Chapter 343: Fighting against the Ninth-Layered Martial King

The explosion of Thunder Mountain shattered the fantasies of countless people. More and more people were on the road from the small town to Yinchuan City.

As the crowd leaves, today’s events will inevitably cause a sensation in Beidingzhou and even the five major regions.

Leishan is too famous. Basically all the geniuses and martial saints from the five major domains have come here to comprehend, intending to unlock this magical skill that has been discovered for thousands of years. However, without exception, even Xuanyuan Peak, who is known as the most talented person in the Eastern Domain for two thousand years, has failed.

"…Just like that, a unique mark was formed in my body. Just now, when I activated it, the Thunder Mountain exploded, and I gained the complete technique."

The three of them were walking on the official road, and Wei Fan used telepathy to tell Fenghua and Zhihua about the process of how he acquired the Jiujiu True Skill.

The two were speechless for a long while. Just as many people had guessed, Leishan Tiangong did not require an extraordinary level of understanding, because if even someone like Xuanyuan Feng could not comprehend the basics of the technique, who in the world could truly master it?

"What is the secret of Leishan Tiangong?" Fenghua asked.

This question was actually a bit beyond the scope and not very polite. Fenghua was not a person who did not know etiquette. It was just that like most people, she had also had fantasies about "Leishan Tiangong" and had an extraordinary obsession with this martial art.

Not to mention her, even if Xuanyuan Feng knew that Wei Fan had obtained the "Thunder Mountain Heavenly Skill" that he had not yet comprehended, he would definitely ask about it out of curiosity.

"It should be a kind of physical training martial arts from ancient martial arts. As for what mysteries it has, I don't know since I haven't practiced it..."

It was not that he was unwilling to describe the Jiujiu Zhengong in detail to Fenghua Zhihua, but when he thought about it now, apart from the few words he heard at the beginning, there was nothing more related to the Jiujiu Zhengong in his mind.

It was as if he had had a dream and had forgotten most of the things when he woke up.

His mind followed the mysterious heavenly sound and was immersed in it. It was obvious that he had obtained everything related to the Nine-Nine True Art, but he really could not recall everything.

Obviously, this must involve something that is beyond his reach at his current level, so he cannot recall it.

Just like the Three Emperors Sutra, after the Three Emperors discuss the Dao to the Martial Saint level, everything comes to an abrupt end for him, which means that things at the Martial Saint level may be different from all previous levels.

The Three Emperors Sutra is protecting him, and the person who left behind the Nine Nine True Arts is also protecting him.

Wei Fan shook his head and said, "It's not actually called Thunder Mountain Heavenly Skill. Its real name is Nine Nine True Skill. Have you heard of it?"

Nine-nine true skills?

Fenghua and Zhihua looked thoughtful, but finally shook their heads together, indicating that they had never heard of the name Jiujiu Zhengong.

Wei Fan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

The Nine-Nine True Skill should not be much inferior to the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, and may even be stronger than the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, because the Nine-Nine True Skill, like the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, are both supreme skills that can be cultivated to be comparable to those of the gods.

He thought he could find out the origin of Jiujiu Zhengong through Fenghua and Zhihua's knowledge, but he didn't expect that neither of them had ever heard of it.

All we can say is that the history of Jiujiu Zhengong is probably very long, so long ago that the modern human race may no longer have any corresponding records or legends about Jiujiu Zhengong.

The three of them quickly returned to Yinchuan City and retrieved the white horse that had been left there.

"Where are you going?"

The two looked at Wei Fan.

Wei Fan pondered and said, "I want to find a place to practice Nine Nine True Skills. Zhihua is your home. Take us on a tour here."

The explosion at Thunder Mountain was so big that it would soon cause a sensation, and it would not be wise to stay here.

Moreover, when the Thunder Mountain exploded just now, a mark rushed into his body. It is possible that no one saw it. Based on this speculation, it is not difficult to infer that he has obtained the Nine-Nine True Skill.

Just because no one speaks out doesn’t mean no one has seen it. Not speaking out may be because the person wants to keep the good things to themselves.

"Okay, I'll just take a look at how they have managed the kingdom over the years!"

Zhihua nodded. She was the princess of Daxu, but the current emperor was not her father, but one of her brothers.

The three of them quickly left Yinchuan City, and Zhihua identified a direction and mounted his horse.

"I will take you to Yunjin City first. It is the most important military city in Daxu and also the front line of Daxu's fight against monsters. You will know what Daxu is like after you go there."

Wei Fan and Feng Hua also got on their horses and started galloping.

Three white horses were running on the road like three ribbons, attracting the attention of passers-by from time to time.

Boom boom…

Suddenly, there were series of explosions in the sky, and huge hands came from several directions and slapped Wei Fan and the other two.

The heaven and earth shook, the vital energy boiled, and the sky seemed to crack open, revealing a human figure inside.

"Three powerful ninth-level Martial Kings!" Someone screamed, bleeding from his mouth and nose due to the terrible pressure.

"The Zhilan Sect kills people. Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

A loud roar came from the sky, and all the energy within a radius of ten miles was drained in an instant.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Wei Fan, riding on the horse, was not surprised by this.

Ever since he revealed his true form and killed two core disciples of Zhilan Sect and a ninth-level Martial King, and continued to stay in Leishan, they knew that they would be sniped by the strong men of Zhilan Sect.

The reason for leaving Yinchuan City, in addition to being worried about the outbreak of the Jiujiu Zhengong incident, was also because he did not want a war to break out in the city and harm innocent people.

