A peculiar scene was unfolding in the yard.
There were ten ranks within the nature level. Huge gap existed between each two of these ten ranks.
For instance, Roger, White Fiend, and Black Fiend, who had all just reached the nature level, were at the first rank.
Cultivators at the nature level were able to generate life vitality. They could use this life vitality as weapons to kill their enemies quietly.
Randall and Jon, the best of the Imperial soldiers, had already reached the fourth rank of the nature level. They possessed great mastery of life vitality at this rank.
That would give Randall a significant advantage if he fought against Roger or the others.
Another fact that gave Randall an edge was that he had mastered the chill intent, which could give his opponent's soul frostbite in the blink of an eye.
Jon's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He had agreed to help simply because he wanted to do Roger a favor. Otherwise, he would rather not make a dangerous enemy like Randall. He and Randall were both at the fourth rank, but Randall's mastery of chill intent made things different. If they fought with each other, Jon would have to pay a great deal of attention to Randall's intent. It would be a tough fight.
But what on earth was going on here? Jon found himself utterly at a loss of the situation.
If he wasn't mistaken, the youngster following Roger wasn't even near the threshold of the nature level. This kid was still at the marrow refining level. He couldn't even discharge life energy yet, let alone generate life vitality.
Where did he get the nerve to challenge Randall? How did he dare say something like 'you are bringing shame to yourself'?
And to Jon's surprise, not only had this kid said it, he had done it.
Jon had witnessed the unusual scene. Randall's intent hadn't hurt Zen at all. Instead, Zen had snorted lightly at the attack, and then, Randall had screamed with pain.
How could he have done that?
Jon racked his brain to find an explanation but failed.
Liam's mouth gaped open, impossibly wide. Although Randall had never revealed his true ability in front of them, Liam could sense it from their daily contact. Randall's majestic presence suggested that his force was way above those of White Fiend and Black Fiend.
Randall was far out of their reach. If it hadn't been for Fren, Liam would never have gotten the chance to work with Randall.
But again, what happened just now…
How did Zen manage to hurt Randall so badly with just a snort?
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