"The ape-masked guest!"
The people below the stage cheered.
This person's aura was shocking. Although he had been hiding his face, those who had fought with him knew that his martial arts had reached an unfathomable level.
"This person will definitely defeat Shen Zhenyi!"
"If he really wins, will he be conferred the title of Kurfürst as well?"
"Two Kurfürst have appeared in the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena. This is a grand event that has never happened before!"
The ninth level of martial arts was difficult to reach.
Apart from the royal family, there might not be one in hundreds of years. The probability of two appearing at the same time was too small.
How could a battle between ninth level martial artists not attract attention?
Everyone raised their heads in anticipation, wanting to see an astonishing battle.
Shen Zhenyi only glanced at him indifferently.
"You've come after all."
The way he spoke made it seem like he was acquainted with him.
The ape-masked guest was stunned. Suspicion flashed in his eyes.
"You know who I am?"
"Of course I do."
Shen Zhenyi nodded lazily. "Even if you used the Mud God Technique to change your body shape, martial arts will not lie."
The ape-masked guest was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he laughed. "I thought I could hide it from you and wanted to have a good fight with you in the arena. Now it seems that won't be possible …"
He reached out, as if to take off his mask.
The audience below the stage exclaimed.
Shen Zhenyi smiled. "If you want to fight, it's okay."
The ape-masked guest paused.
"Okay!"
He seemed to have made up his mind. He laughed and said, "It will be a regret of my life if I can't see the sword technique of the Third Young Master Shen on the golden stage. Since that's the case, I will shamelessly make a move. "
"Please."
Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly. He stretched out his right hand, inviting him to make a move.
In the Heavenly Jade Palace, the Emperor's face was gloomier.
"They know each other?"
He muttered to himself.
In the same era, the appearance of two commoners at the ninth stage of the Enlightened Human Realm was already an unpleasant problem for the Imperial Family.
If these two were still friends, even the Emperor would have to take it seriously.
Princess Yan felt a chill in her heart. She gathered her courage and asked, "Father, Shen Zhenyi's background is clear. Although he came from the Nine Serenities, he can be traced back to the Twelve Sword Towers 300 years ago. But who is this ape-masked guest? "
The Emperor glanced at her and said with a frown, "You don't have to worry about that. You just need to know that this person should have been under our control."
Princess Yan understood.
The royal family would plant all kinds of chess pieces to control the entire martial arts world, and the ape-masked guest should be one of them.
By accumulating merits, they could also obtain the secret martial arts of the Imperial Family. If their merits were great and their talents were high, they could quickly become top-notch experts. The Imperial Family also needed these people.
However, their upper limit should be the eighth tier of the Enlightened Being Realm. When the ape-masked guest reached the ninth tier, he would be like Shen Zhenyi, out of control.
At this moment, the ape-masked guest made a move. His arms were spread open, and his fists were pointed. They were like crescent moons and hooks, and his momentum was astonishing.
The Emperor's expression turned even colder.
"This is the Waning Moon Hanging Horn Fist! To think that there can be such a level of transformation! "
Princess Yan knew what was good for her and cried out in surprise.
The Waning Moon Hanging Horn Tearing the Sky was one of the most powerful killing fists of the Imperial Family. If the ape-masked guest was a member of the Great Moon Dynasty, it would not be strange for him to learn this martial art.
But the terrifying thing was that the ape-masked guest's fist art had a transformation that had never been seen in the highest level of this martial art. It was a new style, and infinitely mysterious!
"This is the result of him combining at least twenty or thirty top-notch fist arts. He made up for the flaws in the Waning Moon Hanging Horn Fist, and then he mastered it."
The Emperor's voice had calmed down, but it sounded even colder.
"Speaking of which, we have underestimated this person in the past hundred years."
The seeds sent to monitor the world had to be strong and talented. But they couldn't be too strong, so as to avoid losing control.
So these people, including the ape-masked guest, were all carefully selected.
They shouldn't have had a chance to make a breakthrough.
The ape-masked guest alone was not a big deal, but if there was a problem with this mechanism, the Emperor had to worry about his foundation being shaken.
"This fist technique combines head and tail like a ring, there are no flaws at all — how is Shen Zhenyi going to break it?"
Princess Yan deduced the transformation of the fist art. She found that the ape-masked guest could attack from the weak side no matter which angle she defended from.
In addition to the previous fierceness of this fist art, it also became flexible and flawless.
If Princess Yan was standing on the opposite side, she could only close her eyes and wait for death, except to run away.
How should Shen Zhenyi deal with it?
The Emperor hesitated for a moment, and felt that he didn't have a good idea. "The Waning Moon Hanging Horn Fist has reached such a high level. He can only resist it with his own strength."
"Although Shen Zhenyi has reached the ninth level of the Immortal Realm, he is at a disadvantage in terms of the total amount of natural qi."
Yesterday, he was worried about Shen Zhenyi, and today he had another ape-masked guest.
As the Emperor, Chanyu Jing felt that he was worrying too much.
But in the next second, Shen Zhenyi's response made his head hurt even more.
Shen Zhenyi didn't retreat.
He didn't fight head-on.
Of course, he didn't wait for death.
Shen Zhenyi used his sleeve as a soft sword. He gently swiped it in the air, drawing a strange and mysterious path. It was like the path of the stars, guiding the transformation.
When they saw the Waning Moon Hanging Horn Fist, they thought that it was the most exquisite transformation of martial arts. It was sharp and smooth, and its killing intent was restrained. No one present could think of a way to counter it, so they could only admire it.
But Shen Zhenyi's sleeve immediately made the ape-masked guest's fist art look dull.
"What … what kind of martial arts is this!"
"I can see the transformation of the universe and the stars! It's just the Waning Moon, it's nothing! "
"The Guidance of the Stars and the Waning Moon Hanging Horn Fist are just the background of this move. They can only change according to the changes of the sword. In other words, his martial arts are completely controlled by the Third Young Master Shen!"
"How can there be such a sword art in the world?"
Exclamations rose one after another.
Not only could he control himself, but he could also control the sword art of others!
Guidance of the Stars, All Return to One!
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