Weapon Master

Hearing the bickering between Tang Si and himself, Tang Huan fell into deep contemplation.    

    

If what Tang Si heard was completely accurate, then his guess should also be correct. The origin of his mother might not be that simple.    

    

It was just that he did not know what his mother's background was, why she had appeared in the Nulang City after being injured, and who the hell had harmed her?    

    

And what kind of person was his father? Was he dead or alive?    

    

Also, once mother left Tang Family, she was taken in by master Ou Ye? If he remembered correctly, Master Ou Ye seemed to have just settled in the Nulang City at that time!    

    

Isn't this too much of a coincidence?    

    

Moreover, from Tang Si's explanation, it could be seen that her mother must be an extremely stubborn person. After Tang Tianren had taught her a lesson, how could she continue to depend on others?    

    

Could it be that his mother and his master Ou Ye knew each other?    

    

The moment this thought surfaced in his mind, even Tang Huan himself was shocked by this exceptionally bold thought.    

    

Master Ou Ye's identity was already mysterious enough. Adding to the fact that Tang Huan's identity was unknown to his mother, Tang Huan felt that his eyes were filled with clouds and mist.    

    

"Let's not think too much about it for now."    

    

After a long while, Tang Huan took a deep breath and suppressed the various thoughts in his mind. If Mother and Master really know each other, then ? His mother and the old fatty from the weapon store were definitely very familiar with each other. After returning home, he would probe and see if the old fatty would reveal anything.    

    

Time flew, and the world outside the Fengling Valley gradually quietened down.    

    

After lunch, the Martial Warrior who had won the first round started to focus and gather their energy, preparing for the upcoming second round of the competition. Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a heavy atmosphere slowly lingering around. The Martial Warrior in the distance also seemed to be affected as the clamoring noise began to lessen.    

    

"Everyone, the second round of Martial Competition will now begin."    

    

After a long while, Lei Ming's loud and clear voice once again rang, immediately breaking the silence outside the Fengling Valley, "This round of Martial Competition will decide the opponent through drawing lots, there are nine hundred and sixteen numbers inside this wooden chest, and these numbers are relative to the number one of the winners of the first round."    

    

"Director Lei, weren't there 924 victors in the first round?" In the resting area on the right, a Martial Warrior puzzledly shouted.    

    

"The first round's victor was indeed nine hundred and twenty-four people. However, eight friends were severely injured and decided to withdraw from the second round."    

    

Lei Ming laughed loudly, "This time, we will draw according to the order of the number plates. If we draw the same number as our own, then we will draw again. If you draw the number plate of the people who have already participated in the second round of the Martial Competition, then draw a new number.    

    

# 1, # 10, # 12, # 18, # 19, # 65, # 68 ?    

    

Lei Ming read out thirty-two numbers in one breath.    

    

Almost every time a number was read out, people from the resting areas on both sides would quickly step out and queue up in front of the wooden shed to draw lots. The thirty-two Martial Warrior s had all drawn their own lots and confirmed their opponents. Not long later, the sixty-four Martial Warrior s formed groups of two each and quickly entered the martial arena.    

    

One battle after another erupted.    

    

To be able to win in the first round of the free-for-all, only the most outstanding among the Stage Five Martial Master s, with decent strength, caused the second round of battles to be even more intense than the first round.    

    

Tang Huan's gaze quickly swept across them, and after a while, his gaze landed on the two Martial Warrior in the sixth stage of the competition.    

    

It was a man and a woman, both young, about seventeen or eighteen years old.    

    

The man was tall and sturdy in black, more than two meters tall, but his face still had a hint of youth to it. His opponent was a petite blue-clothed woman. She had a oval face, willow shaped eyebrows, a beautiful face, and a graceful figure.    

    

As the two stood together, the difference in size was huge.    

    

In the spectating Martial Warrior, perhaps not many people would think highly of the blue clothed girl.    

    

The scene that appeared at the start of the battle was truly the case, the two deep green short axes in black-clothed man's hands slashed down quickly, like a hurricane and rain, the dense axe images seemed to congeal into a tornado, the Stong Qi churned, her aura was extremely imposing, as though she wanted to tear her opponent into pieces.    

    

Under such a fierce attack, the blue clothed girl was like a small boat in a raging wave that could capsize at any time, causing many observing Martial Warrior to secretly sweat for her.    

    

"Her name is Lu Weirui."    

    

Sensing Tang Huan's gaze, Gu Ying laughed, ", the precious daughter of the Nulang City's Lu Family Patriarch, Lu Li, don't look at how small she is, her strength is pretty strong, even if it's me, I would need at least half an hour to defeat her."    

    

"Her strength is indeed extraordinary."    

    

Tang Huan's eyes were like lightning, he looked at the two figures in the sixth stage without blinking, and smiled: "The victor should be revealed soon."    

    

Within Lu Weirui's fair and tender jade hands, a dark blue sword pierced left and right like a Butterfly Flying Through Flowers, the sword tip constantly flickering like a snake's tongue. It never collided with the dual axes in black-clothed man's hands, and almost always retreated upon contact.    

    

From the looks of it, Lu Weirui was indeed at a disadvantage.    

    

Amongst the surrounding Martial Warrior who were watching the battle, many of them thought the same. One could tell from the mutterings that happened from time to time.    

    

"Is she really that Lu Weirui?"    

    

"She's quite famous, but from the looks of it, she doesn't seem to be much."    

    

"Tsk tsk, the three genius Martial Warrior s of Nulang City younger generation, if they can't even make it through the second round of martial arts, then they will really be a laughing stock."    

    

"?"    

    

"So fast?"    

    

Gu Ying said in a startled manner, "I know that Lu Weirui will definitely win in the end, but she shouldn't have ended the battle so quickly right? Her opponent this time isn't weak."    

    

"Gu Ying, you don't know shit, your eyesight is so bad, I really don't know how did you manage to get your name out of this, just you wait, within five breaths of time, Lu Weirui's opponent will definitely lose." Tang Si could not help but mock Gu Ying, and then, he made his judgement.    

    

"Five breaths? I want to see if you're right or not! "    

    

Gu Ying was furious, he glared at Tang Si, and Tang Si was not to be outdone. He glanced at Gu Ying, and smiled mockingly.    

    

Seeing the two of them acting as though they were fighting, Gu Fei could not help but laugh.    

    

Tang Huan could not help but laugh. Tang Si was indeed an expert who was proficient in stealth and assassination, his eyesight was indeed better than Gu Ying.    

    

In the sixth stage of the competition, Lu Weirui's movement technique and sword technique were extremely profound and it looked as if the black-clothed man held the absolute advantage, but he was already completely controlled by Lu Weirui's sword force which was flowing like water, and his crazy and fierce attacks were nothing to look at.    

    

At that moment, the black-clothed man was probably in a difficult situation.    

    

"Ding!" "Ding!"    

    

Two axes flew out from the left and right, and the axe that was rolling forward suddenly vanished into thin air, while the longsword in Lu Weirui's hand, like a dark blue stream of light, shot straight towards the man's throat. Boom!    

    

Arena number six, the battle was over!    

    

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