Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 389

"Zen, just throw in the towel!"

Master Wen and the other disciples were silently praying for Zen to cave in. At that very moment, they didn't care about winning in the competition, but Zen's life.

However, Zen didn't listen and kept on rushing towards the wind blades.

The irregular-shaped thick blades attacked Zen from all directions.

"Poop-poop…"

Then the blades finally hit and stabbed Zen's body, creating sickening sounds.

The robe that Zen was wearing was still new, but it was instantly cut into pieces when the blades fell on it.

He looked like a firecracker from an angle bursting in an instant as the tiny pieces of his clothes scattered in all directions.

"It's too late. I'm afraid that he's been cut into pieces," a disciple murmured as he watched the pieces of Zen's clothes fly around. But to his surprise, when the view started to be clear, he saw a naked body in the air.

It was a nearly perfect body–smooth skin with a healthy metallic shine, physically attractive, well-proportioned, and full of power. The body didn't have any visible physical damage.

But as they looked closely, they saw some tiny marks on his body left by the blades that hit him.

"I can't believe it! How can he survive the attack from the blades without any damage?" a disciple said with disbelief in his eyes.

He wasn't the only one who couldn't believe what he was seeing. All the other disciples were also shocked.

Even Kenneth who showed no care for anything suddenly stood up and stared at Zen's body.

The disciples from Lady Peak who were silently staring at the naked Zen suddenly moved their eyes to Zen's lower torso. Their faces suddenly turned red and they let out a scream. They had to turn their faces away to hide their blushing cheeks and covered their eyes with their hands even though they still couldn't help peeping at him.

But there was one female disciple who just kept staring at the naked Zen. She pursed her lips into a smile and her eyes were filled with excitement. She said, "Patrick, it seems that you have boasted. I am afraid that even your King Kong Cover cannot match with his flesh skin."

Patrick Pei cultivated himself according to Buddhist doctrine and the nature of his mind was his vital asset. His creed in life was "not to be pleased by external gains, and not saddened by personal losses". In the past, he could always maintain his inner peace and let his mind be calm and stable no matter what the circumstances. However, at this moment, the surprise in his eyes was hard to conceal. Hearing the words from Tracy Mo's mouth, he replied with self-mockery, "You're right. I guess I have underestimated him. This guy's body is far stronger than I have imagined, and I wonder how he did it."

The martial artists in Eastern Region commonly practiced their life vitality after they stepped into the level of nature creatures, suspending the practice of the flesh body. And people seldom practiced both life vitality and flesh body. Therefore, both the Illuminating Soul Realm masters and Marrow Refining level practitioners were equal in terms of their body strength. The only essential difference between the two realms was their life vitality.

So it was uncommon to see Zen's strong body.

"Things are really getting exciting! I really want to make a hole in his body and hear him beg for his life." Tracy Mo said with her face showing uncontrolled excitement.

Patrick Pei smiled faintly and said, "His flesh is as hard as diamond and I'm afraid you can't cut it."

Tracy quirked her lips contemptuously, "I haven't fought with him yet. What makes you think I can't? I'm not a jerk like Cecil and it's easy to knock down someone like Cecil."

Patrick just shook his head and made no further comment. He continued to focus on the competition.

All the disciples who participated in the All Peaks Competition were extremely surprised with Zen's excellent performance.

But the person who was more surprised by the turn of events was Zen's opponent–Cecil. He was certain that Zen would die after he was hit by the cyclone of blades.

The Zhuge Clan had promised Cecil that if he could kill Zen, he would be rewarded with the White Jade Pill. Its value was beyond dispute because of the difficulty in obtaining one. For a person at Illuminating Soul Realm, this pill could greatly enhance his practice.

He had witnessed Zen dashed into the cyclone of blades and his clothes shattered into pieces. But he didn't expect to see him survive the attack without any wound or physical damage.

"You…"

Cecil stammered. 'What else can I do? I can't believe the blades didn't kill him.

Am I going to break that taboo? Is that the only way?' he thought to himself. Cecil gritted his teeth and hesitated for a moment.

He knew very well that he couldn't cut through Zen's body unless he used a forbidden martial art at the expense of his blood essence.

The power of the forbidden martial art was overwhelming that even Cecil himself could not fully control. And to use this forbidden martial art, he had to use his own blood essence. He was in the lower hand right now.