Weapon Master

After about an hour, in a clearing where there were few Martial Warrior s, a black shadow leaped about, waving the fiery-red long blade in his hands, continuously producing waves of whistling sounds.    

He was Tang Huan, and the weapon in his hand was the weapon that he obtained from Hong Tao.    

In his final battle with Hong Tao, Tang Huan's internal organs had also been shaken. Fortunately, Gu Fei had given him the pill, and the existence of the "Nine Sun Divine Caldron" had allowed him to absorb all the medicinal energy as quickly as possible.    

Then, as soon as his Innate Qi recovered, Tang Huan started to practice.    

He had to familiarize himself with Hong Tao's weapon as soon as possible. This way, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in the upcoming battles.    

Hong Tao's blade was also about two meters long. On the blade's blade, there were two words, "Shocking Rainbow".    

Its style was extremely similar to Tang Huan's Guan Dao in his previous life, but its blade body was even wider. The entire blade was extremely heavy, although it could not compare to the Xiao Tian Wolf King's Tyrant Blade and the Elder Liu's hammer, even though it was not as heavy, it was still around seventy to eighty kilograms.    

This long blade was even redder than the Red Flame Spear, and on both sides, near the edge of the blade, was a thin green line.    

After looking carefully for a while, Tang Huan understood that this long blade was probably forged using "Blazing Iron", which was even more precious than "Red Iron Ore". As for the two types of mid-grade gem that had fused with the weapon, one of them was also "Green Fluorite", and the other should be "Flame Dragon Stone".    

Even though the "Flame Dragon Stone" was not as rare as the "Heart Flame Stone", it was still quite precious.    

The Flaming iron ore, Green Fluorite, Flaming Dragon Stone, and its superb forging skills had made this long blade the best of the lot. If Tang Huan's predictions were correct, it was most likely a Refining Master or even a Weapon Refining Grand Master that was forging this weapon.    

Otherwise, Tang Huan's Red Flame Spear would not have been so thoroughly damaged.    

"Hu!"    

"Chi!"    

"?"    

The sound of something tearing through the air could be heard.    

The long blade was dancing furiously, his blade force quickly changing. Slashing, slashing, wiping, lifting up, piercing, blocking, Tang Huan was currently practicing over and over again the movements of the most basic of blade weapons. After almost half an hour, Tang Huan had become more and more familiar with the original unfamiliarity.    

"Although all sorts of weapons can be used to communicate with others, but isn't this Tang Huan's improvement speed too fast?"    

"It's only been half an hour or so. It looks like he's been learning for several years. Could it be that he's learned it before?"    

"No matter how well he trains, it's useless. These basic movements can be practiced for a short period of time, but if it's a blade technique, how could he learn it so quickly?"    

"Blade technique?" At this time, where would he go to find a blade technique battle skill?    

"The eighth round, Tang Huan seems to have lost for sure!"    

"?"    

Amongst the surrounding crowd, many Martial Warrior who were paying attention to Tang Huan's movements couldn't help but point towards that direction.    

At this point, even if they endlessly praised Tang Huan's performance, no one felt that Tang Huan would win the following martial competition.    

If a spear wielder were to lose a weapon they were most familiar with and use a saber instead, the result could be imagined.    

The best way was to find someone to borrow a gun. That would be even better.    

However, not only did Tang Huan not do so, he even took out Hong Tao's weapon and started to train with it.    

"It's a good thing I'm not heavily injured. Otherwise ?"    

In the resting area, Tang Si exhaled, and slowly opened his eyes, only to find that Gu Ying was staring in a certain direction, and could not help but look over in a blink of an eye.    

After a while, Tang Si was stunned, and could not help but ask: "What is Tang Huan doing?"    

"Sword practice!" Gu Ying spat out these two words.    

"Training in the saber?" Tang Si was dumbstruck, "At this point in time, if he does not hurry and find a gun to familiarize himself with, what blade is he going to train with?"    

"You're asking me, how would I know? It's not like I'm Tang Huan." Gu Ying rubbed his forehead and shook his head speechlessly.    

"Tang Huan isn't stupid. He knows what he's doing. Brother, Brother Tang Si, you two don't have to worry about him." Gu Fei said while beaming.    

"?"    

Gu Ying and Tang Si couldn't help but look at each other.    

"You don't need a spear, you should use a blade? Is there something wrong with this fellow's head? " Not far away, the male official's eyes widened as he involuntarily muttered to himself.    

"If there is something wrong with his head, wouldn't you, who was easily defeated by him, be even more stupid?" Mo Shang smiled.    

"You're really petty." He was speechless.    

"Maybe, not only has Tang Huan trained in the spear arts, he has also trained in the blade arts?" Meng Zixuan's beautiful eyes slightly turned, and some doubt appeared on her beautiful face.    

"?"    

"Truly courting death!"    

Tang Long only snorted, then closed his eyes and paid no more attention.    

When Tang Huan killed Hong Tao, he had also caught a glimpse of it. At that time, he was so shocked that he lost his mind and was almost pierced through the chest by the opponent's sword. His estimation of Tang Huan's strength was already high enough, but he never thought that he would still be underestimating him, to the point that even Hong Tao had died under his hands.    

His and Hong Tao's strength were about the same, and with Hong Tao's previous example, he was not completely sure that he would be able to kill Tang Huan.    

But now, he realised that Tang Huan had abandoned his spear and used a blade, and in the bottom of his heart, he was ecstatic.    

Not only them, Lu Weirui, Mu Yan and the rest who passed the seventh round, seeing Tang Huan's actions, were also surprised and uncertain.    

Inside the wooden shed, Lei Ming's head hurt even more.    

At this time, he really wanted to run over and snatch the long blade in Tang Huan's hands, and change the gun to give it to him. It was soon going to be the eighth round of the martial arts competition, but Tang Huan had changed the types of weapons that he was used to.    

However, he could only think about it.    

As the organizer of this Fengling Martial Assembly, if one was too close to someone participating in the Martial Competition, it would easily cause a backlash.    

Now, he could only take things one step at a time!    

Lei Ming scratched his head and sighed. The purple clothed lady who was also inside the wooden shed was still sitting there calmly, with a trace of a smile appearing in her eyes.    

Everyone had different expressions, but Tang Huan remained indifferent. Unknowingly, Tang Huan's movements became smaller and smaller, but his sword techniques were extremely precise and precise.    

Time flew by like flowing water, and it was also around half an hour later ?    

Carrying the long blade on his shoulder, Tang Huan stood in front of the wooden shed at the entrance to the valley once again. Accompanying him were Gu Ying, Tang Si, Lu Weirui, Tang Long, Meng Zixuan, Mo Shang, Mu Yan and seven other people, and three other people that Tang Huan couldn't identify.    

What made Tang Huan somewhat surprised was that Gao Ling had actually lost in the last round, and moreover, at the hands of that red-clothed woman called Mu Yan.