"Ah, Jesse went too far. It is only a challenge between two peaks. Why did he use that fierce strike?
Does he want to kill Zen?"
"The battle ring is made of pure iron, which is very hard. But it was easily cut by the sky-rending hoops
as if the ring was as soft as mud. If the sky-rending hoops touch a human, his body will be split in two!"
"It's too dangerous. How will Zen deal with this attack?"
Now, everyone was worried about Zen. They watched him with bated breath.
When the sky-rending hoops neared Zen, he twisted his body at a strange angle and slid through the
space among the hoops.
At the same time, leveraging his momentum, Zen dodged another four sky-rending hoops that had
been flying above and below him. After his successful dodges, he ran toward Jesse at full speed.
The previous round of fighting between the two contestants had only been a prelude. And now formal
combat, with fist to fist strikes, would begin between the two.
Jesse's face was calm as he watched Zen rushing toward him. He didn't seem to be flustered. Instead,
his expression reflected the seriousness he felt. He waved his hand, and the seven sky-rending hoops
left behind by Zen adjusted their directions and turned toward Zen again.
These seven sky-rending hoops were produced by Jesse's life vitality. Their weights were as light as
air, and they could fly at a fantastically high speed.
Even though Zen was also very fast, he still needed to consider whether to boost his speed or to keep
away from the hoops chasing him. If he did not dodge, he would be cut into pieces by these hoops
before he could get close to Jesse.
This was also the reason why Jesse stood still and regarded Zen with his steady gaze. He had used
the sky-rending hoops many times to defeat dozens of rivals. He understood how powerful the hoops
were and what would be the result if someone met the sky-rending hoops directly. It could not be
different this time, and he was sure that Zen would not dare use his body to fend off the attack from the
sky-rending hoops.
However, Jesse was wrong this time.
If Zen's body had still been at the level of mysterious weapon, he would have been terrified of the
cutting power of these sky-rending hoops.
However, his physical body had improved in strength after being cultivated by the fire of the Earth's
core. His physical strength and body hardness were different from what he was at the level of
mysterious weapon. So, Zen intended to use his body to counter the attack of the sky-rending hoops.
'Oh, my god! Why doesn't he run away? Is he crazy? Or does he want to die?'
Jesse was very confused when he saw that Zen did not have the slightest intention to dodge the attack.
Such actions by Zen, in his eyes, were equal to suicide. How could a person face the sharp hoops
without any hesitance?
"Zen, run away! Be quick!"
"Oh, no! If he doesn't get out of the way, he will be cut into pieces by the sky-rending hoops!"
"Is Zen crazy? Let's stop here. Stop the sky-rending hoops. Come down from the arena, Zen. Please!
Be quick!"
Seeing that Zen was not avoiding the attack, all the disciples of Drizzle Peak voiced their concerns.
They shouted to get Zen's attention, hoping that he would listen to them and dodge the hoops or even
give up the fight.
Although disciples within the peak were known to hold grudges and fight among themselves, when it
came to challenges between peaks, the disciples of each peak stood united. They shared the same
worry about Zen's safety.
'We can afford to lose this challenge, but Zen should not die!' All the disciples of Drizzle Peak clenched
their fists. They kept shouting at Zen to avoid the attack.
The refiners from Vulture Peak, however, were satisfied to see the current scene in the arena. Their
lips curled in a contemptuous sneer.
"Look! This guy must be insane!"
"Yes, I think so. Maybe it's better for him to die. There is no friendship in a battle. If he wants to die
without any defense, the hoops will not have any mercy on him."
"Well, that is a pity! Drizzle Peak just enrolled a genius disciple, and Jesse is going to shred this
genius!"
According to the disciples of Vulture Peak, Zen's nonresistance would eventually lead to his death.
That was a good result for them.
Zen, as a representative of Drizzle Peak, had defeated three of Vulture Peak's top 20 disciples. And he
only used one punch to win each fight. That was a big shame for every disciple of Vulture Peak!
This failure had never happened in the history of Vulture Peak, and it could not be forgotten or
recovered by any means.
Besides, Zen was only at the marrow refining level. If he did not die today, he would grow quickly and
become a significant threat to Vulture Peak. They were afraid that he would challenge all the disciples
of their peak in the future.
Though it was too early to foresee what would happen in the coming years, their concerns were not
unfounded.
Just two years before, a genius from Lady Peak, Yan, had defeated all disciples of Day Peak. And as a
result, the ranking of Day Peak dropped from sixth to somewhere in the mid-twenties. What a horrifying
experience for the disciples of Day Peak and the onlookers of other peaks.
Therefore, at this moment, the disciples of Vulture Peak did not feel uncomfortable about the scene in
the arena even though it meant that Zen might die. In their minds, it would be prudent to kill Zen, a
genius, at this time before he refined himself further and became a more significant threat to them.
However, Zen was not a normal refiner as they had thought. What happened next was entirely out of
their expectation and dumbfounded everyone watching the fight.
"Bang!"
The first sky-rending hoop crashed into Zen and made a clear sound like a piece of gold bumping into
an iron weapon. To everyone's surprise, the golden hoop did not cut Zen into pieces but instead, it
bounced to the side.
Even though the hoop did not cut Zen's body, it did shred his white robe. The torn white robe exposed
Zen's back to the public.
On his naked back, people could only see a light trace of blood. They held their breath and couldn't
utter a word. They could not believe that such a powerful weapon only left such a small injury on Zen's
skin. That was so unimaginable!
However, this was only the start of how much Zen would astound them today. The remaining sky-
rending hoops continued to hurtle toward Zen. When they crashed into him, each of them also made
the clear sound like the first hoop. "Bang!" The second hoop clashed with Zen and bounced away.
"Bang!" The third hoop was also deflected after touching Zen's body.
"Bang!" The fourth hoop ricocheted off Zen.
Each of these sky-rending hoops struck Zen's back, made a loud sound, and then bounced away. None
were able to do Zen any harm.
In all previous fights where Jesse had used his sky-rending hoops, his opponents had been shredded.
But now, none of the hoops could injure Zen beyond a small gash on his skin. Aside from the depth and
shape of the injuries, the outcome of all the hoops was the same. None could cut Zen into pieces.
On seeing this fantastic scene, same as the crowd present, or maybe more surprised than the public,
Jesse's eyes widened. Fear and trepidation rose in his heart.
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