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.

far, Zen had many cards that had not been used. However, he didn't plan to use these on Vale. While Vale was indeed powerful, he was not the most powerful. If he were to win the first place

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

me, if I don't have any tricks?"

We had only one fight at Hell Mountain. Yet, he managed to remember what happened there and even

to the weak. At Hell Mountain, I was just half-step into the nature level. To Vale, whose level is Illuminating

no matter how special it is, human

and come up with a way

my demonic life vitality, what can he do to me?' So many

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

it could only keep Zen firmly on the ground but not harm him. From Vale's perspective, Zen was just a copper pea

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

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

Sword, a very popular sword in ancient times. In particular, high ranking officials, emperors and generals all wore such a sword. The key to its beauty was its thinness. Yet, due to the extreme thinness, it could be easily