Weapon Master

The night was deep, and outside of the Fengling Valley, the flames still burned brightly. However, the wide arena area was gradually becoming quiet, and numerous tents of various sizes also appeared one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.    

"I wonder how is the Little Blue doing?"    

Inside the tent, Tang Huan sat cross-legged on the ground, suddenly missing the little fellow.    

Outside of Fengling Valley, there were many Martial Warrior s, and there were even more Great Martial Master s of the seventh step. If one carried a Little Blue too eye-catching, it would be easy for it to be noticed by those experts. As a result, when Tang Huan rushed over, he left the Little Blue and that "Spirit Isolating Wood" wooden chest with many "Phoenix Stone s" and "phoenix feathers" inside the pile of stones outside the phoenix nest.    

During the day, when he was participating in the Martial Competition s, Tang Huan didn't really feel it much. Now that he had calmed down and didn't hear the familiar cries from the Little Blue s,, who was used to their existence, felt somewhat uncomfortable.    

Tang Huan really wanted to go over and take a look at the situation right now, but in the end, he managed to suppress his strong urge.    

At this moment, although it was quiet outside the Fengling Valley, Tang Huan knew clearly that there were many people staring closely at the tent he was in.    

As long as there was the slightest movement, it would immediately attract the attention of the Martial Warrior s.    

Moreover, this was still Gu Ying's tent. Inside the tent, not only was he there, there was also Gu Ying, Tang Si and Gu Fei.    

"I can only wait until tomorrow when the Martial Competition ends."    

Tang Huan sighed inwardly.    

After a day of intense fighting, there were still more than two hundred people left in the "Fengling Martial Assembly" that had come out of the three rounds. After a few more rounds tomorrow, they would be able to decide on the final victor.    

Tang Huan could completely imagine that tomorrow's battle would definitely be even more intense, to the point of it becoming more tragic.    

The Martial Warrior that was participating in this "Fengling Martial Assembly" could be said to be hiding their strength. From what Tang Huan had observed today, out of the two hundred plus people, many were actually concealing their true strength.    

Even the two people he was familiar with, Gu Ying and Tang Si, held back when fighting with each other. It was obvious that they planned to use their killing techniques when they met an opponent that would catch them off guard.    

Tomorrow at Martial Competition, there will be a gathering of experts.    

Tang Huan was not completely confident that he would obtain the final victory, but he would definitely give it his all. Even if one didn't get first place, being able to get into the top three, or even the top ten, wouldn't be too bad.    

Thinking of this, Tang Huan could not help but rejoice.    

If he had not accidentally entered the "Phoenix Lair" before the "Fengling Martial Assembly" began and obtained the package containing all of the treasures within the "Flaming Phoenix King", along with the extremely profound movement skill "Three Phoenixes of the Phoenix Flashes", he might not have been able to defeat the public love of that inborn divine strength.    

Even if he won by a fluke, it would probably be a miserable victory. Whether or not he could continue participating in tomorrow's Martial Competition s, it was still unknown, how could he be as relaxed as he was now.    

While he was thinking, Tang Huan's mind gradually calmed down and started to circulate the "Harmony Art of Heaven and Earth". Inside the Dantian, the "Nine Sun Divine Caldron" and the two stages of Spiritual Wheel were quickly circulating.    

Time flew, unknowingly, the sky had already begun to turn white, the area outside the Fengling Valley had also started to wake up from its slumber, and it started to become lively. continued to leave their tents and train their battle skills, after you finished singing, the sounds of shouts rose and fell one after another.    

When the sun began to rise, the wooden shed at the entrance of the valley was once again filled with figures. Star Ocean Commerce's Phoenix City manager, Lei Ming, as well as the mysterious purple-clothed woman also appeared within the wooden shed at the same time.    

Tens of thousands of observing Martial Warrior also gathered outside the thirty-two martial arena one after another.    

"Of the three of us, I have already been knocked out by that cunning and despicable bastard Tang Huan. Mo Shang will definitely have no chance, Zi Xuan, we will depend on you next, you cannot lose, if you lose, we will all be annihilated."    

At the side of Arena Number Four, Gong Luoshen was squatting on the ground, looking at the place where he was sad. At the same time, he was earnestly talking to the flirtatious Meng Zixuan beside him.    

At this time, his face was pale. He looked depressed and dejected. There was no longer any trace of yesterday's spirit between his brows.    

"It's really funny how much love you have as a public loser. You're so stupid, yet you're blaming others for being too smart. No wonder Tang Huan said that you're childish, he wasn't wrong at all." Hearing this remark, Mo Shang could not help but sneer.    

"Mo Shang, what did you say?" "Mo Shang!" Gong Luojiao was furious, jumping up, his two eyes staring fiercely at Mo Shang, spittle spraying all over his face.    

"I said you're stupid!" Mo Shang curled his lips in ridicule.    

"You're pissing me off!"    

"You're courting death!" Pang Zi was furious. He raised his huge fist and punched towards Mo Shang's head.    

Mo Shang did not dodge, but looked at him mockingly. In the end, this punch of Gong Zhui's still stopped right in front of Mo Shang's nose, and did not go down.    

Staring blankly at Mo Shang for a moment, Gong Luoye suddenly lowered his fist, "You're right, I was too stupid. If I lose, I lose. What's the big deal, if I lose this time, I can win it back. If I lose, I can't stop feeling sorry for myself. At the end, he laughed out loud in love.    

"You've finally learned to be smart." Mo Shang smiled.    

"However, what I said before wasn't wrong at all. The following Martial Competition can only rely on Zi Xuan. As for you, being able to enter the top hundred, you are under the protection of the heavens." The male official gave a disdainful glance at the flexible sword hanging from Mo Shang's waist, before waving his hand, "Alright, I'll take my leave first."    

"Where are you going?" Mo Shang felt stifled, but he could not help but ask.    

"My strength isn't strong enough, and my body isn't strong enough either. I can't withstand the backlash caused by the retraction of my body multiple times. I have to think carefully how I can improve my strength and body." He left with a hearty laugh.    

"You have lost a lot of love, why aren't you stupid?"    

Mo Shang was stunned. It was only when the public loss in love disappeared, did he come to his senses, and actually couldn't help but to curse in anger. He originally thought that after fighting with Tang Huan, he would be able to understand that he had walked the wrong path in cultivation, and from then on he would improve his Innate Qi and sharpen his battle skills.    

"Puchi!" Meng Zixuan, who had been silent at the side, suddenly covered her red lips and laughed coquettishly.    

"Zi Xuan, what are you laughing about?" Mo Shang was surprised.    

"Didn't you realize that the male loser was purposely teasing you?" Meng Zixuan said with a smile.    

"What?"    

When Mo Shang heard Meng Zixuan's words, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked in surprise at the place where the figure of the man who loved to lose was disappearing. Was this kid really that smart?