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... "

while, all the outer disciples of Drizzle Peak recovered from

more power than they imagined he

victory did

all, Zen had to battle with three other strong disciples from Vulture Peak later, and presumably, each would be more powerful than the previous contestant.

Although Drizzle Peak ranked last from among the 33 peaks, everybody who was its disciple,

courage for Zen to stand up for

the twenty or so disciples who had come

But the disciples of Drizzle Peak took advantage of the situation and caused trouble. Mischief glinted in their eyes as they jostled each other so that the disciples from Vulture Peak had a hard time

people from Vulture Peak and shouted,

wanted to

of voice, but what he said actually was subtly aggressive.

that he had already defeated one person and that his next opponent would also meet the

sentence was more pernicious than Tan's and the short man's rambling sarcasm!

question was like a hard slap to his enemies'

level, how dare you be so arrogant? I'll challenge

He was big and burly, and his white robe bulged with his taut

which resulted in a depression in the ring. This was quite shocking to see

man, though keen to show his force, was upright, and not sarcastic like the short man had

was polite, Zen cupped his hands toward him in return. "I'm Zen Luo, no ranking at Drizzle Peak," he introduced himself

Zen had been recently admitted to Drizzle Peak. If that was the case, then it was normal for him to have