Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 392

Zen had memorized them and could repeat them verbatim.

Master Wen smiled back at him but instantly turned into a serious face. "Don't forget that you hit Blackrock Peak's disciple Mack in the previous round. They must be holding the grudge against you. I am afraid Dick is planning to take revenge on you. Please pay attention to your safety," he reminded.

However, his concern did not shake Zen's resolution even the slightest. Instead, he clenched his fists hard with determination and said, "Master Wen, don't worry about me at all. No matter what, I will try my best. I may end up being defeated, but it is still better than giving up."

Seeing Zen this determined, Master Wen did not dissuade him any longer. He nodded his head in consent.

Although Zen had improved a lot in his training, Master Wen could not help but feel worried that Zen's stubbornness would do him more harm than good. After all, Dick was the most powerful disciple that Zen would be fighting against. He did not want Zen to invest his all into this one competition and end up losing his motivation for further cultivation. For Master Wen, there was no need for Zen to rush.

On the other hand, he could not persuade Zen to give up either. However, he had his reservations about this competition. It was unbelievable to him that Zen could defeat those personal disciples and the high-grade ones.

'He might not be the strongest, but he is absolutely the most persistent, ' Master Wen pondered. After going through many competitions, Master Wen knew the pattern clearer than anyone else that the final winner would be decided not only by his barren strength but also his persistence and resolve. If a disciple had great strength and unshakeable resolution, he would become unbeatable.

"I'm sorry for worrying too much. You're right. One must absolutely try his best whatever the outcome will be. And I believe that you will not disappoint yourself," Master Wen encouraged Zen.

Zen nodded and smiled. He finally looked at the stage with his eyes blazing with determination and walked up to it.

Among the small number of people who had bet on Zen, Zachary was the most nervous one. His eyes were locked on the Picture Slab as if it would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Just before the competition started, he had placed all his bets on Zen with a total of 1200 cubic crystals.

Given that Zachary was from a humble and simple family, the amount of his bet was already a big fortune. So where did he get that amount of cubic crystals? Usually, he would only go to Seven Star Sword Light Platform once a month for practice because his countable points would not allow him an extra trip.

But the competition today brought him wealth from the moment he placed his bets on Zen. And since Zen had won every round, he had already doubled his cubic crystals. From the original two cubic crystals, he had already made an unimaginable twelve hundred cubic crystals. He did not expect to earn this much by betting in the competition. But before this, he was disappointed that he didn't get to participate into All Peaks Competition. But the disappointment had vanished. With the amount he had already earned, he was now more eager to bet than to participate in the competition.

Now the compensation rate between Zen and Dick was one to nine, which was the highest compensation rate that he had ever seen. He could see from the huge gap that most people there placed their bets on Dick instead of Zen.