A second later, the monkey leaped into the air. It had been aiming for the tree, but since Zen had broken the tree before it could reach it, the mane monkey flew straight toward Zen.
Zen smiled when his plan worked. The monkey had no way to escape this time.
However, as the mane monkey approached Zen, it gave out a fierce cry. Then its eyes glowed a deep red before it emitted a squeak. In the next instant, its body turned red, and the mane of the whole body bristled.
Zen found the monkey's unusual move. A sense of danger filled Zen. He covered his head with his hands and drew back in horror.
Before Zen could retreat two steps, the mane monkey's body grew twice as large.
"Peng!"
The mane monkey's body suddenly exploded. The noise was deafening! When the dust settled, Zen saw that the explosion had left a huge hole in the ground. The needles from the monkey's mane were scattered in all directions by the force of the explosion.
At the time of its death, the monkey had released its mane needles with such force that they were firmly lodged in Zen's body.
"I didn't expect a second-degree phantom beast to have such a powerful attack," Zen said in surprise as he pulled out the mane needles one by one. If he had not stepped back, he could have been hurt by the mane needles.
The classification of unreal beasts was similar to that of men. The one main difference was that many unreal monsters could burst with incomparable innate power when faced with a survival crisis.
After handling the steel needles in his body, Zen approached the pit and found a piece of yellow crystal fragment in the center. Only 30 yellow crystal fragments were needed to pass the test. That was certainly a much smaller number than the green crystals!
Of course, the monsters he had to deal with were a lot more fierce.
Just as Zen was preparing to put away the crystal fragment, a voice boomed through the forest.
"Put that crystal down and get out of here!"
On hearing the words, Zen frowned. When he turned, Zen saw three men standing behind him. Judging by their clothes, Zen knew that these three men were disciples from noble clans. It was possible that they might be from the same clan. Only the children from noble clans would dare to rob someone so openly.
"I killed this beast. So this crystal fragment belongs to me. Why should I put the piece down?" Zen asked.
One of three men answered, "Cut the crap, or you'll suffer the consequences! We are from the Fang Clan. Anger our family, and you won't have a chance to regret it."
"My brother is right. You can learn lessons from the mistakes of others. All those who did not listen to our family died miserably!" Another man said.
"Turn in your crystal fragment, or we will kill you!" The third man said.
Zen held the yellow crystal fragment in his hand. The expression on his face conveyed that Zen didn't have the patience to deal with such arrogance. In fact, all the novelty he had seen after he reached the Imperial Capital made him feel relaxed and happy, except for the children of the noble clans. Words would fail to describe the attitude of such people.
Leaving aside the strength of the children from noble clans, what they had done was so rampant and outrageous that they seemed to look down upon everything in the world.
It was perhaps their noble birth and their superior living environment that made them forget that what others feared was not the children, but the power of their family clan.
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