Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 416

Jill and Tracy stood in the center of the field and attracted every eye in the auditorium.

Murmurs could be heard from the male disciples. Both Jill and Tracy were as beautiful as faeries, but efficient and deadly, which was why all eyes were on them in this match.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Maybe Tracy. Anyway, she's a personal disciple, and she's older."

"Huh! Who cares? I hope they will go toe to toe in the fight. They had better really get savage and tear their clothes when they fight! I'd love to see one of these chicks half naked!"

The males got excited and made crude comments when they talked about women, not even bothering to lower their voices.

Those dreadful comments carried themselves into the ears of the two girls. Jill only replied with a tilt of her head and an angry glare, but Tracy, who had a much worse temper, wouldn't let it go that easily.

Although most disciples from the Thirty Three Peaks didn't know Tracy very well, she was well-known among the personal disciples for her cruel techniques—and a more violent temper than a man. If someone treated her as the inexperienced and innocent girl she appeared to be, he would definitely regret it.

Tracy slowly walked to the edge of the field and jumped off the stage.

"Wait, why did she leave the stage? Where's she going?"

"Isn't a fighter forbidden to leave the field before the competition is done? Is she surrendering?"

"Oh crap! I think you're in trouble, Bass. She's flaunting all the rules, and headed this way. We were too loud!"

They all watched as Tracy walked towards the crowd from Drizzle Peak. The one who made the worst comment was Bass Qin, an inner disciple who ranked sixth in the Drizzle Peak.

Tracy stopped in front of him, giving him an icy cold gaze. She stared at him for several seconds and suddenly smiled mirthlessly. Her beautiful silhouette added to the temptation in her bright grin. She asked, "You want to see my body?"

Though Bass had a big mouth, he wasn't an idiot. Tracy was smiling at him like an old friend, but he was well aware she was furious inside.

Bass was among the worst-behaved ones in the All Peaks Competition. He had lost seven fights while winning only one, and he had been knocked out quickly, well before the group games were done that day. He liked to talk a lot, but now he was scared silent. Tracy meant business.

He totally understood that he was courting death if he admitted it, so he shook his head vehemently and stammered, "N-no. You don't understand. Th-that wasn't me—"

But Tracy turned a deaf ear to his words and continued with the same smile. "Well, it's not impossible..."

"What?" All the disciples around them couldn't believe their ears. Was she serious?

"All you need to do is to gouge your eyes out afterward," Tracy added.

When they heard her words, the crowd felt their hearts sink with fear. They knew that she wasn't kidding.

"N-no, please..." Bass kept shaking his head.

"No?" Tracy laughed and said, "As you wish. You don't have to gouge your eyes out. You said those words with your mouth, anyway, so I want your tongue instead."

Bass paled at her words. He looked at Master Wen, trying to get him to say something to stop this.

Master Wen gave a grimace of annoyance. He resented Bass because this troublesome disciple not only shamed the Drizzle Peak with his poor performance, but also irritated Tracy with his loose lips. Nonetheless, he felt that it was excessive to cut Bass's tongue out. 'What a cruel girl!' he thought to himself.

As the Master in charge of the disciples from Drizzle Peak, he wanted to save face and stop Tracy from hurting his disciple. He stepped forward and said, "Tracy, this is all his fault. He shouldn't have said anything like that. I will punish him according to our rules in Drizzle Peak. Bass, apologize now!"

Bass turned to Tracy and apologized in a grovelling tone, "Tracy, I shouldn't have said those offensive words. Please forgive me."

However, Tracy ignored his apology and insisted stubbornly, "Choose: Your eyes, or your tongue."

"Er, I..." Bass was desperate. Even Master Wen wasn't able to save him.

Master Wen also felt it was really a knotty issue. He looked around and hoped others might step in. She'd left the field, so it was the duty of the referee and the elders to deal with things like this.

But the referee looked away, showing no intention of helping at all. As for the two elders who were supposed to be there, they were nowhere to be found. No one wanted to get involved.

Master Wen was in a dilemma. Although it was Bass's fault, Master Wen couldn't allow Tracy to do anything extreme to his charge. Why couldn't she just accept his apology?

Finally, Master Wen cast his eyes towards Zen.

Zen had just stayed in his seat silently since Tracy left the field. He had no intention of attracting her ire.