"Three ninth-level martial kings attacked together, they really think highly of us!"

Zhihua shouted loudly and his figure soared into the sky.

If all three big hands were to fall down, the entire earth would sink, bringing disaster to those who were traveling on the official road.

She was like a bolt of thunder, with an overwhelming momentum. In an instant, she was like a wave hitting the void, and her power swept across the sky and protected the earth beneath her.

"boom……"

Her petite fist emitted a bright light, bursting out with amazing power and collided with the first big hand in an instant.

"Bang!"

The big hand shook, but was not broken by her, it just flew back.

Obviously, the strong man coming from Zhilan Sect this time is no longer an ordinary ninth-level Martial King, but a top-level Martial King with extremely strong combat power, the kind of Martial King who has the opportunity to become a Martial Saint.

King Wu has a lifespan of one to two thousand years. With the environment of the five major domains, he has accumulated a lot of ninth-level skills of King Wu over the years.

But in fact, the ninth-level Martial Kings are also divided into several levels.

The first type is to rely on a long lifespan and resources to barely break through to the ninth level of Martial King. This type of Martial King is the weakest, and those with poor aptitude may take more than a thousand years to break through to the ninth level of Martial King.

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The second type is those who have decent aptitude and can break through to the ninth level of Martial King before the age of 500. Such people have the opportunity to reach the realm of Martial Saint.

Of course, having the opportunity to make a breakthrough does not mean that you can become a Martial Saint. Ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent of such people can only make a breakthrough, and there is basically no chance of success.

In fact, the strength at this level is difficult to define. Some break through to the ninth level of Martial King at over a hundred years old, and some break through to the ninth level of Martial King at over four hundred years old. They all have the opportunity to become Martial Saint, but in fact, in the five major domains, it is generally recognized that if one breaks through to the ninth level of Martial King at over a hundred years old, there is basically no possibility of becoming a Martial Saint.

The third level is the ninth level of Martial King, who are under a hundred years old. People at this level are almost at the level of the Saint Sons of the major saint sects, but of course there is still a huge gap.

However, even for people of this level, the probability of breaking through to the Martial King level is not high. Even among the saints of various holy sects, many will fail to break through.

In all the major holy sects, the Holy Son can only take the position within a hundred years. If you can break through within a hundred years, you will automatically replace the current Holy Lord and become the head of the sect. If you cannot become a Martial Saint within a hundred years, the position of the Holy Son will have to be replaced by another Lord.

Since one cannot break through to become a Martial Saint within a hundred years, there is basically no chance for him to do so later on, and resources must be given to a new Saint.

Therefore, in most holy sects, there may be seven or eight holy sons who have rotated through, but none of them has been able to break through to the level of Martial Saint.

The Martial Saint is so high and mighty, and for this reason, looking across the five major domains, few people dare to say that they can definitely become a Martial Saint.

This is a truly extraordinary step, which requires not only qualifications, but also perseverance and opportunity.

"Finally something decent!"

Fenghua's fighting spirit rose, her momentum became more and more terrifying, and she was about to smash the big hand with one punch. Instead, she had no expectations for the following battle.

It can be seen from the fact that she always beats the enemy in every fight that Fenghua is actually a warmonger.

The three Martial Kings from the Zhilan Sect must have broken through to the ninth level of Martial King when they were young, all under a hundred years old. It is even possible that some of them were saints who were eliminated from a certain generation.

After blasting this big hand away, she did not slow down and continued to blast the other big hand.

"You take care of the horses!"

At the same time, Wei Fan also soared into the sky. With the ninth level of Martial King, Zhihua’s combat power was not enough to qualify him to participate in the battle.

Although her talent was not bad, none of the three Martial Kings who came from Zhilan Sect this time had less qualifications than her, so she became a horse watcher again.

She never expected that in such a short period of time, Wei Fan had grown to the point where she had become a burden.

"They took me with them, probably because they needed someone to look after the horses..."

Zhihua felt a little uncomfortable, but still controlled the frightened horse and moved away from the center of the battlefield.

"boom!"

Wei Fan soared into the sky like a thunder, with a fiery red sun condensed in his hand, and he punched the third big hand.

Big Sun Collapse Fist!

He was full of wild energy and had a high fighting spirit. His first fight with a ninth-level Martial King made his blood boil.

With a loud bang, the shock wave of the collision swept across, and the sun in Wei Fan's hand was shattered in an instant. His body sank into the void for more than ten meters before he stabilized, and his breath churned.

Fighting against the enemy and reaching the ninth level of Martial King was still a bit of a stretch for him now. Of course, that was also because his opponent was not an ordinary ninth level Martial King.

His opponent should be a Martial King of the second level, ninth level, and a leader among them. The age at which he breaks through to the ninth level should not be more than 120 years old. In the Saint's Gate, he should be the second only to the Son of God in his rank.

However, although he was knocked back, his big hand was bounced high and did not fall down.

"You are such a monster, I can't let you stay!" Fang Nanfei's eyes flashed coldly.

Although he was not the Holy Son of Zhilan Sect when he was young, he was only one level lower than the Holy Son, and was also a famous genius in Beidingzhou.

The rumors outside are all true, this Wei Fan is extremely evil.

Although this palm strike of his was not his strongest, it still had about 70% to 80% of its power. However, it was unable to do anything to a young man who was at the seventh level of Martial King.

(End of this chapter)