My Master Knows It All

He had just landed when, at the next moment, a figure descended.

Monkey clan?

Cao Zhen was stunned for a moment. Had he poked a monkey nest? Why did he keep encountering cultivators from the monkey clan?

Or was this intentional, and they came to find him?

Before he could speak, the monkey clan opposite had already taken out a long stick, different from the black stick used by Min Jianbing he encountered before; this one was a silver stick.

”People of the Skyeye Clan, remember my name, Min Xingzhu. Soon, I will show you the true power of the monkey clan.”

In the distance, several cultivators of the beastman clan, upon seeing Min Xingzhu, flew down and their eyes fell on the arena where Cao Zhen was.

”That Skyeye Clan kid is really unlucky to be targeted by Min Xingzhu.”

”Min Xingzhu is the strongest cultivator of the monkey clan in the Core Formation Stage.”

”I have always heard that Min Xingzhu of the monkey clan is strong, but I have never seen him in action. This time, I must take a good look.”

The people on the Skyeye Clan side also looked over.

”It’s that monkey clan!”

”We’ve seen that monkey clan in action before, extremely brutal. Our clan’s cultivator had barely a chance to escape the arena.”

”His previous opponent was Egret from the Hundred Birds Sect. Egret’s master was a strong True Immortal. I know Egret’s strength very well; he’s definitely in the top ten in Hundred Birds Sect, yet he was defeated without a chance to fight back.”

”This Dao Companion is really unlucky. Does anyone know this Dao Companion?”

”I saw him coming from the Indistinct Sect side.”

For a moment, many eyes from both clans fell on the arena where Cao Zhen was.

Cao Zhen just looked at the other party without speaking. Since they knowingly came, they must know his name.

Soon, on sixty-four arenas, one hundred and twenty-eight cultivators had stood firmly.

As beams of light rose, immediately beams of light rose up.

Min Xingzhu’s mana circulated within his body, his momentum surged, his eyes deep and indifferent, like a resolute great stone. The long stick in his hand resembled a silver snake, glinting with hypnotic cold light, even slightly trembling with his breath, like a silver snake flicking its tongue.

Cao Zhen was draped in a white long robe, his figure tall and slender, the longsword in his hand pointing downward.

The momentum between the two gradually rose, like turbulent waves crashing together.

Suddenly, Min Xingzhu’s figure flickered, his speed surprisingly like a gust of wind passing by, and he was there in a flash.

The long stick in his hand followed, his stick method wild and fierce, like a wild dragon soaring. As the stick danced, the sound of wind roared, like mighty eagles flapping their wings covering the sky, or like giant tigers roaring in the mountains.

The impact of each blow was tremendous, as if the surrounding air couldn’t withstand the power of this strike and emitted low, muffled sounds.

Cao Zhen’s sword aura circulated, the sword light like lightning, glinting with cruel cold light.

He once again drew a circle toward the front, a simple motion, yet it displayed the agility and ingenuity of swordsmanship perfectly, like a fish swimming.

At this moment, the sword and his body seemed to merge perfectly.

The next moment, the silver long stick and the longsword collided.

In an instant, there were more than ten metallic clanging sounds of collision.

In just a moment, their divine weapons had collided more than ten times!

Min Xingzhu felt the terrifying recoil from the long stick, the tingling sensation in his arms, and a sudden look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Such terrifying power!

Generally speaking, the beastman clan’s physique is absolutely more powerful than the Skyeye Clan’s, especially when cultivation base is still weak.

After all, once they have a strong cultivation base, the Skyeye Clan possesses many divine skills that can temper the body to be even more powerful, but when the cultivation base is weak, everyone relies on their clan’s innate talents.

Their beastman clan’s strength innate talent is indeed much higher than the Skyeye Clan’s.

Yet now, his power was being crushed by this person from the Skyeye Clan before him!

What on earth is this guy’s situation?

In the distance, cultivators from both clans watched the two fighting, each with a puzzled expression.

”What is happening? Clearly, Min Xingzhu is using a long stick, his weapon heavier, and he is from the beast clan, he should have the advantage in strength, why does it seem that the Skyeye Clan’s strength surpasses his?”

”This Skyeye Clan, we previously didn’t pay attention to him!”

”I actually noticed him, but his previous opponent Min Jianbing was too weak, so I couldn’t see that he had such terrifying strength.”

”Hmm? Min Xingzhu changed tactics, such fast reaction speed.”

”This Min Xingzhu being the strongest cultivator of the monkey clan in the Core Formation Stage is indeed not simple.”

After Min Xingzhu discovered Cao Zhen’s exceptionally strong strength, he instantly changed his strategy; his stick method was still fierce, but no longer overwhelming with force. It was fast and fierce, like a storm, attacking with each strike still filled with dominant power.

Wave after wave of stick strikes gathered together, resembling a landslide and tsunami.

Faced with his attack, Cao Zhen’s longsword no longer formed circles; instead, it became clever and nimble, his body flickering unpredictably.

His sword light flickered as if each strike grasped Min Xingzhu’s weaknesses, each strike directly targeting Min Xingzhu’s vital areas. The sword gleam was like autumn water, flowing continuously.