Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 441

Jacques was a little surprised when he saw that Zen still had the strength to rise to his feet and speak.

Although Jacques had more powerful skills, he hadn't expected that Zen would have resisted his attack with his soul.

It meant that Zen could withstand the power from the flood dragon.

The flood dragon bone spear in Jacques' hand was made of the third section of the flood dragon's vertebra, which contained the most vigorous energy and blood among all sections.

Besides, to refine this bone spear, he had asked one of the most well-known weapon refining masters, Brady to draw thirteen lines of array Sanskrit on it. From among these, six lines of the array Sanskrit were able to initiate the power of the dragon bone while the other seven lines were used to amplify the power of the spear.

Each line of the array Sanskrit had cost him about one hundred thousand cubic crystals! So he had spent one million and three hundred thousand cubic crystals for all thirteen lines of array Sanskrit.

Jacques was more surprised than the onlookers to see that Zen had survived the attack from such great dragon power, because only Jacques knew how powerful the dragon bone spear was.

"This is quite unexpected," Jacques said, disappointed. After all, he had put a lot of efforts into this attack and had expected to defeat Zen with a blow. It seemed he had miscalculated Zen's competence. "You withstood my attack, but your soul has been injured badly. Although you're good enough to bear the power of the three dragon roars, if I use more powerful attacks, you will die or become an idiot. If you admit you're defeated now, I will let you go."

With his personality, Jacques wasn't the kind of person to show mercy to his opponent. However, maybe because Zen had withstood the three dragon roars, he changed his mind and decided to give a chance to Zen to throw in the towel.

"Do you mean that I should thank you because you asked me to admit that I'm a loser?!" Zen wiped the blood off his lips and asked.

"Yes! Since you have almost used up your strength, I don't think you are capable of continuing the fight," Jacques answered with a shake of his head.

Zen continued with a smile, "I admit that you have something to be proud of and be admired for by most disciples of Cloud Sect because they might not reach your level in their lives. However, no matter how strong you are, there's always someone stronger. I don't believe you are stronger than I am. You are not in a position to ask me to surrender!"

Jacques' eyebrow shot up. He wondered why Zen was speaking this way in such a situation. 'Either he is an idiot, or he has something to fall back on. Obviously, he is not stupid. Does he have some powerful skills up his sleeve?' he wondered.

Just as Jacques was contemplating the situation, the demonic life vitality behind Zen was forming into demonic phantoms.

Zen wouldn't admit failure in the competition. To earn the top position during the All Peaks Competition and to become the best disciple of Cloud Sect, he couldn't back off just because of a minor setback. He had won several rounds of the competition already. And so, it wouldn't affect his ranking if he lost in the competition with Jacques. However, Zen firmly believed in the 'Never Surrender' principle.

Furthermore, he remembered that the cyan dragon had requested his help in securing and consuming the bone spear.

So there was absolutely no reason for him to give up.

"Then don't blame me for the consequences," Jacques said. The arrogance in his eyes faded and was replaced by extreme seriousness.

Since Jacques had been able to reach such a high level, he must be a top class talent too. Since he knew of his abilities, he had always been arrogant and proud. However, Jacques couldn't figure out Zen's real competence. He thus decided not to brag too much. Otherwise, he wouldn't be taken as a talent, but as an idiot instead.

He could tell that in this fight with Zen, he should not only be more cautious, but also he should try his best.

Now, two top-class talents from Cloud Sect started attacks at the same time.

"Demonic phantoms, go!"

With Zen's order, the six demonic phantoms scattered and then approached Jacques from different directions. Soon, they were in front of Jacques.

Jacques glanced at these demonic phantoms indifferently. Then he rotated the bone spear in his hand and thrust it toward them.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!..."

all six demonic phantoms were hit in the center of their bodies. In the next instant, they exploded and turned into wisps of demonic life vitality.

With the magical power of these demonic phantoms, even if they had transformed into demonic life vitality, they could gather together and form demonic phantoms again. However, that didn't happen this time. Surprisingly, the demonic life vitality didn't disappear but continued to spread in the air instead.

In fact, Jacques had not caused this irregularity in the demonic phantoms' properties—it was Zen who had caused this deliberately.

Demonic life vitality was violet black and could block light and vision. It wasn't long before the demonic life vitality soon covered the center of the battle ring.

The other disciples of Cloud Sect were confused when they found that they couldn't see anything in the center of the battle ring.

"What the hell is this? Why did Zen spread the life vitality? Now we can't see what's going on in the battler ring!"

"What are you talking about? A competition is a competition, not a show! They were battling with their lives, not performing for you! If you want to watch the show, go to Imperial Capital. It's easy to find well-known performers there. Then you can enjoy their performance as long as you want!"