"Zen is awesome. Since he is only at the organ refining level, it's not easy for him to withstand Leo's fist for so long. Besides, he has been at Drizzle Peak for a short time," claimed a disciple who was standing outside the combat ring.
"Would you like to tell Master Su, Sean? He may be good for Drizzle Peak in the future. At least, we won't be so passive at the annual tournament of the thirty-three peaks. Apparently, Leo wants to kill him. Zen will die if no one stops this fight," said another concerned disciple.
"No need to disturb Master Su. She is watching from over there," another disciple said as he pointed to a distant pavilion.
When the disciples looked in the direction of the pavilion, they saw a beautiful young woman. Even from a distance, it was easy to recognize Master Su of Drizzle Peak.
Although she had not reacted when Sean had first told her about the duel, Master Su had been very concerned about the fight between Zen and Leo.
Master Su had taken great pains to ensure that Zen would join Drizzle Peak. She wouldn't give him up easily.
According to the rules of Cloud Sect, disciples were allowed to resolve personal grudges by competing in the ring. Even if they killed each other, they were not held responsible.
That was what worried Sean.
However, not many people wanted to kill their opponents in the fight.
Grudges were resolved when the opponent was defeated or humiliated. However, Leo seemed determined to kill Zen.
Master Su didn't know for how long Zen would be able to defend against Leo's assault.
She had hoped that Zen had gained sufficient experience through the extreme challenges that he had already faced. After all, she didn't want him to die.
At that moment, she was in a very conflicted mood. Despite how the fight was going, she persuaded herself to calm down and see how Zen would cope with his strong rival.
She gazed at Zen and frowned when she saw that burns covered his body. The skin on his arms, legs, chest, and neck had turned black! Zen looked miserable and embarrassed.
The power of the Raging Thunder Fist was beyond Zen's expectation. While he had been able to mutate most of the pressure into warm currents that would rejuvenate his body, yet a portion of the thunder and lightning had hurt him a lot.
At present, Zen was afraid that his body would fall apart under Leo's continuous fists.
The Spiritual Thorn cultivation method that he had previously practiced couldn't take effect because Zen kept failing to catch Leo's figure as Leo moved as fast as lightning.
Wham! Again, a heavy punch hit Zen in the chest.
Carrying the astounding power of thunder and lightning, Leo's fist gnawed every inch of Zen's body.
There were black stripes appearing on his skin and the scorched smell of roast meat emanating in the air.
Finally, unable to bear his internal injuries, Zen spat out a mouthful of blood.
Watching Zen with a sneering expression, Leo said, "I thought you were immortal. But, look at you now. Oh, poor kid!"
"What are you babbling about? Just bring it on," gasped Zen as he got up from the ground despite the pain. "Well, well. I'm not going to let you live to see tomorrow," stated Leo as he rubbed his hands impatiently.
Several flashes of lightning flickering in his hands, obviously he decided to end this game of cat and mouse at once.
At the same time, Zen felt something strange happening in his body. The warm currents generated by the external forces were changing their flow direction.
The warm currents had been washing his organs, but now they seemed to be pouring into his bones.
'Are the warm currents cleansing my marrow?
What's going on?
Isn't it the symptom of marrow refining?
Am I already at marrow refining level?' Zen was totally confused.
Streaks of green impurities leaked out of his burned skin.
Those were contaminants in his marrow, the most obstinate, deeply hidden impurities in the human body.
And one could only clean them at the marrow refining level.
A refreshing coolness spread rapidly from Zen's tail bone to his lumbar and then upward to his neck. Then it spread into his eyes, ears, brain... every part of his body.
He couldn't help closing his eyes to enjoy this marvelous feeling.
At this peculiar sight, Leo paused. He squinted as he wondered why Zen was behaving like this. 'What the hell is he doing? Does he plan to fight me with his eyes closed?'
Before Leo could figure it out, Zen opened his eyes. A smile grew on his face when Zen realized that his eyes were brighter than ever.
He felt as though a new world had unfolded! Everything seemed clearer and magnified.
He could see the veins in each tree leaf clearly and could also hear the distant whispers.
It was absolutely impressive!
Be it his eyesight, hearing or smelling, all his senses were greatly promoted.
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