of Bloody Mountain.

"Stop them!" cried one of the noble clansmen who was dressed in blue.

Seeing the scene, the other noble clansmen knew they wouldn't have anyone to rob if more commoners slipped by.

It was worth pointing out that while these noble disciples were not strong, with the weapons and magic tools their families provided, they could still fight.

They clustered together quickly to fill the breach and restore their checkpoint.

While this was happening, the disciples who were trailing after the towering man continued attacking. The cruel and unrelenting enemies left them only the choice of brave resistance or dropping out of the game. Anyone at this time could burst with increased strength.

So the scuffle escalated.

"Aaahh......!"

wailed a disciple as three noble disciples attacked, leaving him gutted. His enemy stood over him with a bloody long sword that shimmered a brilliant green light.

Although each disciple was in the magic array, protecting them from real death, the pain was still real.

After screaming, the disciple was immediately encircled in a light, and he was gone.

But the noble disciples were not faring well. During the fighting, a noble disciple gently pushed against a commoner to stop him. The ordinary disciple appeared unimpressive but was, in fact, more powerful.

clansman felt a strange stab force its way into his body. He began to twitch, tremble, and fell to the ground,

during a storm. Many disciples from noble clans tried stopping him. He dodged the attacks easily, weaving between

managed to shake off the interception, and passed the chaotic checkpoint, nearing safety. The outcome of the battle didn't concern him. He needed the time to accumulate

scanned the scene he had managed to escape, he caught sight of

level. But, he appeared to be caught up in the middle

relatively weak among the people, and he didn't draw much

holding a gory dagger. Raising it as he neared Nory, he was

were stabbed, he would

instead, he quickened his

actions, the noble disciple's sneak attack failed.

he got his wits, he realized a knife fell to the ground,

had a look of alarm when he realized what almost happened. He gratefully said,

The blade was coming straight at Zen's neck at a deceptive angle, one that was difficult to escape. He wanted to kill

to hell! Purple

explosions in his body, and seven substantial bloody holes appeared on his chest. When Zen enhanced his strength, the Purple Fist Strength had improved

noble disciple's body. Zen eliminated a child from a

was finally

disciples that were strong enough had raced past and onto the third layer, while the ones who didn't

The noble disciples' number went from more than twenty to only a

crystal fragments in this pass was the easiest way to get into the Cloud

a single person to rush the barrier, or that so many others would get involved. They lost control of the situation immediately and unexpectedly lost more than