"Uncle-Master Wan's swordsmanship is truly the essence of our sect. The sword is like a flower, and the flower is like a sword. It's too wonderful for words."
"It looks like a riot of falling petals, but it's actually full of killing intent. Mr. Wan's sword is already at the pinnacle of perfection. There aren't many people in the world who can take it, right?"
"Anyway, this young man will definitely not be able to take it."
The crowd roared with laughter and discussion. They were all one-sided in favor of Wan Chuanzhou.
Shen Zhenyi did not look sideways. Although the sky was filled with flying petals, his gaze was fixed on the tip of Wan Chuanzhou's sword. Wan Chuanzhou changed his feints several times, but could not attract Shen Zhenyi's attention. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
Could it be that this young man was not as simple as he thought?
The Three Thousand Falling Plum Blossoms was a deceptive move that used illusory sword moves to confuse the opponent. If the opponent could find the real attack move in the falling plum blossoms, then his zhenqi would be completely useless.
"Impossible … The changes in our sect's falling plum blossoms are so mysterious. How could he see it so clearly? Maybe it's a coincidence."
Wan Chuanzhou could not be defeated by someone's gaze. Although Shen Zhenyi was clearly staring at the tip of his sword, he still braced himself and stabbed forward, hoping that Shen Zhenyi was just bluffing.
Shen Zhenyi played it down. With a flick of his wrist, he dissolved Wan Chuanzhou's fierce attack.
"This sword move is not bad."
In the distant Sky Jade Palace, Emperor Chanyu praised in amazement.
"I've long said that the Falling Plum Sect's swordsmanship is flashy but not practical. It's hard to practice but easy to break. Today, Wan Chuanzhou, a three-hundred-year-old elder, was defeated by a young man. If I were him, I'd be embarrassed to death. "
He turned to ask the chamberlain beside him, "Who is this young man?"
The chamberlain quickly took the nameplate and looked at it before replying, "This person is Shen Zhenyi of the Abandoned Sword Villa. His Majesty invited him here on a special edict …"
"Oh?"
Chanyu Jing was a busy man, but he still had some impression of this name.
This was because not long ago, someone had complained tearfully in front of him, saying that Shen Zhenyi from the Abandoned Sword Villa of the Juntian Feilan Province was disrespectful to the imperial power and did not know what was good for him. He actually dared to reject the Nine Zen Heavenly Battle Arena.
Liu Borui was his trusted aide, which was why he was sent to various places as an imperial envoy. After hearing what he said, Chanyu Jing didn't have a good impression of Shen Zhenyi.
Who would have thought that Shen Zhenyi would actually come to participate in the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena just a few days later? Liu Borui was so angry that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices. He begged the Emperor to issue an edict to reprimand him, or even revoke this person's right to participate in the arena.
"It seems like today's event was not canceled."
Chanyu Jing's face darkened.
In the eyes of those who didn't know the ropes, Shen Zhenyi and Wan Chuanzhou's battle seemed to be a match for each other, and Shen Zhenyi seemed to be at a disadvantage.
But to a true expert like him, this was definitely not the case.
This person was so young, but he had already grasped the essence of swordsmanship. He really couldn't be underestimated.
Princess Yan was also somewhat curious. She frowned and said, "Father, this person's swordsmanship is very ordinary. There's nothing special about it. Why was Wan Chuanzhou's Falling Plum Sword countered by him?"
Chanyu Jing sighed and said, "My son, this person's attainment in swordsmanship is above yours. He has already reached the realm of returning to one's natural state. So any random set of swordsmanship has unpredictable power. If it wasn't for the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena this time, I really wouldn't have known that such a person had appeared under my rule. "
Chanyu Jing sneered.
However, Princess Yan pouted. She felt a little unconvinced in her heart.
She had received the best education and had the most outstanding bloodline. Her cultivation conditions were much better than Shen Zhenyi's.
But she was actually inferior to someone else. She couldn't hold on to her arrogance.
Chanyu Jing didn't notice his daughter's abnormality. Instead, he was focused on watching the battles on the arena.
… At the same time, there were battles on the eight golden platforms. But he was most focused on Shen Zhenyi's swordsmanship.
He was only focused on Shen Zhenyi's swordsmanship.
His opponent, Wan Chuanzhou, was really a good-for-nothing. He was completely unable to force out the essence of Shen Zhenyi's swordsmanship. This old fellow still couldn't tell that Shen Zhenyi was deliberately going easy on him and giving him face.
This also meant that Shen Zhenyi's martial realm was far above Wan Chuanzhou's.
Could it be that this youth was already a top-notch expert in the ninth stage of the Perfected Person Realm at such a young age?
No … impossible.
Only the Great Moon Dynasty's Eight Cultivators of Spiritual Transformation Art could touch the ninth stage of the Perfected Person Realm. The other top-notch martial techniques in the World of Eight Cultivators of Spiritual Transformation all had obvious flaws.
With his extraordinary talent and hundreds of years of bitter cultivation, he might be able to reach the ninth stage of the Perfected Person Realm before his lifespan ran out.
This kid was so young. At most, he was at the eighth stage of the Perfected Person Realm.
Perhaps his swordsmanship was better, and his comprehension of the realm was higher. That was why he could completely suppress Wan Chuanzhou.
The emperor secretly put Shen Zhenyi on the list of people to pay attention to. Shen Zhenyi was completely unaware of it. He only used the Heavenly Bird Swordsmanship to neutralize Wan Chuanzhou's attacks. He didn't plan to rush to attack, leaving enough space for Wan Chuanzhou.
However, every sword strike was able to accurately neutralize Wan Chuanzhou's attacks. In the end, even before Wan Chuanzhou's sword had stabbed out, his opponent's sword was already waiting there.
How could Wan Chuanzhou not be scared witless?
The people watching the battle below the stage couldn't see what was going on. They only felt that Wan Chuanzhou's attacks were like a tide. Shen Zhenyi was in danger, neutralizing Wan Chuanzhou's attacks like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.
Someone shouted, "That kid is also tenacious. He can actually fight with Teacher Wan for so long. He can be considered amazing."
"This person's swordsmanship is above ours. No wonder he was qualified to be invited by the imperial family."
"At this point, it's an honorable defeat …"
Wan Chuanzhou's hearing was very good. He could hear the people's discussion on the stage. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew that he was in the situation.
He smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "Little brother, this old man apologizes to you. I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so brilliant. You can indeed show mercy to this old man. I have eyes but failed to recognize Mt. Tai. "
Wan Chuanzhou was a smart person. He knew when to lower his head. He was also secretly glad that he had shown mercy at the beginning. Now that there was still some leeway, he wouldn't lose too badly.
Shen Zhenyi looked at him and smiled. "If that's the case, Mr. Wan, why don't you admit defeat? What are you waiting for? Isn't it a bad thing to just leave? "
Wan Chuanzhou was stunned at first. Then, he laughed. Suddenly, his body turned and floated down from the golden stage like a cloud!
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