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Chapter 138

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At the end of the fourth round of Martial Competition, there should have been one hundred and eight people who had won and participated in the fifth round of the competition. However, there were a few battles that were too intense. In the end, both sides were heavily injured and had to withdraw. There were also a few people who won, but they were too weak to continue. In the end, they could only give up regretfully.

In the end, there were only a hundred people left participating in the fifth round of Martial Competition.

After the fifth round ended, there were also heavily injured Martial Warriors s who withdrew. As a result, there were only a mere forty-six people participating in the sixth round of Martial Competition.

Sixteen people, divided into twenty-three groups, fighting in pairs.

When Tang Huan defeated the old man in green, there were already a few groups that had won and lost. However, there were also a few groups that had fought extremely fiercely. It was estimated that when this round of martial arts competition ended, it would already be very good if there were around twenty people participating in the following battles.

Isn't this Tang Huan's luck a little too good? The opponents he met in three consecutive rounds were not that strong. "

The opponent Tang Huan met in the fourth round was indeed not that good, but the opponents in the fifth and sixth rounds were quite powerful, especially the old man in the sixth round, he was definitely an expert at the peak of the fifth step. It was indeed not easy for Tang Huan to win this round. "

"Is that so? Why do I feel that Tang Huan seems to be especially relaxed? "

"…"

After this round of martial arts competition, the rest are the most powerful Stage Five Martial Master s. The next seventh round will definitely be even more exciting. "

"This time, Feng Mingshan is really right to come. Although I was eliminated in the first round, I have gained a lot from observing so many battles between experts of the fifth step. Especially that Tang Huan, he did not use any battle skills in these three rounds, but that spear seemed to have come to life in his hands. "Tsk tsk."

"Generally speaking, to have such a method, one must have been immersed in the way of the spear for more than ten years, or even dozens of years. However, Tang Huan is so young, and it is said that he was an ordinary person who did not cultivate the Genuine Qi before. If I did not see it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that it was true."

"..."

Tang Huan had already sat down cross-legged in the resting area on the right. Waves of noise continuously entered his ears, but he was not moved in the slightest. His eyes quickly swept across the dozen or so arenas that were still fighting, and then slowly closed his eyes, motionless like a statue.

In the battle with the green-clothed old man just now, although he looked rather relaxed, he had already consumed a large amount of Genuine Qi.

He had to restore himself to his peak state before the seventh round began. Fortunately, refining the "Pure Yang Pill Bead" in the Dantian would allow him to recover his Genuine Qi as quickly as possible.

Everyone, two hours are up. The seventh round is about to begin. Please come here quickly! " Suddenly, Lei Ming's earth-shaking shout resounded outside the Phoenix Spirit Valley, waking Tang Huan up from his cultivation.

"It's starting so soon!"

Tang Huan's eyes flashed, and he stood up.

At this time, the Genuine Qi in his Dantian and the nine Spiritual Meridians had long since recovered. In between his mind instructs (in a second), the vigorous Genuine Qi was like a tide that was rapidly shuttling back and forth.

Not long later, many figures had gathered in front of the wooden shed.

There were Gu Ying and Tang Si, his two friends, Tang Long and Hong Tao, who viewed him as an enemy, Gao Ling, Mo Shang, Meng Zixuan and the others who could be called out by their names. As for the rest of the Martial Warriors s, Tang Huan had more or less watched their previous battles, and all of them were experts.

Amongst them, the ones that caught Tang Huan's attention the most were a man in black who had an expressionless face the entire time, as well as a beautiful woman in a red dress.

The black-clothed man's sword technique was extremely crafty and strange, making it impossible to guard against. Just like that

From what Tang Huan knew, up until now, it seemed that no one had been able to withstand his second strike. Even if it was an expert of the fifth step, he would only need one strike to obtain victory. Unfortunately, forget about Tang Huan, even the surrounding people did not know his name.

The woman in the red dress had a charming face and an enchanting figure. Every time she raised her hand or raised her foot, her entire body exuded an enchanting aura. Every frown and every smile on her face had an intoxicating charm that could topple all living things. Amongst the surrounding Martial Warriors s, many of them were captivated by her to the point of falling head over heels in love with her.

According to the information that Tang Huan had gathered from the crowd, the red dressed woman should be called Mu Yan.

In direct proportion to Muyan's appearance, is her astonishing strength.

In today's three rounds, she had swiftly finished off her battles without suffering any injuries. From start to finish, she had been extremely relaxed.

Everyone, there are a total of 21 participants in this round of martial arts competition, so there will definitely be one person who will be absent. "

Ming glanced at the crowd and said with a smile, "Now, please come and draw lots. There are a total of twenty-one balls of paper here. One of them is blank while the other twenty have the same number written on it. Those who draw the same number will be opponents in this round of the competition. Those who draw a blank ball of paper will be able to participate in the eighth round of the competition directly."

Hearing Lei Ming's words, everyone couldn't help but look at each other in dismay, exchanging glances.

When the young Martial Warriors, especially the Martial Warriors who were injured in the previous round, heard Lei Ming's words, their eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of anticipation.

If he could skip this round, he would be able to obtain more rest time than the other Martial Warriors s. This would become a huge advantage in the eighth round of the competition.

Unfortunately, only one out of the twenty-one people would be able to enjoy such a benefit.

But who would be the lucky one?

"Everyone, let's begin. The one with the smaller number plate number will go first."

Just as Ming finished speaking, a tall and sturdy man in his thirties excitedly ran forward and quickly pulled out a paper ball from the wooden box. He couldn't wait to open it up and take a look. The brawny man slapped the back of his head in annoyance and shouted gloomily, "Thirteen!"

The second person to step forward was a young woman wearing a white dress. Her delicate body was curvy and curvy, but her face was extremely ordinary.

Unlike the burly man in front of him, he calmly took out the paper ball and looked at it. A faint smile appeared on his face: "Thirteen!"

"The two of us are opponents?" The tall and sturdy man's eyes instantly widened.

"I didn't see it."

The woman smiled and did not say a word. However, the expression of the brawny man beside her changed drastically, as if he was extremely afraid of the woman in the white dress.

When the crowd saw the result of the draw, they all had strange expressions on their faces.

The first two draws of lots had actually determined a group of opponents. It was unknown whether this was a good or bad sign. Just as everyone was lost in their thoughts, Tang Huan was already the third to walk to the front of the wooden shed. He then took a light breath and placed his right hand into the wooden chest.

Four! "

After that, Tang Huan unfolded the paper ball and reported the number inside.

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