Weapon Master

Chapter 895 - Blooming Flowers!

In front of the precipitous cliff, there was a sea of people.

The news that spread out from the gathering area of the Western Silver Sword Sect disciples in Yan Yang City had already shocked the entire "Pure Yang Sword Sect".

A True Spirit Level Cultivators actually dared to challenge an expert on the Earth Rankings with twenty-six letters of war …

It was as if such a thing had never happened in the history of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect". Adding the fact that his identity as a low-ranked Gem Synthetic Master was exposed a few days ago, everyone's curiosity towards Tang Huan reached its peak. No matter how unhappy they were with Tang Huan, they could not help but come over to take a look.

In the past few decades, the Sword Displaying Arena had never been so lively.

"This Tang Huan is truly trying to attract attention! To challenge twenty-six Earth Board experts, does he think that he is the powerful Golden Sword Disciples ranked on the Heavenly Ranking? "

"He is Tang Huan, a super genius who has both the Weapon Refiner and Gem Synthetic Master's identities! With his current reputation as a sect, does he need to attract so much attention? In my opinion, he definitely has some ulterior motive! "

"Speak!" What can he possibly have in mind? "

"Tch, I want to guess, I am also Tang Huan!"

"..."

"Twenty-six, how many do you think he'll win?"

"When he had just broken through to the Rank Seven True Spirit, he had defeated Lu Xudong and was ranked 100th on the Heaven Ranking. Right now, he must have consumed a 'White Rainbow Lotus Pellet', raising his cultivation to the peak of the Rank Seven True Spirit, his strength definitely far surpassing that of before. However, his opponents this time were all ranked higher than Lu Xudong. With his strength, I estimate that he'll be able to win two or three matches. "

"..."

Everyone around the Sword Discourse Arena had different expressions. The hustle and bustle turned into a huge sound wave, rolling back and forth in the sky.

At this time, the three Sword Displaying Arena, Sky, Black and Yellow, had all become empty. On the Sword Discourse Arena, stood two figures facing each other.

The one on the left, was none other than Tang Huan.

At this moment, what Tang Huan was holding was neither a Conqueror Spear nor a Flame Feather Spear, but an azure-green spear. Under the spear, a brilliant light circulated and within the ancient spear tip, there seemed to be a ball of green flame that was burning, and a dense life force continuously seeped out of the spear.

This spear was a weapon forged by Tang Huan using "Green Flame Divine Level Stone" a few days ago.

Opposite Tang Huan, was a fat faced man who looked to be around thirty years old. He had thick arms, thick legs, and a sturdy body.

In his hand was a huge black sword that did not match his size. However, it did not make people feel funny. Instead, it made him even more ferocious.

This fellow's name is Zheng Rong and he's ranked ninety-eighth on the Earth Board.

When Tang Huan returned from Swordsman House to his residence, there were quite a few cultivators gathered outside the courtyard.

With the condition of forging weapons, Tang Huan easily found a disciple with silver sword who was familiar with the situation of an Earth Board expert to send him a written challenge.

Twenty-six letters of challenge, twenty-six Origin Condensation experts!

Starting from the ninety-eighth place Zheng Rong, with one person being selected every few people, to the twenty-sixth person, Zheng Rong was already the thirty-second expert on the Earth Board!

Of course, after the real battle, Tang Huan didn't necessarily need to fight all of the 26 people.

If the lower ranked opponent did not arrive after a long time, and Tang Huan had already battled with an opponent ranked even higher, and even obtained victory, then, the previous round of challenges would become invalid.

Because Tang Huan's ranking on the Earth Board was already higher than his opponent's, according to the rules, those who were ranked higher could not challenge cultivators who were ranked lower. This Zheng Rong was the last in Tang Huan's ranking, and also the fastest to arrive, so he was naturally the first to stand with Tang Huan on the Sword Discourse Arena.

"Tang Huan! To challenge me is your greatest mistake! "

After stopping, he quickly sized up Tang Huan. A sinister smile suddenly surfaced on Zheng Rong's face, and immediately after, the giant sword in his hand, that was as wide as a door, was smashed out like lightning.

In Zheng Rong's hands, a weapon that weighed at least a few thousand pounds was as light as a feather.

"Hu!"

A sharp whistling sound suddenly tore through space, and with the movement of the greatsword, an exceptionally thick black aura surged out from the sword. In an instant, it seemed to transform into a violent and terrifying storm that swept forward crazily as if it was a waterfall.

At this moment, the surrounding light seemed to have been sucked in by the Black Storm sucking, and the space under the round cover on the stage immediately darkened, as if it had suddenly turned from day to night.

"Buzz!"

With a trembling sound, the lance in Tang Huan's hand released a green light, and on the tip of the lance, a green flame rose, rolling and moving.

In the next moment, with a sudden 'chi' sound, the green lance already followed a strange trajectory as it was thrust forward. In an instant, a green flower bud shot out from the lance, light, agile, seemingly powerless, but after coming into contact with the black storm, it strangely drilled into the lance.

Flying Flower Spear Technique, bloom!

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After a short moment, an earth-shaking sound came from the depths of the storm.

The green flower bud that had already expanded a dozen times began to bloom layer by layer. With every petal that stretched, the surrounding black tornadoes were about to melt. When the entire flower bud completely bloomed, that terrifying black tempest actually dissipated into nothingness.

"Hmm?"

The sinister smile froze on his face, and astonishment flashed through Zheng Rong's eyes. "What kind of Spear Technique is this?"

At almost the exact instant this thought flashed through Zheng Rong's mind, the enormous green flower exploded in his vision with a bang. As the violent Strength Qi surged in all directions, its boundless vitality was actually like a tidal wave as it howled mightily in all directions.

In this moment, Zheng Rong felt as if he'd been infected by that life force and his entire being was brimming with youth, as if he'd suddenly become ten years younger.

"This is bad!"

However, in the blink of an eye, Zheng Rong's face turned green. He discovered that the energy within his body was quietly fading away. He had become young, and his strength had also regressed!

"Aooo!" The colossal sword in his hand slashed horizontally and vertically, and the vigorous Strength Qi shot out like a volcanic eruption. Streams of gigantic sword beams cut through the air and whistled through the air, intersecting each other as they instantly sealed the space tens of meters in front of them.

"Flying Flower Spear Technique, Flower Fall!"

Tang Huan laughed lightly. With a shake of his arm, the lance once again pierced forward, the lance shot out like lightning. The green flower that was blooming proudly immediately roared out from the lance.

With every inch that the flower progressed, a petal would detach itself from the flower.

After the flower petal broke free, it didn't fall toward the ground but melted into the void. As more and more petals fused into the sword ray, the green aura within a radius of ten meters became denser and denser. The moment the flower touched the incoming sword ray, the last petal also disappeared.