Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 62

As long as he penetrated the flesh and the second heart of the ogre, he could knock it down. And this was the only plan for Zen to escape with his life.

While he was still thinking about the solution, a strong wind blew from one side. Zen glanced sideways only to find that the big palm of the ogre was coming toward him.

'Oh, my god! No time to run away!'

This time, even though Zen wanted to dodge the attack, he did not have enough time to do so.

There was no other alternative except to fight. Zen made his decision quickly. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and then jumped on the back of the ogre's hand. Running along the back of its hand to its arm, Zen then jumped on to the ogre's shoulder. With a somersault, Zen crossed over the ogre's head. At this moment, his nose was only inches away from the two sharp horns on the ogre's head.

With these calculated movements, Zen had finally reached the ogre's back. It was then that he could see the prominent protrusion on its back!

'This is it! Taste my Purple Fist Strength! You devil!'

Zen summoned all his strength and channeled it to his fist. Then he hit the protrusion. This protrusion was the second heart of the devil! A purple light flowed out of Zen's body.

If he could manage to inject the Purple Fist Strength through the thin layer of the ogre's flesh, its heart would be smashed to pieces.

However, to his surprise, Zen's fist slipped when his attack landed on the ogre's back. Its skin was so slippery!

'Oh, my god. I failed!' Zen thought as an overwhelming feeling of danger flowed through him.

In the next moment, the clumsy ogre sensed where Zen was and slapped him when he turned around. 'Bang!' A loud sound echoed.

The ogre had managed to land a blow on Zen while he was on its back! Its power pushed Zen far away. Seeing Zen flying dozens of feet away because of the impact, like a small stone, the instructors sighed deeply.

"What a pity! He has almost done it! What a good opportunity was lost just now!"

"The skin of the ogre is too tough to be broken by a little fellow who is just at the organ refining level."

"Yes, I think so. However, it is a pity that he does not have a spiritual weapon in hand. Otherwise, he would have beaten the ogre."

All the instructors watching the Picture Slabs could not help but sigh deeply. Anyway, in all the time that the ogre had been in the test, Zen was the only candidate to pose a threat to the ogre. In retrospect, were these instructors really expecting this man at the organ refining level to defeat a grade-five unreal beast? Their expectation seemed a bit unrealistic. This incident drew some of their attentions back to reality.

"Wait, wait. Don't run away!" Suddenly, one of the instructors shouted.

Initially, these instructors could not see Zen in their Picture Slabs. They could only observe him through other disciples' cards. Before the ogre beat Zen, there were a few disciples bold enough to follow them and watch their battle. Once they saw that the ogre had defeated Zen, these disciples turned and immediately ran away. They did not have the courage or the strength to face the ogre.

As soon as they had run away, the instructors could no longer see Zen.