Of course, some people were jealous.
Among the eight sects in the world, except for the Twelve Sword Towers and the Wind Thunder City, which were on good terms with Shen Zhenyi, none of the other major sects had a good impression of the rising nobleman.
"So what if he's a Kurfürst? He's not the champion of the Nine Zen Heavenly Arena yet."
"If he is crippled like Ming Jiuqi tomorrow, this Kurfürst will probably be the one with the shortest life in history!"
"I think it's very possible. Although he is in the ninth level of the True Master Realm, his opponent is not to be trifled with, either."
"In the past hundred years, the ape-masked guest has fought with the elders of various sects and clans. Someone in his sect has said that he has already comprehended the Divine Principle of Martial Dao and stepped into the ninth level of the True Human Realm, but it was a secret."
"How can such a big thing be kept a secret from the Great Moon Dynasty?"
Some people were doubtful. The one who broke the news smiled and said, "We all think that he may have an official identity. Even if he is not a member of the royal family, he is at least a relative of the emperor and an important minister trusted by His Majesty. Otherwise, how could he come and go freely in the World of Eight Cultivators and test the strength of the major sects?"
The ape-masked guest was quite mysterious. Everyone had many guesses about his origins because he would always appear suddenly and challenge the experts of a region. After winning, he didn't seek to become famous and would simply leave. It really did seem like he was gathering information about the various sects and figuring out the trump cards of these people.
Such behavior was most reasonable for a member of the royal family to do.
Therefore, most people believed that the ape-masked man was closely related to the Great Moon Dynasty.
Cynanchum Chinense was a bit worried after hearing the discussions. She asked Shen Zhenyi in a low voice, "Master, will the royal family kill you in the finals so that you can't threaten Princess Yan's position after they conferred you the title of Kurfürst? It is said that you have an advantage over Princess Yan in terms of age and martial arts. If the emperor dies, Princess Yan will be in an awkward position. "
Shen Zhenyi did not even raise his head. "That won't happen."
"That's hard to say." Cynanchum Chinense was full of gossip. She would not be satisfied until she finished it.
"For the sake of that chair, these members of the Imperial Family would kill each other, kill each other, and do all sorts of despicable and vile things. Master, although you are the Kurfürst, you are an outsider after all. Who knows what they will do to you? "
She blinked and recalled what Shen Zhenyi had said before. "Didn't you say that the Emperor wanted to kill you? Was it because of this? Did he see through Master's cultivation at the ninth level of the Enlightened Being Realm back then? "
Shen Zhenyi put down the book in his hand, shook his head and said indifferently, "No, even Shan Yujing can't see through my cultivation. I don't know where his murderous aura came from. "
"However, in tomorrow's battle, the royal family will definitely not have a chance to make a move."
He paused and smiled. "Because the ape-masked guest is definitely not a member of the royal family. He has nothing to do with the Great Moon Dynasty."
Shen Zhenyi's tone was firm. Cynanchum Chinense was skeptical, but she could only believe what her master said.
The next day.
The final battle of the Nine Zen Heavenly Combat Arena.
Seven of the eight golden platforms had been dismantled, leaving only one standing tall in the south of the city.
The surrounding floating stands were also gathered together, allowing the martial arts experts who had participated before or not to participate to watch the final battle.
As for the golden mist in front of the Sky Jade Palace, it had dispersed. The royal family had also come to watch the final battle of the Nine Zen Heavenly Combat Arena.
— One side was definitely a ninth level Enlightened Being and was conferred the title of Kurfürst in this battle. If the other side could also reach the ninth level of the Enlightened Being Realm, it would be a fierce battle. Watching the battle between the top experts was also of great significance to one's own martial arts.
Therefore, all the martial artists who could make it to the arena gathered around the golden platform.
As usual, Shen Zhenyi came to the arena early in the morning.
He stood quietly on the golden platform with his eyes slightly closed — he was not thinking about the upcoming battle, but was still comprehending the mysteries of heaven and the way of the sword.
He did not want to waste this kind of time.
The mysterious ape-masked guest was late.
It was almost noon. If he still did not appear, they would announce that he had forfeited.
"Could it be … this person knows that he is not a match for the Third Young Master Shen, so he actually admitted defeat?"
"If he doesn't come, it means that he has lost without a fight. This is a big loss of face. Why do he have to do this?"
"Didn't someone say that the elders of the various sects are sure that the ape-masked guest is a ninth level Enlightened Being? How can he be so weak?"
"How can such a big event be taken lightly? He should at least show his face, right?"
The audience below the stage was anxious and could not help but talk about it.
Shen Zhenyi did not care at all and pretended that he did not hear anything.
Until the deacon on the golden platform spoke to him. "Marquis, the time limit is almost up, but the ape-masked guest is not here yet … When the time is up, are you willing to wait a little longer, or immediately announce that you are the winner of the Nine Zen Heavenly Combat Arena?"
Once Shen Zhenyi was conferred the title of Kurfürst, his status would be different. The deacon's attitude towards him changed greatly, and he was so respectful that it was almost humble.
Shen Zhenyi opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the excited crowd below the stage. He said calmly, "He will definitely come."
The deacon was stunned.
He had thought that Shen Zhenyi would at most pretend to be polite and then win easily. He did not expect that the Marquis would have some confidence in this mysterious opponent.
Was this the connection between experts?
The deacon retreated in embarrassment. He looked around and then looked at the sundial, waiting for the time to come.
Just as the sundial pointed at noon, a burst of wild laughter came from the horizon. A burly man clad in golden armor flew over and shouted, "Forget about the Nine Zen Heavenly Combat Arena, the finals are just so-so. But if the talented Third Young Master Shen can't even try, it would be such a pity!"
This person's tone was very arrogant. He did not even care about the Nine Zen Heavenly Combat Arena's finals, but his tone showed that he valued Shen Zhenyi.
He was more than three meters tall and was extremely tall. He was muscular, but his face was covered by a golden ape mask. Only two black holes could be seen, making people feel intimidated!
The ape-masked guest.
The most mysterious expert in the World of Eight Cultivators in the past hundred years.
Just as Shen Zhenyi expected, he appeared on the golden platform at the last moment.
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