Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

At the sight, the crowd began to discuss.

"Dick's blow is so terrifying. He could strike Zen into the air using only the kill song. He is so much stronger than Zen. Zen will lose in this round."

"I'm afraid the damage would be more than just losing the battle. The word 'kill' is so unfathomable. It contains terrifying power within itself. And I had a bad feeling when I saw this word. It seems as though it might bounce Zen's force back. That's to say Zen will suffer the damage of his own attack as well as the blow from the word 'kill'. Whether he can still stand or not, remains to be seen."

"Oh! I get it. Zen was hit by the innate superhuman strength from himself. I hope that he is unable to stand. Yes, he should not be able to stand. I bet all on him losing, and I lost my money in the previous rounds in which Zen fought and won. If he continues to win, I will lose all my money. I gambled on Dick being stronger. If Zen fails, I will recover my money and perhaps, even make a profit!"

"Don't worry. He won't recover from this attack. Even if his body is made of steel and iron, he can't withstand it."

In fact, except for the disciples from Drizzle Peak and the people who wagered on Zen's victory, almost all the other people hoped that Zen would lose. They prayed that Zen wouldn't stand after the blow.

Zen didn't get up. But it was not because he couldn't. He was thinking about how to deal with the current situation. Zen figured it would be best if he stayed down and used the time to find a solution to break Dick's word trick.

consideration, Zen realized that it would be impossible for him

rely on other

five defense songs continuously spun around Dick. And there were two kill songs around him. Although Master Yu had instructed him to kill Zen, should he find the

moral standards. How could he take advantage

that he was unconscious. If so, that would be the best outcome.

on the ground. He could explain to Master Yu that Zen had passed out, and that meant that Zen had lost. So he was justified in stopping his attack. But the moment Dick heaved a sigh of relief, Zen rolled over and jumped to his feet. Zen then took a moment to check if his body could still function well. A carefree smile lit

was surprised. He took a deep breath. It seemed that Zen

Dick was the kind of person who would not take action until he had worked out a good strategy.

impossible to hurt him. Even his body was made of iron and steel, he should have been broken into two parts with the heavy

unhurt. He didn't know that his assumption was close to reality. Zen's body was indeed a spiritual weapon. Moreover, it was at the middle-grade level of a spiritual weapon.

not far from him. In the next instant, Zen rushed

strength before, Zen understood that he could not hide it forever. Moreover, if someone really wanted to