Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

"Eh?

Why another Drizzle Peak disciple? I seem to be destined to take on the whole of Drizzle Peak today." At the sight of Zen, Mack faked an innocent smile. Beneath the harmless expression lay his brutal, unconcealable nature.

"Yeah, it's sort of destined," Zen responded coolly. Although the disciple did not show much emotion when he witnessed Yehudi being tormented by Mack, in truth, a strong impulse took hold of him—to rush to the center of the arena and smash Mack to pieces. Still, this was the All Peaks Competition. With several saints, elders, and even head of the sect present, Zen couldn't dare to charge and attack Mack as he wanted to, no matter how confident he was about his explosive force.

Licking his lips maliciously, Mack asked, "That guy named Yehudi…he's the best in Drizzle Peak, isn't he?

Did you see how he ended up? If you're scared, don't worry, you can admit your defeat right now!"

As he taunted Zen, Mack pointed at the referee to the side of the battle ground with an genuine smile on his face.

No one could deny that Mack seemed like a sanguine boy. His tanned skin and strong build made him look very healthy and full of vitality. However, his style of fighting entirely contrasted his image.

"Admit my defeat?" With a drastic arch of his brows, Zen strolled up to Mack, cracking his knuckles. "I sure want to see what on earth you can do to make me admit my defeat."

Zen's body was nearly as hard and strong as a medium-grade spiritual weapon, so the periosteum in his knuckles was also peerlessly firm and tenacious—a loud crack could be heard from every flex of his knuckle.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

The cracks reverberated across the arena like thunderclaps.

weapons crashed and clattered against each other, still, their crashing sounds, shouts, and barks were all drowned out by the cracking of

hardly able to imagine that a man could

highest level he can reach is the marrow

Mack's smile disappeared, a flag appeared in his hand which he then tossed onto the ground before rapidly

ability was not outstanding compared to all the others who had reached the nature level consummation. If he took on Zen purely with force, he

the most pivotal factor the combatants of the Eastern Region

land with a single blow. With that kind of power in mind, the combatants of the Eastern Region chose to refine their bodies only because they were getting their bodies prepared for the entry to the

to control life vitality, no one would want to spend their time and energy

most of the martial arts practitioners in the Eastern

hard and abruptly darted towards Mack. Taking Yehudi's failure as a lesson, Zen definitely

"Barging Fist!"

to utilize his Heavenly Ogre First, so he accordingly adopted the

of the common kinds, when paired with Zen's horrifying force and speed, it

but he recovered quickly. After all, the biggest threat to a magic array was not a powerful opponent. No matter

array during a fight. Without it, he would be like a swordsman without a sword or a saberman without a saber. At that point, Mack was

he detected Zen's speed, his life vitality began surging in his hands. The man stuck out a finger and gently pointed at the flag on the ground

grew into a huge flag and positioned itself in front of Mack

Zen's surprise, though, the flag swooshed in front of his eyes

"Huh?

funny about

the flag billowed, guiding him to walk around it. If he hadn't experienced kinds