Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

In fact, in the depths of his heart, Vale was a bit scared about how fast Zen was improving. His martial arts skills grew by leaps and bounds.

'It only took 6 months for Zen to have the strength to fight against me. If he had three years to practice, it would be impossible for me to catch up with him!' Vale's mind was racing wildly.

This time, Vale had to pull all his trump cards, techniques and weapons in order to defeat Zen calmly and easily, striking a blow to his confidence and crushing him.

Martial arts depended upon the will to improve. But when a warrior was defeated, his will could be diminished. If the blow was too much to bear, then his will could be shattered. He would be haunted by this, and unable to improve anymore.

In Vale's view, Zen's strength played a major role in helping him overcome all the obstacles, and walking to the current stage of All Peaks Competition. However, no matter how powerful Zen was, his top ability was only at the second grade of nature level. His main advantage was that creepy purple-black life vitality!

As long as he came up with a solution to deal with that, he'd have Zen on the ropes.

Zen, who only had the power of nature level, was nothing more than a clown. So, he figured he had plenty of time to play with Zen in the ring.

"Tricks?" Zen didn't answer his question but repeated his word. Meanwhile, a faint smile made its way across his face.

on Vale. While Vale was indeed powerful, he

show his cards simply because Vale taunted him. Only the mindless would be

I don't have any tricks?"

managed to remember what happened there and even come up

speaking, the strong people seldom pay attention to the weak. At Hell Mountain, I was just half-step into the nature level. To Vale, whose level is Illuminating Soul

an ant, no matter how special it is, human beings don't care if

Vale is, he was able to figure out my special ability and come up with a way to deal with it.

cope with my demonic life vitality, what can he do to me?' So many thoughts had come to Zen's mind

though it could bring real harm to Zen and even defeat him under

the "murderous intent of lotus", it could only keep Zen firmly on the ground but not harm him. From Vale's perspective, Zen was just a copper pea that he could not chew or

you the difference between your power and mine," Vale said with a slight smile, drawing a sword from

fingers in width, but 3.6 feet in length. The long, narrow sword was also engraved with many simple and ancient lines, obviously an awesome and ancient

officials, emperors and generals all wore such a sword. The key to its beauty was its thinness. Yet, due to