Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Ryan realized Zen's predicament, and a big, cynical grin grew on his handsome face. His eyes narrowed as he studied his target. Ryan knew that Zen had potential. His combat experience and his skills had given Ryan a challenge. Although Zen had come from a low-level clan, he had a strong mind and excellent cultivation abilities.

However, Zen had sealed his fate when he dared to offend the Fang Clan.

Killing him during the blooded test and ensuring that Zen could no longer attain his dream, which had been spun by faith, willpower, and endeavor, were very alluring for Ryan. It made the blooded test more interesting.

Zen stood in the corner. The filament net was behind him. If he took even one small step backward, the net would cut him into small pieces. He would die right away. Ryan stalked toward Zen. A thick layer of chaotic filaments writhed in his hand.

For Zen, this seemed like the end.

'Alas, will I lose this time?'

Zen did not want to lose. He could retake the blooded test and join Cloud Sect next month! But he had worked hard and thought that he deserved this win.

Every time Zen thought of Yan and her predicament, he felt pressed for time. She was trapped in Hell Mountain, and he had no idea what had happened to her. Equally, Yan had no clue what was happening in their Clan. A small voice inside Zen kept urging him forward. 'Don't waste time. Hurry up! You have to save Yan as soon as possible!' were the thoughts that drove Zen to accomplish his goals.

'The filaments are lethal, and I am trapped. What can I do? My bones withstood Evil Lan's attacks. Perhaps they are strong enough to resist damage from the filaments.' In his moment of despair, Zen stumbled on a risky but brilliant idea. He decided to roll the dice. He put one of his hands behind his back and touched the net with one finger.

The moment his finger touched the net, Zen felt a sharp pain. He knew that the filaments had cut through the skin of his finger. In spite of the agonizing pain, he pushed his finger a little further. It was time to test his theory! The bones of his finger successfully stopped the filaments.

'Aha, my bones can resist the damage of the filaments!' Zen was thrilled!

filaments had also hurt his finger bones, however,

me fight tooth

real. Even if I risk my life, I will not die for real. The worst thing

to let Ryan get his way without a proper fight. Now that he knew that his body could handle the filament's cutting force, Zen planned to surprise Ryan. He waited quietly as Ryan approached

from him, Zen raised his arms

first thought was that Zen was out of his mind. However, Ryan soon regained his composure. 'How dare Zen pounce on the filaments like

he surrendering so

that moment, not

also the masters paying close attention to

be knocked out of the

the masters felt about his potential. A strong warrior would not be crippled by defeat. Instead, he could stage a comeback in the next test. Joining Cloud Sect should not be too hard

had thought of everything. They had planned to find out where Zen lived as they intended to visit him after the blooded test. Regardless of the result of the test, they wanted to show some kindness

stared at their picture

skin on his arms and legs. As the filaments worked their way through his flesh, tissue, and muscle, the pain became unbearable. Zen gritted his teeth and pushed forward.

to cut through. As expected, his bones could resist the cutting force of

the filaments, but to his surprise, Zen was wounded, but not

Zen. Taking advantage of this situation, Zen punched him in the face. The force used by Zen was so strong that Ryan's pretty face was badly mutilated with the first blow. Even so, Zen still managed to catch the shock reflecting

he deserved the title. In spite of slow response, he twisted his body, roared, and