Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Despite the overwhelming number of rings made from Benjamin's life vitality, there were still some gaps between each of the rings. Just as the fluttering of the life vitality rings made gaps that were large enough, Jill launched her attack.

Jill dashed forward, rapidly weaving through the life vitality rings!

Benjamin felt sort of complacent at first. He hadn't expected much from his opponent who seemed to be a delicate beauty. He would totally beat her in the first round without effort. But before his words faded, Jill's yellow figure was charging straight at him at an incredible speed.

But Benjamin's reaction was swift as well. At this juncture, he let out a howl and directed the scarlet machete in his hand at Jill. Then he swung the machete three times.

"Three strikes of Bloody Hell!"

"Clank, clank, clank!"

Jill was still smiling. Her pretty little face looked quite lovely. But absolute strength was concealed beneath her lovely appearance.

The jade sword in her hand was much smaller than Benjamin's scarlet machete—only at the length of two chopsticks or so. However, the short jade sword easily fended off the overwhelming power generated by the three strikes of Bloody Hell.

Disbelief was written all over Benjamin's face now. He attempted to launch another strike, but as a jet of cyan light flashed, the jade sword was pressed against his neck...

"Jill won. Benjamin lost!"

The referee announced the result of this match.

Yehudi did not realize what had happened until the result was declared. He had expected that Jill might turn the table with certain secret moves. But it really took him by surprise that Jill had made it in such a brisk and fierce fashion.

At this time, Yehudi shot Zen a look of deep significance. 'This guy does have sharp vision.'

The nine matches finished quickly. Disciples on the stage filed out, and the second group of disciples immediately marched into the arena.

members of the second group.

guy at

I remember three years ago, Jacques who was also at the second

Sect. That shows the quality of disciples at the peak! A

Only at the second-grade of the nature level, he was too conspicuous. And, so he attracted everyone's attention the moment he

eyes were locked on Zen. Pointing at Zen, he asked, "Xu, what's going on? Drizzle Peak sent a kid at the second grade of

to display the power of the most outstanding disciples

Competition were considered elites of all the disciples. Among them, the weakest was at the eighth or ninth grade of the nature level. Some of the stronger contestants had reached the pinnacle of the nature level, and some had even entered the Illuminating Soul Realm!

for Kenneth to ask specifically about this contestant who was merely at the

elder named Xu was a bit taken aback as well. He was also clueless as to why Drizzle Peak had dispatched a little guy at the second grade of the nature level to participate in the competition. After all, the ranking of

or powerful," Kenneth

to avoid embarrassment. "Some disciples may have obtained enlightenments by luck, so it's possible for a low-ranked man to challenge those at higher ranks." When speaking out loud, the elder named Xu found that his explanation was unconvincing, even

fight against higher-ranked opponents. However, such geniuses never came from Drizzle Peak, because a majority of disciples from Drizzle Peak

have looked forward to his performance. However, Zen was an inner disciple, particularly an inner disciple from Drizzle Peak. What was more, was that he was only at the second grade of the nature

disciples were ready.

nine combats were going on simultaneously, most eyes were focused on Zen's fight.

I happen to be fighting a guy at the second grade of the nature

but he was heavyset. So,

though they were allowed to send 33 disciples for the All Peaks Competition, the number was still small when compared to the number of disciples at Azure Peak. To qualify

nature level even though he was only at the ninth grade of nature level. In doing

gazed at Langdon Zhou blandly, saying

of the All Peaks Competition are loathsome, too loathsome. I've busted my ass just to get entry to this competition. But you, a little guy only at the second grade,

'This Langdon Zhou already despises me. Yet he still feels the need to provoke me with words. Perhaps it's

he strikes. This is a widely known trick. But

to figure out how I'm going to beat you. So you might as well stop