Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Even though he had exerted himself to the extreme, Zen was still out of his reach. Since the competition started, Zen had been combating only by the dint of his body and speed—he had not yet even exercised a single bit of his life vitality.

'Is this guy really at the grade two of nature level?'

'He must be a monster…'

Seeing Zen strutting towards him with a smile not quite reaching his eyes and a chilling gaze, as if he was staring at a dead man, York felt a shudder run up his spine. In haste, he yelled at the referee, "I…I give up!

I, York of Sea Peak, give up!"

Void of any expression, the referee announced the result of the combat. "Zen won, York lost!"

As the combat came to a conclusion, the light curtain of the enchanted barrier retreated sideways. Clutching at his chest, York blundered all the way off the arena as though there was a devil on his tail.

"Zen, you're awesome!"

"That's right! You have to be harsh to guys who eat their own words!"

The turnout of the combat left the disciples of Drizzle Peak pumped up. Meanwhile, those from Sea Peak were left quiet and ashen-faced.

This time, Sea Peak not only lost the match but also their reputation. 'If York defeated Zen, we would still have a chance to turn the situation around. In the world of martial arts practitioners, the winners are considered heroes. If Sea Park won, we would be victorious. So what if one guy broke his word? Will you Drizzle Peak disciples complain like a whining housewife?' thought the members of Sea Peak in their hearts.

they would win, many of the Sea Peak disciples were ready to make a counterattack

Zen. That was way beyond anyone's expectations.

Peak. Even as they watched the battle unfold, they could not understand why York fell so weak that he could barely strike a threatening attack, even as he went above and beyond the three moves that he promised he would use to defeat Zen. Instead, he was vanquished by Zen in a single

turned completely different from their expectations, so the disciples were still left in shock. In the face of Drizzle Peak's mocking, they felt their prepared snarky replies and words fail them. Now that they had just

go all out in the match, he still undoubtedly drew much attention,

piqued their interest—Rocher, a man that was said to be a

The Mystical Pace. The manual spoke more of a special pacing

the lessons of The Mystical Pace, Rocher was able to defeat an expert in the Illuminating Soul Realm in one quick strike of

bursts

Pace. Upon a closer look, he noticed

fast and flexible speed without practicing

practicing those methods and picks up his speed…' Rocher contemplated Zen's potential. 'This guy really is

his way back to the Drizzle Peak team and took a seat in the corner as

Wen and the other disciples did not dare go to bother him. Having won the two matches he fought in, he was probably Drizzle Peak's only

arena proceeded, one

amazingly powerful disciples of

Blackrock, were proven to have some extremely gifted disciples participating

disciples were far from satisfactory. Other than Zen who won two matches in a row, and another who lost two matches and won one,