Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Born with innate superhuman strength, Zen had a super strong corporeal body. Even if he were hit by a spiritual weapon, he wouldn't be hurt. No matter how much the other disciples envied him, it didn't matter.

But what if his soul was also that powerful?

That would be totally unfair. Why did God favor Zen that much?

Every warrior had their own special strength and style. Swordsmen were dexterous; blade-men were domineering with destructive power, while assassins had strong hidden abilities, not to mention the ability to kill with a single hit.

Those who claimed they were strong in every skill simply meant that they were weak in every aspect. If you had a lot of different talents, you'd be mediocre, because specialization was the key to success. If you put in a lot of time practicing one skill, your other skills would suffer.

But Zen was an exception. He was perfectly well-rounded.

It was almost an impossible dream. And it was hard to believe it happened to Zen. He was only a boy of seventeen, and he had only achieved the second grade of the nature level!

If people did not believe it, that was understandable. In other words, they admitted that Zen just defeated Johanson in the spirit level, but didn't want to believe that someone of his age was so well-rounded.

Seeing the disbelief on people's faces, the disciple shut his mouth. They didn't want to hear more about it, so he said no more.

But another disciple backed him up. "He's right. Johanson lost to Zen in the soul battle, because he was weaker. I don't know how strong Zen's spirit is, but I'm sure Johanson's spirit is far less powerful. It's easy to tell the powerful from the weak."

The result of spirit competition between two warriors could be easily and immediately determined. And it would hardly change.

Hearing another disciple say the same thing, the rest of the disciples took a deep breath, dumbfounded and lost in silence.

When you're comparing goods, get rid of the poor quality one. When this was applied to people, the poor ones could not survive. The saying was not to judge, but simply to say that a man should be happy with what he already had, and not compare himself to others.

As time slipped by, Zen went from the little disciple of Drizzle Peak that nobody knew to the man with extraordinary talents, a superstar in the All Peaks Competition. He overshadowed the vast majority of the disciples! Now that Zen was a superstar they looked up to, they would never challenge him.

That was how it always was. If someone was a bit better than you, you might challenge him. But if he were much stronger than you and had earned all kinds of accolades, then you'd never think to compete with him.

The image of Zen in their hearts was like an insurmountable mountain, which they would not be able to conquer even if they tried with their whole life.

Kenneth, head of the Cloud Sect, knitted his eyebrows as he watched the fight in the arena.

on his strength and judgment, it was easy for him to figure out that the Zen-Johanson fight was risky, so risky that it might result in the death of one or both of them, especially if any of them didn't

Cloud Sect would assign so many dangerous missions. That was also why so many warriors chose to join the military to gain more experience. Only walking on the edge

Kenneth still had a hint of doubt deep inside.

like he's not fighting to win but to kill. Is it because he hates Zen so much?' he thought

full play to their own strengths, but he didn't want to see any of them die as both of them were Cloud Sect's genius disciples. Besides, Zen's talent and strengths were considerable, so he cared about the boy more. Kenneth even had plans for the boy, if

find out Zen's information in those practicing places recently. This man now handed Elder Xu a jade slip.

Xu took the slip, turned around and handed it to Kenneth

took it, unfolded it and began to scan it. After finishing reading it, he furrowed

face, Elder Xu asked carefully, "Sir, what did it

threw the slip to him and said

unfolded the slip and had a quick scan. Then, his face also

in, and attained a depth of one hundred and thirty meters under water. He's only at the first grade of the nature level. Yet he could do such an amazing feat. So he is a rare

eighth difficulty and also grabbed the sword intent. From the founding of our Cloud Sect till now, I have not seen such a disciple. He is a rare

he finished reading this, his face grew

even had an epiphany about the sword intent. It seems that Zen is still hiding his real strength now.

slowly, "But such reports, which should be delivered to me, were intercepted by several saints! It was done by Saint Viana and Saint Zara, right? So these guys, who reached the top grade of Illuminating Soul Realm by virtue of the resources of Cloud Sect, now think they can do

eyebrows. "I don't know how the two old men and Zen are connected. But now it seems that they are trying to kill him, and at the

again when he heard Kenneth's

Saint Viana did have beefs with Zen, based on the slip. But, requiring their own personal disciple to kill Zen at All Peaks Competition? Would they

Saint Zara and Saint Viana

competition now?" asked Elder Xu earnestly. Although it wasn't a

his hand, which startled Elder Xu. He then explained his reasons, "Johanson is likely weaker than Zen. He probably won't

battle between Zen and Johanson in the

Zen's broken flying knife had made its debut, he didn't have to

It was a brilliant move, but the arena was only so big, and there were only a hundred or so shadows in the arena. It was just a matter of time before Zen

shouted to

phantoms answered his call, and he directed them to penetrate the shadows. The phantoms did so, one by one. If Johanson stayed

same time, the broken flying knife in Zen's hand revolved around him madly. Every time the broken flying knife flew out, it