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Apparently, more than one person wanted to know the result. And Master Wen was the most anxious.

Except for the disciples who had fainted, all other onlookers stared intently at the fighting court.

As the demonic life vitality cleared slowly, a thin figure was seen standing in the arena. He didn't appear to be athletic, but he was full of strength. He was not tall, but people looked up to him.

"Zen!" Master Wen could not help exclaiming in excitement. At this moment, his eyes were full of tears, and he almost cried.

A fierce discussion began among the disciples. "Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Who can tell me what happened just now? Why is Zen standing there while Jacques is lying on the ground?" one disciple asked with disbelief.

"Are you asking me? I don't know either. I actually don't understand this fight at all!" another disciple answered.

"It was obviously Jacques who was attacking Zen. After all, his attack method used the roar of a dragon. But why is Zen standing while Jacques seems to be hurt? This makes no sense!" a third disciple exclaimed with an astonished look.

The result of the fight was beyond the expectation of the audience. They could not understand what had happened.

Zen shook his head. The Streamer Sword in his hand trembled when he took a deep breath. His eyes became brighter than before as his soul had upgraded once again.

Facing Jacques' attack method, Multiple Stabs of the Dragon Bone Spear, Zen could bear it with his Streamer Sword. But he felt it difficult to stand the power of the flood dragon attached to it. Even though Zen had tried his best, he was unsure of Jacques' defeat as the power of the flood dragon was so strong.

However, when Zen started fighting with his Streamer Sword, the cyan dragon in his mind also joined in. The cyan dragon roared and controlled the power of the flood dragon in a second. When Jacques heard the cyan dragon's roar, he was stunned.

This reaction gave Zen enough time to summon the black fire inside his body. In the blink of an eye, the black fire consumed Jacques' flood dragon bone spear.

black fire would melt a weapon and extract heavenly essence. However, when the black fire melted the flood dragon bone spear, some drops of blood were extracted. These blood drops were different from a person's blood. Regular blood was liquid in form and would splash when it fell on the ground. But these blood drops bounced

end, the black fire transported the drops of blood into Zen's mind and gave them to the cyan dragon. Of course, the

two rays of shining light appeared from the mysterious melting furnace. One of them went into Zen's head, and the other flew into Jacques'

severely hurt, the shining light could help the soul become as healthy as it was. This was exactly what had happened when Zen opened the mysterious melting furnace for the first time. The refinement process repeatedly destroyed Zen's soul, but the shining

a great force a moment ago that Jacques' soul had probably been irreversibly damaged. If the shining light had not

not only healed Jacques' soul, but it also strengthened it. Zen was

dragon bone spear to the cyan dragon, he felt it was his responsibility to give something in return. Hence, his action was like a secret trade. Considering that the seven-colored shining light healed and strengthened Jacques' soul, it was probably equal to if not more valuable than the spear. From this perspective, Jacques did not suffer a loss at all. The only debatable point was whether or not Jacques would have agreed to swap his precious weapon for the service of the seven-colored shining light.

in hand, Zen waved to the audience to show that the fight had

woken up by now. He swallowed a pill to nourish his soul. Even though he had been injured and didn't have any strength, he

and Elder Xu appeared in

bowed to them. What goes around, comes around. Zen had known that it would be impossible for him to leave without permission since such an

on Kenneth's face showed that he was still in shock. And it was

same way as the other disciples in the audience area—they were confused and didn't

knew that the Heavenly Ogre Fist had been inherited from the ogres. A copy of the book, Heavenly Ogre Fist had been preserved in the Heavenly Library and Zen had borrowed

called the Spiritual Thorn and that it was a tier four cultivation method. As per Kenneth, it was an excellent achievement for Zen to have reached such a high level. It was also commendable that he had strengthened his soul despite being so

precious weapon with a long history. He must have obtained it by sheer luck. It was hard to tell its worth, but Kenneth didn't pay much attention to it at all. As the head of Cloud Sect, he would never be jealous of a disciple's precious weapon. Not to mention that the flying knife was not a perfect one. Kenneth wasn't that impressed with the flood

had was his mysterious basic swordsmanship. Kenneth guessed that Zen must have learned this on his

these facts dictated how Kenneth felt about Zen. Such a talented disciple had impressed Kenneth to the point where he had decided to send

least at the heaven grade. Kenneth used the

him from ordinary

contrary, Zen's soul seemed to be stronger than before! If Kenneth, the head of Cloud Sect, could speak rudely, he would have asked, 'What the