Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 429

Hearing the referee announced the next match, Tracy flashed a smile. Standing on the battle ring, she looked at Zen with her pretty eyes and said in a happy tone, "After I've waited for so long, the moment finally came! Zen, I can't say that this is your lucky day. I suppose you cannot run away anymore!"

Zen looked at Tracy with a slight smile and said indifferently, "To be honest, unlike you, I'm not looking forward to this fight at all."

"Why?" asked Tracy, pouting her lips.

"Because I don't know what I'll do if I win," Zen said flatly.

Tracy had challenged Zen and said the losing party would be punished at the discretion of the winning party.

"Are you sure you can beat me?" Tracy asked boldly, raising her fine eyebrows gently.

"I guess so," Zen said lightly and nodded rather positively.

"All right. I just planned to give you a little punishment, but now I have changed my mind. Once I defeat you, you'll be my horse and I will ride you whenever I want. You bend your knees and arms like a real live horse!" she said without the slightest intention of joking.

After that, Tracy raised her slender fingers to her head and took two Emei pricks from her hair.

The two one-foot-long Emei pricks were her hair ornaments when not used as weapons.

"Ah, that's a risky gamble and the stake is just too high! How could she ask Zen to be her horse?" one disciple complained.

"She is really going too far. If Zen loses to her, he has to listen to her every order!" another disciple added with full of concern for Zen.

But since every disciple had seen what Tracy had done to Bass, no one dared to provoke her. Nobody would know what would happen when they irritated the little demon. She would completely disregard the rules of the competition and just punished everyone to her liking.

"I agree, but only if you can really beat me!" Zen replied shortly.

"Very well! It seems that you still look down on me," Tracy said, slightly pouting her lips. "Then you are bound to regret!"

She exercised her skills and turned the two Emei pricks in her hand into two blue-grey sharp shadows rushing towards Zen.

In her previous matches, Tracy had already shown her remarkable speed. Many disciples of the Cloud Sect were astonished about it and regarded it as total perfection.

Just as the two sharp shadows were about to pierce through Zen's body, he easily avoided them by a gentle movement of his feet.

Tracy surely went all out in this match.

Patrick once commented that if Tracy's talent ranked the second place among the disciples in Cloud Sect, then he thought no one would dare to rank the first place.

Although Tracy's talent was second to none, unfortunately, she did not like to practice persistently. She would practice her skills for a few days and then do stuff that was just a waste of her talent for the other days.

Despite having less time to practice, she still had amazing strength and power.

"Feather Pricks!" Tracy shouted as she exercised her special skill.

With her own special skills, Tracy created several ghost shadows.

Once the speed of anything, whether it was human or other objects, reached ultra-high, the ghost shadows would occur.

Zen could also produce his own ghost shadows.

But Tracy's ghost shadows were particularly special because they were not just shadows, but the replica of Tracy with the same strength.

"Well!" Zen said lightly as his eyes slightly narrowed. Sooner, dozens of ghost shadows surrounded Zen. Each of them replicated Tracy's movements and each was holding an Emei prick as they fired sharp blue-grey shadow attacks toward Zen.

Tracy's approach was somewhat like Johanson's, except that Johanson's shadows could only hide his real body, while Tracy's could launch an attack.

But Tracy didn't have Johanson's brilliant hiding skills, and with Zen's magnificent spirit-sensing power, he could tell Tracy's location in a blink of an eye

Although Tracy's dozens of ghost shadows were launching more than one hundred sharp blue-grey shadow attacks against Zen, he just ignored most of the attacks, kept holding his broken flying knife and constantly waved on his side to block the flank attacks.

"Ding, ding, ding..." came the sound of the collision.

With the broken flying knife in his hand, he blocked hundreds of blue-grey shadow attacks in a short time. The attacks launched by the ghost shadows were just phantoms that didn't do any harm to Zen even though they pierced through his body.