Chapter 373 Breaking Your Enchanted Barrier (Part One)


    Even though he had exerted himself to the extreme, Zen was still out of his reach. Since the


    competition started, Zen had beenbating only by the dint of his body and speed—he had not yet


    even exercised a single bit of his life vitality.


    ''Is this guy really at the grade two of nature level?''


    ''He must be a monster…''


    Seeing Zen strutting towards him with a smile not quite reaching his eyes and a chilling gaze, as if he


    was staring at a dead man, York felt a shudder run up his spine. In haste, he yelled at the referee, "I…I


    give up!


    I, York of Sea Peak, give up!"


    Void of any expression, the referee announced the result of thebat. "Zen won, York lost!"


    As thebat came to a conclusion, the light curtain of the enchanted barrier retreated sideways.


    Clutching at his chest, York blundered all the way off the arena as though there was a devil on his tail.


    "Zen, you''re awesome!"


    "That''s right! You have to be harsh to guys who eat their own words!"


    The turnout of thebat left the disciples of Drizzle Peak pumped up. Meanwhile, those from Sea


    Peak were left quiet and ashen-faced.


    This time, Sea Peak not only lost the match but also their reputation. ''If York defeated Zen, we would


    still have a chance to turn the situation around. In the world of martial arts practitioners, the winners are


    considered heroes. If Sea Park won, we would be victorious. So what if one guy broke his word? Will


    you Drizzle Peak disciplesin like a whining housewife?'' thought the members of Sea Peak in


    their hearts.


    Believing that they would win, many of the Sea Peak disciples were ready to make a counterattack


    against the potential usation of they breaking their words with their snide remarks.


    However, York lost to Zen. That was way beyond anyone''s expectations.


    It was utterly unimaginable for the disciples of Sea Peak. Even as they watched the battle unfold, they


    could not understand why York fell so weak that he could barely strike a threatening attack, even as he


    went above and beyond the three moves that he promised he would use to defeat Zen. Instead, he was


    vanquished by Zen in a single blow.


    The battle turnedpletely different from their expectations, so the disciples were still left in shock. In


    the face of Drizzle Peak''s mocking, they felt their prepared snarky replies and words fail them. Now


    that they had just lost the match and disgraced themselves, they couldn''t rack their brains enough to


    even find a retort.


    Although Zen didn''t go all out in the match, he still undoubtedly drew much attention, continuously


    changing the masters'' opinion of him.


    Another participant piqued their interest—Rocher, a man that was said to be a once-in-five-centuries


    genius from Skytop Peak.


    Rocher had always been confident about his speed, having identally obtained a secret manual on


    the method of movement entitled The Mystical Pace. The manual spoke more of a special pacing


    method than a method of movements—it contained a set of very unique prospects which could bring


    one''s speed to its maximum capacity.


    Because he relied on the lessons of The Mystical Pace, Rocher was able to defeat an expert in the


    Illuminating Soul Realm in one quick strike of the sword.


    After seeing Zen''s demonstration of instant bursts of speed, Rocher noticed something odd.


    Although it looked intimidating, Rocher was not impressed by Zen''s speed at all since it was still much


    slower than when he used the Mystical Pace. Upon a closer look, he noticed that Zen did not resort to


    any method of movement when he was in motion but instead seemed to have been moving solely with


    his explosive force.


    The fact that he had reached such a fast and flexible speed without practicing any method of


    movement was what astonished Rocher the most.


    ''If Zen ever starts practicing those methods and picks up his speed…'' Rocher contemted Zen''s


    potential. ''This guy really is a freak.''


    Oblivious to how Rocher perceived him, Zen simply made his way back to the Drizzle Peak team and


    took a seat in the corner as if nothing had happened, waiting quietly for the next round.


    Master Wen and the other disciples did not dare go to bother him. Having won the two matches he


    fought in, he was probably Drizzle Peak''s only hope.


    Battles in the arena proceeded, one round after another.


    At this year''s All Peaks Competition, several amazingly powerful disciples of Cloud Sect showed up.


    Both the lower-ranked peaks, such as the Vulture and Billow Peaks, as well as the top-ranked ones,


    including Skytop and ckrock, were proven to have some extremely gifted disciples participating in


    the matches. Thepetition in the group match stage was unusually fierce.


    Nevertheless, the performances of the Drizzle Peak disciples were far from satisfactory. Other than Zen


    who won two matches in a row, and another who lost two matches and won one, all the others ended in


    defeat.


    Soon, it was time for Zen to fight his third match.


    "Drizzle Peak''s Zen versus ckrock Peak''s Mack!"


    Upon hearing Mack''s name, Master Wen''s expression hardened, along with those of the Drizzle Peak


    disciples, who let the fury surface onto their expressions.


    As a magic array master, Mack was not only highly powerful but very resourceful. Above all, he was a


    cruel man. It was Mack who tortured Yehudi, a seeded yer of Drizzle Peak, right in the arena until he


    was unforgivably maimed.


    During the group stage of thepetition, the loss of one match was not so much of a big deal. As


    long as one won his following battle, he still had a chance to enter the next round. However, after being


    mauled in such a way, even if some mystical medicine could work its magic and heal Yehudi, it was


    impossible for him to take on another battle within such a short time.


    It was no wonder that everyone from Drizzle Peak hated Mack.


    "Zen, pay attention to Mack''s magic array. The array that bastard sets up could be wicked," Yehudi


    reminded Zen before he went up to the stage. After having fought him previously, Mack''s magic array


    still made Yehudi''s heartbeat stutter with fear.


    With a nod, Zen agreed. "Got it. I''ll be more careful."


    In addition, Master Wen advised, "If you find yourself no match for him, just throw in the towel. No need


    to force yourself to persist to the very end. This guy is a real monster inside."


    Given that Zen had gained two consecutive victories already and was almost guaranteed an


    opportunity to make it to the next round, Master Wen didn''t want Zen to push himself too much and he


    hoped his advice would keep Zen safe and sound until the next battle.


    Though Zen nodded, he did not take the advice seriously. When it came to participating in such


    combat-basedpetitions, more often than not, the contestants were merely fighting for their esteem.


    Now that Zen had entered the All Peaks Competition, he was determined to win.


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    With fiery eyes, Zen stepped into the arena.