Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

However, it was undeniable that Zen was not a weak person, and the disciples had to admit this, including the fact that he was strong enough to be among the top-ranked disciples of Cloud Sect.

After the intermezzo, the competition resumed and Zen returned to the base of Drizzle Peak.

The ones most worried about Zen's safety were of course Master Wen and the Drizzle Peak disciples. All they could do was stand by helplessly, unable to help Zen in his match. After all, the leader and saints were present, thus preventing them from speaking a word in front of them.

Everyone held their breath until they saw Zen land on his feet safely. Upon his return, they were just as filled with envy seeing the pill given by the leader to Zen. Although they had no idea what the Blood Condensation Pill was, since it came from the leader, they knew it must be a rare treasure.

Finally, Zen sat down and took the pill.

The Blood Condensation Pill had a unique taste and instantly melted in the mouth. It released a strong smell of blood, and Zen almost felt that he was not taking a pill, but sucking fresh blood.

After several minutes, Zen could feel the blood pulsing through his body and his face burning and turning red. The rush of blood flow was twice as fast as normal. It was the Blood Condensation Pill in action.

As previously explained, it was expected to increase pneuma and blood. The rapid flow of blood was good for the body and the faster it flowed, the more distinctive the promotion.

With the pill's effects released to the maximum extent, Zen could feel the blood burning in his vessels.

Rather than discomfort, Zen felt himself full of energy.

He smiled as he took a deep breath of satisfaction.

pill, the competition continued in high gear.

All Peaks Competition. They

and reached the later stages, the fighting in the field

of the 33 peaks were making desperate efforts to push their final ranking.

up with a top disciple from the other peaks or a personal disciple whose skill was far above their own, most would simply throw in the towel to preserve their strength for the next round of fighting. If they

had to bring

it was again Zen's turn to fight, after the

interrupt him or not. The pill from the leader was very precious. It would be a sin to waste even just a little of it. So, he announced, "Zen has not finished absorbing the pill. We will put off

said aloud, "No! There

threw the referee in a

Zen to continue. Although he was not directly under Kenneth's power, just one order from the leader could

was nothing serious and I can go on,"

to

of relief and a smile spread across his face. "Then please

the man at the other

disciple, he was one of the top disciples of Daylily Peak and was of no ordinary talent. He

Zen. Personal disciples always beat ordinary disciples. No one had ever witnessed a personal disciple throw

the disciples. Or perhaps it could be said that the performances of