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Chapter 118

Words:1854Update:22/06/28 09:09:19

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"Who else?"

In front of Arena Number One, a thin old man who was acting as the referee suddenly shouted, his eyes quickly sweeping across the crowd of spectators.

At this moment, the first round of Martial Competition had already come to an end.

Of the thirty-two arenas outside the valley, twenty-six were completely empty, and five were in the midst of intense battles.

As for the arena he was in charge of, two Martial Warriors s had already entered, and there was still one person missing.

This was probably the last match.

"Are there any friends who have registered but have never participated in the martial arts competition?"

The old man's eyes were like lightning as he shouted again, "If there is no third person, then the victor of this martial arts competition will be decided by the two of them!"

Hearing the old man's words, a middle-aged man and a young man in Arena Number One revealed a slight smile on their faces.

The battle between the two of them was much easier than the chaotic battle between the three of them!

After waiting for a while, there was still no one entering the arena.

The thin old man exchanged a glance with the other referee beside him, then shouted loudly, "Since there is no third person, then this competition is now …"

"Wait, there's more!"

Just as the word "begin" was about to burst forth, a clear shout suddenly reverberated between heaven and earth.

The thin old man frowned and looked towards the source of the voice. He saw a black shadow rushing over from dozens of meters away like a bolt of lightning. Not long later, he rushed into Arena Number One.

It was a black-clothed youth who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. His body was tall and straight, and his face was delicate and pretty. On his shoulder was a Fire Red Long Spear, and on the spear's body, there seemed to be a red and green luster slowly flowing.

Seeing this person, many of the spectating Martial Warriors were surprised.

The people who had signed up to participate in the martial arts competition had all gathered outside the Phoenix Spirit Valley early on. However, this fellow actually ran over at the last moment.

"Tang Huan?"

Dozens of meters away, Gu Fei found it hard to believe his eyes. Tang Huan actually wanted to participate in the martial arts competition? Dozens of days ago, he was still a Martial Disciple, how could he be a match for a Stage Five Martial Master now?

Gu Fei was anxious. She moved her feet and ran over there.

In the resting area on the right side of the arena, Gu Ying, who had just finished his battle with ease, was also stunned for a moment before regaining his senses: "Ye Ze also signed up for the competition? He should at most be a Stage Four Martial Master, right?

There should be around two thousand seven to eight hundred people participating in the martial arts competition.

There might be a few Stage Four Martial Master s among them, but in this kind of chaotic battle, not a single one would be able to pass the first round. If the Stage Four Martial Master was extremely strong, he might be able to defeat a Stage Five Martial Master, but to defeat two Stage Five Martial Master s working together, the chances were not high.

"What's wrong with Stage Four Martial Master? This kid has guts, I like it! "

At the side of Gu Ying, Tang Si giggled as he clapped his hands in praise. However, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the white clothed man holding a blue long rod not far away.

That person was Tang Long.

At this time, although Tang Long's expression was indifferent and there was a smile on his lips, a dark look flashed in his eyes. The right hand that was holding the long rod seemed to have slightly increased its strength.

"This guy …"

Beneath the wooden shed, after the initial shock, Du Xi's eyes revealed an unconcealable doubt.

The black clothed youth who had just run into Arena Number One held a weapon that was exactly the same as Ye Ze's weapon. His figure was also extremely similar, but his appearance … Du Xi carefully sized him up a few times, but he could only vaguely find a similar shadow on that face.

The purple-clothed lady seemed to have noticed the change in Du Xi's expression, "He is Ye Ze?"

"I'm not sure either, maybe it's Ye Ze …" Brother? "

Du Xi could not help but laugh bitterly. In just a short span of twenty days, how could a person's appearance change so much?

If the person who came was not the Ye Ze brothers, then there was only one explanation. Back then, Ye Ze had not revealed his true appearance in the Crescent City. Of course, it was also possible that what Ye Ze was revealing now was his false appearance … In these two situations, the former was more likely.

Back then, he had worn the mask, perhaps because he was worried that his appearance would reveal a flaw.

Compared to Du Xi's hesitation, Lei Ming, who had never seen the true face of "Ye Ze", secretly heaved a sigh of relief, a smile appearing in his eyes.

The black-clothed youth who had rushed into Arena Number One at the last moment was naturally Tang Huan.

"Seniors, I am Ye Ze. I was delayed by something, so I came late. I hope that the two seniors will forgive me. This is my number plate, please take a look." Tang Huan cupped his hands towards the two judges apologetically, then took out his number plate. On it were the three characters "369".

When Tang Huan had left the Phoenix City, Du Xi had already given him this number plate and the map of the Phoenix Spirit Valley, so that he wouldn't have to queue up to register.

"No worries!"

The skinny old man glanced at the number plate and waved his hand, "The three of you, prepare yourselves."

Tang Huan took a light breath and stuffed the number plate into his bosom. Only then did he size up his two opponents. The middle-aged man was about forty-five or six years old, had a thin figure, wore a green robe, and held two hooks in his hands. The young man looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was leaning on a black spear.

Regardless of whether it was the middle-aged man or the young man, at this time, their expressions were rather ugly, and the way they looked at Tang Huan was extremely unfriendly.

Tang Huan naturally knew why they had such an expression on their faces.

If he did not come, only the two of them would be participating in this competition. With his appearance, the competition would return to an even more troublesome three-person free-for-all.

"Begin!" The skinny old man swept his gaze across the three of them and suddenly shouted.

"Ye Ze!"

At almost the same time, a clear and melodious voice sounded from the edge of Arena Number One.

Tang Huan subconsciously turned his head to look, and Gu Fei's delicate figure immediately entered his eyes. He could not help but smile and blink at her.

"Be careful!"

Right at this moment, Gu Fei cried out in alarm, and her beautiful face paled.

She never thought that the referee would announce the start of the competition when she called out Tang Huan's alias. The moment she saw Tang Huan turn his head, her heart was in her throat.

Sure enough, the worst had happened.

How could the middle-aged man and the young man miss such a heaven-sent opportunity? The moment Tang Huan turned his head, the two of them attacked Tang Huan at the same time. The middle-aged man laughed sinisterly and took a step forward. The sharp hooks in his hands turned into two rays of green light and respectively scratched towards Tang Huan's neck and left side of his waist.

"Chi!"

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