Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Essentially, since Zen was only at the second grade of nature level, it seemed obvious to most people that he was an opportunistic rat, who would come up against a mighty master, like a disciple of the Illuminating Soul Realm, and then he would be at a loss and end up pulverized.

'So, Cecil Zhuge is a member of the Illuminating Soul Realm. Maybe I will try out the Sword Step, ' mused Zen instead of worrying like Mater Wen did. When he was at a half-step into the nature level, he managed to get the upper hand during a fight against a master of the Illuminating Soul Realm. Now, having broken through the confines that had held him back, Zen was at the second grade of nature level, so, it shouldn't be as challenging to win against a disciple of the Illuminating Soul Realm.

Zen had completely mastered the extraordinary, quirky and ever fluctuating Sword Step, but, he wanted to test it in a real fray.

The tall, handsome man with an effeminate air who stood arrogantly straight in the ring was Cecil Zhuge. In his hand was a fan bearing Eight Diagrams. It became apparent that the Eight Diagrams weren't patterns inscribed on it though, instead, they were slowly revolving against the fan, like they were alive.

"Zen Luo, this isn't the first time I've heard your name," said Cecil Zhuge as he shook his head disdainfully and continued, "There are quite a few members in my family who hate your guts, it seems. If you weren't a disciple here at the Cloud Sect, you wouldn't be safe, and you would've died a hundred times over by now. It seems your luck has run out! You're my opponent, and I'm going to destroy you. Now, listen..."

Interrupting the monolog, Zen impatiently said, "I've got to hand it to the Zhuge family. Each of you, first Fren, then Yale, Josef, and now you, with such an ego! Each of you has piled the crap higher than the last! Let's get on with this brawl! Unless, you want to save yourself the hassle and forfeit now!"

It shocked the disciples who were present when they heard Zen.

Soul Realm without a sword, but,

his skills. Without drawing his sword, he took on a

could Zen do?

it was a remarkable feat that someone at the second grade of nature level had a winning streak, like Zen, relying purely

thought it had been lucky that Zen hadn't encountered a very strong opponent,

disciples and a true master of the Illuminating Soul Realm. The spectators couldn't help but think

just argue, unconvinced until you come face to face with the grim reality yourself! Instead, I'll show you the difference between masters of Illuminating Soul Realm and nature creatures!" said Cecil Zhuge, seething. He'd been tipped off by his family, to

Zhuge Clan who wanted Zen's life ended during the competition. There was a disciple who Saint Viana arranged to

was publically known, so Cecil Zhuge had none of the apprehension of ending Zen's life!

right from the start. He waved his fan, bringing an evil wind of life vitality rolling at Zen. Adding to the intensity, rolling thunder heralded lightning that was building within the

Zen, he made use of Rocher's Sword

he'd won against Kim, Rocher had gone back to join the other Skytop Peak disciples. He wasn't interested in watching the other battles, so, instead, he was