Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

The outer disciples of Drizzle Peak were crestfallen. After three humiliating defeats, Wurth had finally earned them a victory. However, that had been short-lived.

When the short man that defeated Wurth challenged the remaining disciples from Drizzle Peak, none accepted. It was indeed sad that from all the disciples at Drizzle Peak, none were suitable for the challenge.

When Zen said he was going to fight, his voice was not loud. But it was penetrating so that all the people could hear him.

"What? Zen wants to fight with them on behalf of Drizzle Peak?"

"No, he can't. He did beat Leo, but Leo was only ranked 30th from among Drizzle Peak's outer disciples. What makes Zen think that he's qualified to fight disciples from Vulture Peak?"

"God, We are done for. We are about to lose this challenge. I will not get the elixir next month. How will I cultivate then?"

The outer disciples of Drizzle Peak bemoaned their situation.

The short man in the battle ring stared at Zen. When he heard the comments from the crowd, the jeering expression on his face intensified. "You? A guy at the marrow refining level? Haha... Well, I'll take on your challenge. But don't expect me to show any mercy!"

Challenges between peaks were common. To ensure that each peak had a fair chance to win, usually the top 30 ranked outer disciples, namely each peak's most elite students, were selected to fight.

top 30 ranks who was not even half-step into

refining level was going to represent Drizzle Peak against them,

going to let

bet it's going to be a big joke at Cloud Sect. I was worried

if Henry was not cultivating in seclusion, would Jesse Liu lose to him?

Peak had come to watch the contests. As few as they might be, the disciples from Vulture Peak now looked arrogant because they believed that Drizzle Peak had no disciples who could match their skills. And now, a disciple at the marrow refining level was offering to battle with

from Vulture Peak were not the only ones to think it was ridiculous.

disciple from Drizzle Peak who could compete in the ring.

was ranked first, was refining in seclusion, and the disciples who were ranked higher than Wurth did not

concern was not the short man who defeated Wurth. No, they were confident that they would be able to parry with him successfully. What worried them were the contestants from Vulture

they fought indiscriminately, they would not only humiliate themselves after their defeat, but they might

cowering in the corner. They felt that they had no choice even if Zen failed. Drizzle Peak had lost most of the competitions anyway, and they didn't mind

even

and deliberately walked to the ring. Then he stared at the short man standing opposite him.

with Wurth. His best feature was his incredible speed. Zen figured that he might not be able to compete with this man in terms of speed, but when it

his opponent and said,