Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 122

"Get out of the way! Move! Once hit by a savage beast like that guy, I am afraid that the impact will jar Zen's bones!"

"Is Zen in a daze? Or does he want to stay rooted and withstand Keith's might directly?"

"Hey, Zen has great strength at the marrow refining level. He would have a promising future. But this time, he is overconfident. It will be a pity if he suffers serious injury or death by Keith's attack."

Although the strength of the outer disciples at Drizzle Peak was inferior to most, these disciples were knowledgeable. They understood that a disciple with considerable strength at the marrow refining level would have a bright future. That was why they felt sorry for Zen.

Meanwhile, Zen stubbornly stuck to his previous strategy.

A punch. That was all he used.

The seven dragon scales erupted with extraordinary power. This power mingled with Zen's when he punched Keith. The blow landed on Keith's shoulder, which was the sturdiest part of him.

Keith had intended to collide into Zen with his shoulder. He wasn't deterred when he saw that Zen had decided to use his fist as a countermeasure. Confident of his strength, Keith rammed his body into Zen's fist instead of evading.

According to Keith's estimation, once Zen's fist touched his shoulder, Zen's arm would be broken by the force.

However, when Keith's shoulder crashed into Zen's fist, his facial expression changed.

He could feel that there was a greater force, which was much stronger than his, coming from Zen's fist.

If Keith's power was like that of a furious savage beast, momentum vigorous and extremely explosive, then Zen's energy was like that of the sea, boundless and unfathomable.

"Bump!"

At the moment of contact, the greater of the two forces was easy to figure out.

Zen's punch consumed all the impact, and the considerable back-draft transmitted through Keith's body immediately caused Keith to retreat more than a dozen steps.

Keith wanted to stop his body from backtracking but found himself unable to do so. He stumbled back several more steps before falling outside the arena.

Again, Zen won the fight with a punch.

Just a punch.

Zen had proven himself to be more powerful!

The disciples of Drizzle Peak felt as though their hearts were jumping out of their mouths.

Zen's performance today had completely subverted some of their understanding of the world.

It was hard to find a fitting word to describe Zen's performance today. The closest one that any disciple could come up with to explain how they felt upon seeing Zen defeat the two disciples from Vulture Peak was 'enchanting'.

Who would have expected that Keith, who was famous for his strength, would also be beaten by Zen with just one punch? What surprised everyone even more was that Zen didn't have a special knack for fighting. The only special skill Zen possessed was overwhelming strength.

Zen continued to flex his arms as he asked the disciples of Vulture Peak with an indifferent look, "Who's next?"

Although Keith had been beaten with a punch, he was not injured. The stubborn expression on his face showed that he refused to accept his failure. "Wait a minute! I was not ready. I didn't expect you to be so powerful! I want to battle once again!"

"According to the rules of the challenge, a contestant loses when he falls outside the battle ring. Who's next?" said Zen as he shook his head. He had just returned to Drizzle Peak today. He wanted a quick victory to end the fight. So, it was natural that he wouldn't want to give Keith another chance.

Soon afterward, another person from Vulture Peak was dispatched to fight with Zen.

For the past two consecutive rounds, Zen had defeated each opponent with only one punch.

Undoubtedly, this put a great deal of pressure on the outer disciples of Vulture Peak.

Although Zen was at the marrow refining level, his display of strength had earned him some caution and respect from the contestants of Vulture Peak. none of them would despise him.

Zen hadn't defeated Keith by tricks or luck. Instead, he had used his actual strength, which proved that Zen was far more powerful than those at the same level as him.

Soon, the fourth person sent by Vulture Peak walked into the battle ring. He stared at Zen's every movement prudently.

Unfortunately, Zen did not give him any chance to attack.

Still using only one punch, Zen dispatched the fourth challenger from Vulture Peak by sending him flying out of the arena...

Jubilant, this was what the disciples from Drizzle Peak felt. No words could accurately describe their feelings. All they could do was cheer as if only this reaction could express their excitement.

Hundreds of feet away, two women stood on a small building. They had been watching every fight.

Both of them were elegant, poised, and startlingly beautiful.

"Master Su, you tricked me! You suggested that we should arrange a competition to motivate the outer disciples of your peak, to which I readily agreed. Then, I came over with the most talented outer disciples of Vulture Peak. But what I didn't know was that there is such a genius here..." The woman who had spoken was Mia Mu. She was one of the masters of Vulture Peak.

Actually, the two masters had cleverly arranged this challenge.

To motivate the disciples in their respective peaks and to encourage them to work harder, masters would apply almost all methods they could think of.

A challenge between peaks was a very effective method.