Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Jill and Tracy stood in the center of the field and attracted every eye in the auditorium.

Murmurs could be heard from the male disciples. Both Jill and Tracy were as beautiful as faeries, but efficient and deadly, which was why all eyes were on them in this match.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Maybe Tracy. Anyway, she's a personal disciple, and she's older."

"Huh! Who cares? I hope they will go toe to toe in the fight. They had better really get savage and tear their clothes when they fight! I'd love to see one of these chicks half naked!"

The males got excited and made crude comments when they talked about women, not even bothering to lower their voices.

Those dreadful comments carried themselves into the ears of the two girls. Jill only replied with a tilt of her head and an angry glare, but Tracy, who had a much worse temper, wouldn't let it go that easily.

Although most disciples from the Thirty Three Peaks didn't know Tracy very well, she was well-known among the personal disciples for her cruel techniques—and a more violent temper than a man. If someone treated her as the inexperienced and innocent girl she appeared to be, he would definitely regret it.

Tracy slowly walked to the edge of the field and jumped off the stage.

"Wait, why did she leave the stage? Where's she going?"

"Isn't a fighter forbidden to leave the field before the competition is done? Is she surrendering?"

"Oh crap! I think you're in trouble, Bass. She's flaunting all the rules, and headed this way. We were too loud!"

They all watched as Tracy walked towards the crowd from Drizzle Peak. The one who made the worst comment was Bass Qin, an inner disciple who ranked sixth in the Drizzle Peak.

Tracy stopped in front of him, giving him an icy cold gaze. She stared at him for several seconds and suddenly smiled mirthlessly. Her beautiful silhouette added to the temptation in her bright grin. She asked, "You want to see my body?"

Though Bass had a big mouth, he wasn't an idiot. Tracy was smiling at him like an old friend, but he was well aware she was furious inside.

Bass was among the worst-behaved ones in the All Peaks Competition. He had lost seven fights while winning only one, and he had been knocked out quickly, well before the group games were done that day. He liked to talk a lot, but now he was scared silent. Tracy meant business.

He totally understood that he was courting death if he admitted it, so he shook his head vehemently and stammered, "N-no. You don't understand. Th-that wasn't me—"

But Tracy turned a deaf ear to his words and continued with the same smile. "Well, it's not impossible..."

them couldn't believe

do is to gouge your eyes out afterward,"

their hearts sink with fear. They knew that she wasn't

Bass kept

your eyes out. You said those words

Master Wen, trying to get him to

with his poor performance, but also irritated Tracy with his loose lips. Nonetheless, he felt that it

his disciple. He stepped forward and said, "Tracy, this is all his fault. He shouldn't have said

a grovelling tone, "Tracy, I shouldn't have

insisted stubbornly, "Choose:

I..." Bass was desperate. Even Master Wen

She'd left the field, so it was

helping at all. As for the two elders who were supposed to

was in a dilemma. Although it was Bass's fault, Master Wen couldn't allow Tracy to do anything extreme to his charge. Why

Wen cast his eyes towards

seat silently since Tracy left the field. He had

believed Bass deserved

he didn't think it was technically wrong to do what Bass did. If a warrior managed to irritate his enemies they might make a mistake during the fight. It

have known better than to open his mouth. If it was Rocher or any other personal disciple, Tracy might have decided it wasn't

as Zen, Zen didn't feel sorry for

lesson for Yehudi's sake because Yehudi had provided him with information

did Zen a favor, he'd always return the favor with interest. This was one of his

behavior. He believed that Bass deserved everything

pleading eyes, he eventually sighed in resignation and decided to step up. After all, he knew that thousands of other disciples in the Drizzle Peak were still watching them through the Picture Slab, and that they would feel ashamed if they saw their fellow disciple being

with a smile, "He's apologized. Just let it go. If you want, I can have

Tracy's eyes, the disciples from the Drizzle Peak were a waste of space, and even Master Wen couldn't earn her respect. However, Zen

the beginning of the competition, Rocher was the only

was the youngest and strongest sword practitioner in Skytop Peak. On the other hand, Zen was a nobody before the All Peaks Competition. Out of

would mean that Zen was

then no one would fight, and