Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

"Zen, just throw in the towel!"

Master Wen and the other disciples were silently praying for Zen to cave in. At that very moment, they didn't care about winning in the competition, but Zen's life.

However, Zen didn't listen and kept on rushing towards the wind blades.

The irregular-shaped thick blades attacked Zen from all directions.

"Poop-poop…"

Then the blades finally hit and stabbed Zen's body, creating sickening sounds.

The robe that Zen was wearing was still new, but it was instantly cut into pieces when the blades fell on it.

He looked like a firecracker from an angle bursting in an instant as the tiny pieces of his clothes scattered in all directions.

"It's too late. I'm afraid that he's been cut into pieces," a disciple murmured as he watched the pieces of Zen's clothes fly around. But to his surprise, when the view started to be clear, he saw a naked body in the air.

It was a nearly perfect body–smooth skin with a healthy metallic shine, physically attractive, well-proportioned, and full of power. The body didn't have any visible physical damage.

But as they looked closely, they saw some tiny marks on his body left by the blades that hit him.

"I can't believe it! How can he survive the attack from the blades without any damage?" a disciple said with disbelief in his eyes.

He wasn't the only one who couldn't believe what he was seeing. All the other disciples were also shocked.

Even Kenneth who showed no care for anything suddenly stood up and stared at Zen's body.

The disciples from Lady Peak who were silently staring at the naked Zen suddenly moved their eyes to Zen's lower torso. Their faces suddenly turned red and they let out a scream. They had to turn their faces away to hide their blushing cheeks and covered their eyes with their hands even though they still couldn't help peeping at him.

But there was one female disciple who just kept staring at the naked Zen. She pursed her lips into a smile and her eyes were filled with excitement. She said, "Patrick, it seems that you have boasted. I am afraid that even your King Kong Cover cannot match with his flesh skin."

Patrick Pei cultivated himself according to Buddhist doctrine and the nature of his mind was his vital asset. His creed in life was "not to be pleased by external gains, and not saddened by personal losses". In the past, he could always maintain his inner peace and let his mind be calm and stable no matter what the circumstances. However, at this moment, the surprise in his eyes was hard to conceal. Hearing the words from Tracy Mo's mouth, he replied with self-mockery, "You're right. I guess I have underestimated him. This guy's body is far stronger than I have imagined, and I wonder how he did it."

people seldom practiced both life vitality and flesh body. Therefore, both the Illuminating Soul Realm masters and Marrow Refining level practitioners were equal in terms of their body strength. The only essential difference between the two realms was their life

uncommon to see Zen's strong

really want to make a hole in his body and hear him beg for his life."

"His flesh is as hard

him yet. What makes you think I can't? I'm not a jerk like Cecil and it's easy to knock down someone like

his head and made no further comment. He continued

the disciples who participated in the All Peaks Competition were extremely surprised with Zen's excellent performance.

the turn of events was Zen's opponent–Cecil. He was certain that Zen would die after he was hit by

rewarded with the White Jade Pill. Its value was beyond dispute because of the

cyclone of blades and his clothes shattered into pieces. But

"You…"

can I do? I can't believe the

to break that taboo? Is that the only way?' he thought to himself. Cecil gritted

he used

to use this forbidden martial art, he had to use his own blood essence. He was in the lower hand right now.

lost in his own thoughts, several blades of wind suddenly surrounded him.

intertwining with each other!" Cecil was not in a safe place right now, and all he could do was try to avoid

himself was unable to control it. As a result, the match turned out to be surviving the wind of blades, and whoever survived it

easily dodge the blades with his strong body. But Cecil could not, and he could instantly

of the cyclone. Although Cecil was at Illuminating Soul Realm and could fly, he just continuously jumped to avoid the blades, appearing to be slightly

wasn't only the blades that Cecil needed to dodge

himself be absorbed by the cyclone of blades but didn't pass a chance to attack Cecil. When the gust of blades wrapped Zen and

he had many ways to beat Cecil, he still chose the simplest and

knew that he would face more powerful disciples than Cecil in the following competitions, so he had to play all his cards well until he reached the final match. In fact, he didn't want anyone to

just dashed into the blades of wind, shattering his robe

fighting naked and wanted to

be the same with his body, so if Zen hit him with that fist, he would certainly be defeated.

was running out. Just as he was

then he would