Weapon Master

"993 wins!"

After a while, on Stage 6, outside, the middle-aged referee's sonorous voice that sounded like the clashing of metals resounded from outside Feng Ming's valley.

Immediately after, many of the Martial Warriors s who were dumbstruck by Lu Liru's sudden victory seemed to have just woken up from a dream, the space between their brows revealing dense and faint astonishment.

"So fast!"

At the edge of the resting area on the left, Gu Ying blinked several times in a daze, "Four breaths … Not even five breaths, you two have guessed too accurately. "

Even though he didn't want to admit it, he knew in his heart that although Tang Si's strength was weaker than his, her ability to see through everything was stronger than his.

Tang Si could accurately guess that Lu Liru could win quickly, that was not surprising.

What made Gu Ying surprised was that Tang Huan could also tell that this brat was right, or was his ability in this aspect stronger than his?

Gu Ying rolled his eyes, then suddenly pointed to the closest martial ground, and laughed: "Tang Huan, who do you think will win and who will lose?"

From the two sides battling in the # 1 arena, one was a yellow-clothed man in his forties while the other was a thin old man in his fifties or sixties. Both sides had plenty of battle experience. Not only were their attacks experienced, but they were also cautious. The two fought back and forth, seemingly evenly matched.

Tang Huan only watched for a bit, then laughed: "If I say that the one wearing yellow clothes can win very quickly, would you think that I am spouting nonsense?"

"Impossible, right?"

Gu Ying's eyes were wide open as he carefully sized up the two people in Stage Number 1, and said skeptically, "Both of them did not reveal any signs of defeat, why do you think that the old man would lose?"

was not the only one who felt that, Gu Fei and even Tang Si could not help but reveal an expression of puzzlement and astonishment.

"You'll know after a while." Tang Huan said with a smile.

"Oh? "Then I'll keep on looking …"

Before he could finish his sentence, Gu Ying was already stunned.

In such a short period of time, a tremendous change happened to the situation in the # 1 Martial Stage. The black sword in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly split into two. One hand wielding the sword became two hands wielding the sword, and at the same time, his sword technique also changed greatly.

The two black sword shadows rolled forward and actually forced the old man to retreat step by step. In an instant, they arrived next to the red line.

"Chi!"

In the blink of an eye, the two sword images that the middle-aged man had swung merged into one, striking the old man's saber with a thunderous force. In the next moment, the old man was sent flying a few meters back. He staggered a few steps back before he managed to stabilize his body. However, he was already out of the red line.

"Number 96 wins!" The elderly referee immediately announced the result.

"Tang Huan, you're right."

Seeing that, Gu Fei smiled, her black eyes were full of surprise.

Tang Si withdrew his gaze, looked at Tang Huan, and said with endless praise. "Tsk tsk, Tang Huan, your judgement is simply too accurate."

"Again, Tang Huan, Arena Number Four." Gu Ying came back to his senses but was still a little unconvinced as he said.

"Arena Four... Even though that man has the upper hand, if he wants to win, he would need at least a quarter of an hour. Even if he wins, it would probably be a miserable victory, so the number of people who can participate in the third round of Martial Competition s is still unknown. " Tang Huan smiled slightly, and said slowly.

"Half a quarter of an hour … Good, who will win and who will lose at Arena Number Seven? "

"The battle over there will soon be over. The person who used the staff should be able to win."

"What about Arena Eleven?"

"..."

Within the thirty-two arenas, battles continued to end and new battles continued to commence.

After about half an hour, the intense battle between a man and woman finally came to an end in the fourth arena. As expected, the man had won miserably, but as soon as the result was announced, he fainted in the arena. On the contrary, the young woman's injuries were lighter, so she could at least stand outside the red line.

"Tang Huan, I finally admire you." Gu Ying said helplessly.

Tang Huan's judgement of the outcome of the battles was not wrong at all. It was just that his judgement of the time had deviated a little on two occasions … Both sides were engaged in a fierce battle, and each side had their own trump card. The situation had changed drastically, so it was completely normal for there to be such a discrepancy.

Not to mention it was just a time mistake, even if those two matches were completely wrong, Tang Huan's accuracy was still astonishingly high.

From this, it could be seen that Tang Huan's observation skills were extremely strong.

Now, Gu Ying was completely convinced.

Tang Huan laughed. His nine Spiritual Meridian s had originally greatly surpassed that of ordinary Stage Five Martial Master, and under the activation of the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace", the Genuine Qi in his body circulated to its limits, his senses also increased greatly, and he was not someone that a normal Stage Five Martial Master could compare to. Even if he was a peak expert of the fifth step, in this aspect, he could not compare to Tang Huan.

Having watched the twelve battles meticulously, it had been of great help to Tang Huan himself.

Those Stage Five Martial Master, regardless of gender or age, regardless of victory or defeat in the second round, all had their own strengths and unique features. Even the weakest of the Stage Five Martial Master s could have had their inspiration granted and used such a miraculous tactic in battle.

Other than training, fighting, sparring, and observing the battles and sparring between others, the effect of raising one's strength was not bad.

The higher your cultivation base, the more it is like this.

At least, Tang Huan had heard that there was a Martial Lord of the eighth step who was unable to break through for a long time. However, after watching two Stage Nine Martial Saint s spar, he suddenly became enlightened, and then, in an extremely short period of time, he broke through his bottleneck and stepped into the Stage Nine Martial Saint realm, becoming a top Ranker that could stand at the top of the world.

To Tang Huan who had just become Stage Five Martial Master, this kind of method was obviously not suitable for him to continue seeking a breakthrough.

However, he was able to use this method to hone his battle skills and increase his experience. This was a rare opportunity, and Tang Huan was like a sponge, constantly absorbing all sorts of things that were beneficial to him.

"Number 369!"

A voice suddenly came into his ears, causing Tang Huan to be stunned for a long time before he realised that his number plate had been struck by a Martial Warriors, he immediately jumped up, in the blink of an eye, he saw a young man in front of the wooden hut staring at him fiercely, a sinister smile plastered on his face.

"Tang Huan, be careful, that person seems to be called Tang Yu. I have seen him by Tang Long's side a few times, he should be Furious Waves City's Disciples!"

Tang Si frowned slightly.

Before the first round had begun, the fellow who drew Tang Huan had been with him, and he had even made a provocative move towards him.

"Tang Yu, your grudges are really narrow!"

Tang Huan squinted his eyes and laughed, then turned and strode towards the empty fighting arena number 7.

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