Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 283

He had triggered the explosion of his life vitality directly. Bob never imagined that the energy of the explosion would be so horrible, it even eliminated all his chilly water drops!

It was why Bob panicked. He wondered why Zen's life vitality was so powerful. The energy of the little stars in Zen's life vitality was so great that Bob's heart trembled.

However, as a master at consummation of the nature level, Bob's mind had already tampered in various kinds of situations in the process of cultivating from a beginner to such a high level.

He realized that besides keeping himself calm, he should counterattack his opponents immediately.

After sensing Zen's location, Bob waved his sword to him. He waved so hard that the sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was almost bent to its breaking point. Then, tens of thousands of chilly water drops suddenly shot out.

'Anyhow, these water droplets should be able to hold off Zen's attack, ' Bob thought to himself.

However, he had gravely underestimated Zen's speed.

In fact, Zen had not dodged those water droplets, not because he could not deflect any of them, but that he just did not try.

Since the situation was quite different at this instant, he tried his best to suppress Bob.

The Phoenix Crystal in his right arm suddenly gleamed. The energy coursed through his veins and then spread all over his body.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Zen turned into a blur. Like a gust of wind, he dispersed those chilly water drops from the sky covered by them.

Just then, the vision of Roger, Cao and Bob returned. When they saw Zen had turned into a blur, they were so surprised that they almost thought it was an illusion.

"How fast!" Roger could not help but cry out.

At the same time, Bob realized he could not perceive Zen either.

'Where's he?' he wondered, looking around. He placed his sword in front of his chest horizontally and maintained maximum alert as he waited for Zen to strike.

All of a sudden, Bob felt a small hint of wind coming from above his head, and then he waved his sword upward instinctively.

Reaching out from above the head of Bob, Zen aimed at Bob's sword blade.

'You want to grab my sword with bare hands?' thought Bob in surprise.

Immediately, he laughed and shouted, "You're dicing with death!"

The sword in Bob's hand was a middle-grade spiritual weapon. As it was made of the 'Polaris steel', it was extremely thin.

This particular sword had been sent to the weapon-refining workshop of his family before. After being burnt to red by the weapon refiner, the sword blade had become nearly transparent.