At this point, Jacques still had not lost the fight. Under the rules, the fight would be over only when one
of the fighters admitted defeat or could not fight again. Otherwise, the competition did not stop.
Although he had been thrown out of the field by Zen, it might be because the light curtain of enchanted
barrier was not sturdy enough to absorb the impact of the collision and thus, cracked. Unless Jacques
admitted himself beaten, he had to continue the battle.
By now, Jacques' emotions were complex and indescribable. It was akin to one skilled Chinese go
player being matched up with a chess player, but this chess player also had the skills to play go and
ultimately won over the go player using the latter's strategy.
Being defeated in what he considered his jurisdiction was far more frustrating and humiliating for
Jacques than any loss he had suffered in the past.
Still, he had to return to the fighting field regardless of his feelings and thoughts. Now, his previous
arrogant face was replaced by a serious look when he stepped back on the field. Jacques stared at
Zen, knowing he must go all out in the coming battle.
Although he had prepared to fight, there were still doubts in Jacques' mind. He had tested the strength
of his white bone armor. Zen slammed into the armor with extreme force. If his body were not tough
enough to endure such force, his bones would have broken like the enchanted barrier.
But when Jacques returned to the field, he saw Zen standing calmly, without any visible injury. 'How did
he do that?' Jacques wondered. It confused him more. Unlike the jumble of emotions that Jacques was
feeling, Zen was very much relaxed. After his opponent's return, he just waved his arms, rubbed his
hands to prepare, and with a taunting smile, said, "Another hit?
I'm ready for that!"
The daring words left Jacques speechless, his heart nearly plummeting. He nearly felt blood rise to his
throat and come out of his mouth. At the same time, what initially seemed like tiny misgivings now
turned into incredulity.
His white bone armor could easily withstand the attack from a high-level spiritual weapon. It was
impossible to penetrate this armor unless it was a fairy weapon. But now with Zen standing there
without any injury after colliding with his metal covering sent a frisson of fear down his spine.
Did that mean that Zen's body was as tough as that of a high-level spiritual weapon?
If that was the case, was he still human?
Too many thoughts and possibilities were popping up in his chaotic mind. Before facing Zen in battle,
Jacques enjoyed challenging people of a higher level and always came out victorious. He attributed
this to his tough white bone armor. But now that he was defeated by a person who only made use of
his physical abilities, Jacques felt lost. Any confidence he gained from his previous achievements now
seemed insignificant.
Unknown to Jacques, he was the first to test Zen's physical strength. Before this competition, no one
knew the limits to Zen's physical abilities. He was only injured once, and that was because Tracy, with
the power of Blue Phoenix, stabbed him. Other than that episode, no one came close to testing his
limits.
In their battle, Jacques overestimated the toughness of Zen's body.
The strength of Zen's body was similar to that of a mid-level spiritual weapon. It was only recently when
he entered this level, and then he reached the peak of this spiritual weapon level after these days'
refinement. Anyway, there was still a huge gap between his body and the high-level spiritual weapon.
But it was Zen's experience and combat expertise that was a crucial factor in this encounter. He
bumped into Jacques' white bone armor with his shoulder. When they slammed into his opponent, his
tight and powerful shoulder muscles eased some of the collision force. On the other hand, the force
Jacques unleashed towards Zen's body was automatically transformed into warm currents, which his
seemingly mystical body absorbed.
Even though Zen was only a middle-level spiritual weapon, he possessed a magical power which other
spiritual weapons lacked, and which was not easily understood.
As far as the spectators were concerned, they had witnessed Jacques in many successful fights with
his hard white bone armor, and this defeat by Zen was his first. Seeing his serious face now, they
understood that Jacques would be trying his best in the next round.
"You surprise me, Zen! You really are interesting. It seems I have underestimated your strength. It is
unrealistic to vanquish you with pure strength alone," Jacques sneered.
His remark had Zen raising an eyebrow. He answered, "Or you can also say that is a naive way of
thinking."
"I have to admit that yes, I was too naive before." Jacques didn't care for the sarcasm in Zen's words,
so he gave him a cold smile. "But now, you will have a taste of my real power. Just a reminder, you will
later regret this.
You will regret standing here to fight me," he said menacingly.
After issuing the threat, Jacques began to generate a mass of blood fog in his hands. Compared to the
previous blood fog, this one had more strength and intensity. It was almost like the blood left by some
wild beast from an ancient savage land with highly unusual blood vessels.
When the cloud of blood gradually dissipated, a bone spear appeared in his hands. The spear shone
with a pale green light, and on top of the bone were layers of complex runes.
He raised the bone spear and stabbed it towards the sky. Instantly, a dragon's roar emanated from the
weapon.
"This is the bone spear made from a section of a flood dragon's spine. You are very lucky to be the first
to taste its power in the All Peaks Competition!" With a glint in his eyes, Jacques enunciated each
word.
Flood dragon...
Flood dragon was a category of the dragon, although it was far from being a genuine dragon. It was
neither a super legendary beast nor even a normal legendary beast. And it would never come close to
Tracy's Blue Phoenix.
Unfortunately, while Tracy might have the blood of the Blue Phoenix, her current strength was still not
enough for her to master the total power of the Phoenix.
In Jacques' hand was a part of the dragon's spine. Just how powerful the flood dragon bone spear was,
no one knew for sure.
But right after Zen heard the dragon roar from the bone spear, he felt subtle changes in his mind. He
sensed the cyan dragon on the giant furnace in his mind shook a little, which was followed by a barely
perceptible roar from the creature.
The dragon language was strange and complicated, and one Zen did not comprehend. Many of its
syllables were barely audible or were undetectable by human ears.
So, it took him by surprise that right this moment, it was clear to him what the dragon's roar meant.
'What?
You want to eat that bone spear made of the flood dragon's spine?' he asked in his head. Once he
understood the dragon's intent, a strange look came over Zen's face.
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