Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

No one was talking around the ring whereas before, it had been noisy. Everyone's mouth gaped open as if they could swallow a basin.

Nory's eyes sparkled. Although he was excited about the strength Zen was going to show before the fight, and he was convinced that Zen could win against the short man, he had no idea that Zen would do so with just one punch.

It had taken Zen only one punch to defeat a man who was half-step into the nature level!

All eyes reflected horror.

Even the black-robed inner disciples of Drizzle Peak, who had come to watch the battle, looked astonished.

"Glenn, what do you think of his strength?" asked a black-robed disciple.

"He has shown such power, and he's only at the marrow refining level," analyzed Glenn cautiously, who was also dressed in a black robe. "Then it won't be long before he is promoted to an inner disciple..." He then paused briefly before correcting himself. He said, "No, not only that. If he becomes a nature creature, Ronald Su would probably lose his Number one rank among the inner disciples to him... "

"He is so awesome?!" cried the black-robed disciple, his eyes widening.

Glenn shook his head and replied, "I can't judge his strength with this one blow. But I dare say that's just the tip of the iceberg. Maybe... You and I are no match for him."

"We're no match for him?" echoed the other black-robed disciple. His expression conveyed the bewilderment he was feeling. "We are nature creatures now. We can take advantage of our vitality to manipulate our energy into weapons. Our means of attack far exceed those of a man at the marrow refining level. How come he... "

"I don't know," Glenn interrupted with a shake of his head. "I just feel that way."

"Wow... "

a while, all the outer disciples of Drizzle Peak recovered from the shock and began to

more power than

these outer disciples were aware that this victory did not

all, Zen had to battle with three other strong disciples from Vulture Peak

Drizzle Peak ranked last from among the 33 peaks, everybody who

Zen to

of the twenty or so disciples who had

out of the rubble, and carry him back to their side. But the disciples of Drizzle Peak took advantage of the situation and caused trouble. Mischief glinted

along the edge of the ring to the people from

to

tone of voice, but what he said

already defeated one person and that his next opponent would also

than Tan's and

question was like a hard slap to his enemies'

a guy at the marrow refining level, how dare you be so arrogant?

from the disciples of Vulture Peak. He was big and burly, and

his feet and fell on the ring like an iron tower. When his feet touched the ring, he deliberately launched his life energy, which resulted in a depression in the ring. This was quite shocking to see as the ring was made of refined iron. All of a sudden, the entire battle ring shook and

to show

hands toward him in return. "I'm Zen Luo, no ranking at Drizzle Peak," he

moment and then realized that Zen had been recently admitted to Drizzle Peak. If that was the case, then it was normal for him to have no ranking. "Well, let's start now!" he