Chapter 125 Sky-rending Hoop (Part Two)

The disciples from Drizzle Peak had accepted the fact that Zen had been defeated when they saw that he couldn't break free from the rings.

They had known that Zen's failure was inevitable since Jesse was a nature creature.

Despite his defeat, they deemed that Zen was a credit to Drizzle Peak. He had defeated three opponents from Vulture Peak. That he had used a fist each time was even more astounding. Perhaps, this success would never be achieved by any outer disciple of Cloud Sect, now and forever.

Since Zen had tried his best, most disciples from Drizzle Peak thought they could do nothing but accept the truth of Zen's imminent failure.

But when Zen was dragged to the battle ring's boundary, something unexpected happened.

Jesse was holding his head and screaming as though he was in tremendous pain.

"Did he fall ill unexpectedly during the fight?"

"Hahaha. It would be so great if he is gravely ill. But, Jesse is a nature creature with a supernatural body. How is it possible for him to suffer from a serious illness?"

"Both of Zen's hands are fastened by the rings. It is impossible for Zen to do anything to hurt Jesse. How can Jesse be in such pain if he is not ill?"

Jesse's weird response provoked heated discussions among the disciples of Drizzle Peak. None could figure out the mystery!

The inner disciples dressed in black robes, however, had noticed some clues.

Glenn, one of the inner disciples, murmured to others around him, "Look. As I've mentioned before, this guy is exceptionally powerful for someone at the marrow refining level. My guess is that he doesn't merely fight based on his strength. He must have mastered other extraordinary skills."

The inner disciples around Glenn were stunned by his words, and one of them responded, "I haven't noticed this yet. What skills on earth could he have used to make Jesse shriek with such great pain?"

"If my memory serves, Zen has attacked Jesse with his soul," said Glenn with a thoughtful expression.

"A

you my real strength as a nature creature! Sky Rending Hoop!"

As soon as Jesse shouted those three words, a golden hoop showed up on his hand. But it was a little different from his sky-binding hoops in terms of shape. This ring had neatly lined saw-teeth all around it. The sky-rending hoop was faster than the sky-binding hoops as well.

"Whooshing!"

Very soon, seven sky-rending hoops were suspended in the air around Jesse, swirling crazily.

"Go!"

Jesse extended his hand and pointed at Zen. His eyes were full of apathy. Zen had enraged him. Jesse felt humiliated by Zen who was only at the marrow refining level. And anyone who infuriated Jesse would pay for what he had done at any cost.

The seven sky-rending hoops flew at Zen from different angles.

Two of them flew high. Their flying route made up a parabola.

Another three sky-rending hoops flew toward Zen along a straight line.

The remained two hoops rolled on the floor of the battle ring, aiming for Zen's legs. Deep furrows were noticeable in the direction where the rings had passed as if the floor of the battle ring was muddy.

In the face of these seven sky-rending hoops, Zen looked rather nervous.

He knew that his strength wasn't powerful enough, so he had to take a confrontation with every nature creature seriously from now on.