Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Among York's sword skills, Mad-monster Hacking was his most powerful move.

The refinement technique he practiced had some attributes of wind, since his martial arts emphasized being quick, hard and violent.

As he wielded his machete in preparation to hack Zen, whirlpools appeared before his black-blue antique machete. A sharp coldness could be felt from the consequently formed spinning currents.

The intents of blade, sword, and spear

were extremely difficult to grasp.

For even just coming to understand a bit of blade intent, York was already an amazing warrior. No matter what martial arts move he used, the blade intent greatly multiplied its power.

The only problem was that York was incapable of covering the whole machete with the blade intent, so he could only apply a little blade intent to the revolving aura on the blade before trying to hack Zen.

Given the situation, York actually felt that his use of the blade intent was enough to beat or even kill the man.

"How can you resist this?" murmured York with narrowed eyes.

A cold smile appeared on his face as he rushed towards Zen with the Mad-monster Hacking technique.

As his opponent dashed towards him, Zen squinted at the machete in the other's hands.

He could feel the blade intent flowing through the black-blue antique machete.

Be that as it might, the blade intent wasn't enough to hurt or even threaten Zen.

It hadn't been long since Zen started to feel and create the sword intent himself--he was already capable of using the intent at will. It would cover more than three square meters surrounding his body and if anybody attempted to enter his circle of defense, he could easily snap his fingers and they would be torn to pieces.

The blade intent, which York was so proud of, was nothing to Zen.

Before York's hacking technique could even reach Zen's body, Zen's eyes began to glow. His sword intent suddenly formed and immediately smashed York's blade intent to bits.

Because the real strength and power of Mad-monster Hacking lay in the blade intent, once it was destroyed, he was basically harmless to Zen.

"What the fuck?"

Zen's counterattack left York shocked and paralyzed.

The blade intent which he had taken a great amount of his effort and time in mastering disappeared in the blink of an eye.

'Impossible!'

The blade intent was formless and his understanding of its nature was profound and unforgettable.

created his own intent,

some kind of intent on his

swift and he withdrew it even more quickly, leaving York clueless as to why

heart, his Mad-Monster Hacking

strong heart and mind no matter what was thrown in his path. If he was swayed and began to doubt himself, he would find

was already certain that York was no longer a threat after losing his blade intent.

Bang!

could no longer hold his weapon, causing him

opponent in a single move. Instead, he smiled at

"Fail?

to wield it again, York intended to start another attack. All the while, he thought he failed due to his insufficient understanding of the blade intent. The idea that Zen was merely able to smash his blade intent

laughed with a

memory?" asked York, puzzled. "Didn't you tell me you would

seemed so confident about that. Where's that confidence now, huh?" Zen chuckled

made York take a nervous

hearing Zen's remarks, York seemed

his skills in martial arts, certain that he could defeat the disciple of Drizzle Peak easily. However,

to use the third move of his technique, York realized that his blade intent suddenly disappeared. If he intended to keep his previous promise, it would mean that he

the fight, he would lose any chance to compete with the other participants. It was too shameful for someone like York, so he refused to admit defeat or leave the

he would be considered a promise-breaker

the arena," a scornful voice came from a man

break your

disciples of Sea Peak never missed the opportunity to laugh at those from Drizzle Peak. Now, it was Drizzle Peak's disciples' turn to

three moves. Surely he wouldn't go back on his own words, would he?" In truth, Zen worried him. The fact that he

He had faith in York's strength in martial arts. Although York might lose during the next round when he had to fight

group competitions. Because he wouldn't allow York

all that was at stake, Master

he finally decided that participating in the competition outweighed keeping a promise and his image as a warrior. Standing firm in his decision, he got cheeky and shouted at

stirred an uproar among the

you tell your disciple

peak's name to

fight for the

good match

from Drizzle Peak mocked master Wang as they laughed

Therefore, upon hearing the Drizzle Peak disciples' taunting, they couldn't refrain from cursing back at them anymore. Before the fight at the arena could come to a conclusion, most of the audience were already

It was quite a rare occurrence to see people quarreling at the

"Quiet!"