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"Number ninety-three wins!"
After a short while, outside of Arena Number 6, the middle-aged referee's sonorous voice, which sounded like the clashing of metal, resounded outside of Phoenix Cry Valley.
Immediately after, many of the Martial Warriors s who were dumbstruck by Lu Liru's sudden victory also seemed to have awoken from a dream, and their brows revealed either dense or faint astonishment.
"So fast!"
At the edge of the resting area on the left, Gu Ying blinked his eyes in a daze, "Four breaths …" It's not even five breaths, aren't the two of you guessing too accurately? "
Even though he was unwilling to admit it, he knew in his heart that although Tang Si's strength was not as good as his, his insight in all aspects was higher than his.
It was not surprising that Tang Si could accurately guess that Lu Liru would win quickly.
What made Gu Ying rather surprised was that Tang Huan had actually seen through it as well. Was this brat right, or was it that his ability in this area was also stronger than his?
Gu Ying rolled his eyes, he suddenly pointed to the closest martial arena and laughed: "Tang Huan, Arena Number 1, who do you think will win and who will lose?"
One was a yellow-clothed man in his forties, and the other was a skinny old man in his fifties or sixties. Both sides had extremely rich combat experience. Not only were their attacks experienced, but they were also cautious. The two of them fought back and forth, seeming to be evenly matched.
Tang Huan only watched for a while, then laughed: "If I say that the one in yellow will win very soon, would you think that I'm spouting nonsense?"
"Impossible, right?"
Gu Ying opened his eyes wide, carefully sized up the two people in Arena Number 1, and said doubtfully, "Neither of them showed any signs of losing, why do you think that old man will lose?"
Not only did Gu Ying feel this way, Gu Fei and even Tang Si who were beside him couldn't help but reveal expressions of doubt and surprise. Little Rain?
"Just watch for a while longer and you'll know." Tang Huan said with a smile.
"Oh? "Then I'll keep watching …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Gu Ying froze.
In just a short period of time, the situation in Arena Number One had undergone an earth-shattering change. The black sword in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly split into two, and he used it with one hand to use it with both hands. At the same time, his sword technique also changed greatly.
Two balls of black sword projections surged forward, forcing the thin old man into a steady retreat. In the blink of an eye, they arrived next to the red line.
"Chi!"
In the blink of an eye, the two sword shadows that the middle-aged man waved merged into one and struck the blade in the old man's hand with the force of a thunderbolt. In the next moment, the old man was sent flying a few meters back. He staggered a few steps back before he managed to stabilize his body, but he was already outside the red line.
"Number 96 wins!" The old referee on the sidelines immediately announced the result.
"Tang Huan, you're right!"
Seeing that, Gu Fei beamed with joy, her black and bright eyes were filled with surprise.
Tang Si retracted his gaze, looked at Tang Huan, and praised: "Tsk tsk, Tang Huan, your judgement is too accurate!"
"Again, Tang Huan, Arena Number Four!" Gu Ying regained his senses, but said with some dissatisfaction.
"Arena Number Four... Don't look at how that man has the upper hand, but if he wants to win, it will take at least half a quarter of an hour. Even if he wins, it will probably be a miserable victory, and it is still unknown whether or not he can participate in the third round of Martial Competition." Tang Huan smiled slightly, and said slowly.
"Half a quarter of an hour …" Alright, who will win and who will lose in Arena Number Seven?
"" The battle there will end soon. The person who uses the rod will be able to win. "
"What about Arena Number 11?"
"..."
Within the thirty-two arenas, battles continued to end, and new battles continued to begin.
After about half a quarter of an hour, the fierce battle between the man and woman finally ended in Arena Number Four. As expected, the man won with a pyrrhic victory. When the result was announced, he fainted in the arena. On the other hand, the young woman's injuries were lighter. At the very least, she could still stand outside the red line.
"Tang Huan, I'm convinced by you." Gu Ying said helplessly.
Tang Huan's judgement of the outcome of the battles in the twelve arenas was not wrong at all. There were only two times when there was a slight deviation in the judgement of the time … Both sides were fighting fiercely, and each of them had used their trump cards. The situation was ever-changing, so it was completely normal for there to be such a deviation.
Forget about the time being wrong, even if the judgement of those two matches were completely wrong, Tang Huan's accuracy would still be shockingly high.
From this, it could be seen that Tang Huan had an extremely strong observation ability.
Until now, Gu Ying was completely convinced.
Tang Huan laughed. His nine Spiritual Meridian s had already greatly surpassed that of an ordinary Stage Five Martial Master, and under the activation of the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace", the Genuine Qi in his body circulated to the extreme. His senses had also increased rapidly, and was not something that an ordinary Stage Five Martial Master could compare to. Even an expert at the peak of the fifth step would not be able to compare to Tang Huan in this aspect. With his extremely strong senses, he would naturally be able to make accurate judgements while watching the battle.
Just now, he had carefully watched the twelve battles, which was of great help to Tang Huan himself.
Those Stage Five Martial Master s, regardless of whether they were men or women, old or young, regardless of the outcome of the second round of the competition, all of them had their own advantages and uniqueness. Even the weakest Stage Five Martial Master could have a sudden burst of inspiration and reveal an extremely wonderful stroke of genius in battle.
If he wanted to increase his own strength, other than cultivating, fighting, and sparring, the effect of observing other people's battles and sparring was also very good.
The higher one's cultivation, the more it was like this.
At the very least, Tang Huan had once heard that there was a Martial Lord of the eighth step who was unable to break through for a long time. However, after watching the sparring between the two Stage Nine Martial Saint s, it was as if he was enlightened, and in an extremely short period of time, he broke through the shackles and stepped into the realm of Stage Nine Martial Saint, becoming a top-notch expert that stood at the peak of the world.
For Tang Huan, who had just become a Stage Five Martial Master, it was naturally impossible for him to continue breaking through in such a manner.
However, he was able to use this method to hone his combat skills and increase his experience. This was a rare opportunity, so Tang Huan was like a sponge, continuously absorbing all sorts of things that were beneficial to him.
"Number 369!"
A voice suddenly entered his ears, causing Tang Huan to be stunned for a long while before he realized that his number plate had been drawn by a Martial Warriors. He immediately jumped up, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a young man glaring at him fiercely in front of the wooden shed, a sinister smile on his face.
"Tang Huan, be careful, that person seems to be called Tang Yu. I've seen him by Tang Long's side a few times these few days, he should also be a Disciples of the Furious Waves City!"
Tang Si frowned slightly.
Before the first round began, the guy who drew Tang Huan had been together with Tang Long. At that time, he had even made a provocative gesture towards him.
"Tang Yu, enemies are really on a narrow road!"
Tang Huan squinted his eyes and laughed, then walked towards the currently empty Stage Seven.
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