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Chapter 141

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Tang Huan had long since comprehended the profoundness of the "Flaming Rainbow Spear Art", but it was only now that Tang Huan had truly unleashed it for the first time.

"What a heavy killing intent!"

Inside the wooden shed, the purple-clothed woman suddenly shot up, her beautiful eyes slightly opened, and she couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "If I were to suppress the Genuine Qi to the level of a Stage Five Martial Master, even if the Spear Saint Ye Chongshan from a hundred years ago used the second form of the Spear Art, I'm afraid it would only be this strong."

At the side, Lei Ming's eyes also became serious. Even though he was already a Stage Six Martial Master, he still felt quite a bit of threat from Tang Huan's spear strike.

Almost at the same time, the surrounding Martial Warriors s also cried out in alarm.

When Tang Huan thrusted out his spear, everyone's minds seemed to have been seized by it, as if they had suddenly been placed in the middle of a battlefield filled with golden spears and iron horses. An incomparably terrifying killing intent surged between heaven and earth, and a few Martial Warriors s with weaker wills actually felt their souls tremble.

"This …"

Hong Tao's expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, he actually felt that his entire body had been locked onto by the long spear that was shooting towards him like lightning. At this moment, he even had a strange premonition that no matter which direction he dodged in, it would be difficult for him to avoid the blazing spear tip that was revealing its sharpness.

In a blink of an eye, Hong Tao suddenly gritted his teeth and roared out with a sinister expression. The fiery red tornado caused by the long blade instantly became even more ferocious and frightening, and a terrifying heat spread out, as if the surface of the tornado had condensed into flames. The surrounding space seemed to be burning to the point that crackling sounds could be heard.

At almost the same time, the long spear in front of him was like a dazzling fiery red stream of light as it fiercely pierced into the rapidly spinning tornado.

"Boom!"

Outside of the Phoenix Spirit Valley, a deafening sound immediately resounded, and the tyrannical Strength Qi also started to wreak havoc at the same time.

After a split-second, the red light shattered, and the fiery red tornado surrounding the blade was torn into pieces. The long blade in Hong Tao's hand suddenly tilted backwards, and his body seemed to be pushed by an irresistible force as he continuously retreated. His face was as pale as paper.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Tang Huan was also retreating.

Every time he took a step back, the ground would tremble violently. Dust and sand would swirl, and the soles of his feet would sink into the ground at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye. In an instant, he had already reached his calf. After taking two steps back, Tang Huan had already stabilized his body, but his cheeks quickly flushed red.

"Hmph!" Tang Huan pursed his lips and snorted heavily. His body immediately soared into the air, and with a wave of the spear in his hand, he swung it down towards Hong Tao who was retreating. It was as powerful as a thunderbolt, and a loud whistling sound filled the air.

"Pa!"

However, right at this moment, a strange explosion sounded out, the red light of the Crimson Flame Spear suddenly dissipated, and the entire spear body actually exploded. In just a short moment, the two meter long spear body in Tang Huan's hand had turned into a short rod that was not even two feet long.

This sudden turn of events caused Tang Huan, who was in midair, to be startled. He suddenly thought of Tang Si's warning to him before the battle.

This fellow's weapon was even more outstanding than he had expected.

A Crimson Flame Spear forged from hematite was already considered pretty good among middle tier weapons, but it was actually completely destroyed so quickly. He wondered what material Hong Tao's long blade was made of.

"Thump!"

When he felt his feet on the ground, Tang Huan suddenly woke up from his stupor. With a leap, he appeared in front of Hong Tao, and the short rod in his hand pierced towards his chest with lightning speed.

"Haha, Tang Huan..."

Seeing Tang Huan's weapon explode, Hong Tao laughed wildly, but before he could finish his sentence, his bloodless face revealed an expression of shock and anger. In his eyes, Tang Huan's figure was actually approaching him at a rapid speed, and the momentum of the short rod in his hand caused his entire body to feel cold.

But at this time, Hong Tao's long blade, which had been raised high due to the violent impact, did not even have time to slash down.

"En!"

Hong Tao twisted his body with all his might, wanting to avoid the short rod, but in the next moment, he couldn't help but let out a painful groan, and his body flew backwards like he was riding on a cloud, landing heavily on the ground. His body twitched, and he spat out blood. On the left side of his chest, the short rod had actually penetrated half of its body.

Looking at the spot where the short rod had pierced, he knew that Hong Tao's heart had already been pierced. Even if the Great Firmament Golden Immortal descended to the mortal world, he wouldn't be able to save him.

"Hu!"

Tang Huan let out a light breath, and walked to Hong Tao's side step by step. With a flick of his toes, the long blade left Hong Tao's right palm, soared into the air, and was grabbed by Tang Huan.

Hong Tao was like a fish out of water. He opened his mouth wide, but was unable to say anything. His round eyes seemed to be filled with disbelief.

"Congratulations, you can immediately reunite with your brother."

Tang Huan looked down at Hong Tao and smiled indifferently. However, Hong Tao could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood. In an instant, he no longer moved.

"Number 369 wins!"

After staring blankly for a long while, the referee at the side of the stage seemed to have awoken from a dream and shouted loudly. There was a hint of regret in his eyes as he looked at Hong Tao on the ground.

Outside the martial arena, after a short period of silence, an earth-shattering clamor suddenly erupted.

"Won? It was actually Tang Huan who won?

"" I really didn't expect that not only did Tang Huan defeat Hong Tao, he even killed him! "

"Hehe, I already knew that Tang Huan would definitely win this battle."

"What a hindsight. I wonder who was the one who said that Tang Huan would definitely lose?"

"..."

"Tsk tsk, Tang Huan's weapon was actually destroyed. Without a suitable weapon, I'm afraid that Tang Huan will definitely lose in the next round."

"This is indeed a big problem. His spear seems to be very suitable for the Weapon Refiner to use. Even if he were to use the same spear art with a borrowed spear, its power would probably be greatly reduced."

"Even if he fails in the next round, it doesn't matter. This round of victory has already allowed him to enter the top eleven."

"..."

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, Tang Huan walked out of the third arena.

The moment he left, more than ten young men ran out and rushed into the martial arena, carrying Hong Tao's corpse and leaving in a hurry. However, before they left, they looked at Tang Huan with killing intent in their eyes, as if they wanted to immediately rush up and tear Tang Huan's body into pieces.

Tang Huan only curled his lips, then returned to the resting area on the left and sat down cross-legged.

At this time, two of the ten arenas had already finished their battles. Other than him, Meng Zixuan and the black clothed man who had caught his attention had also become the victors of the seventh round of the competition. The two of them sat cross-legged, motionless, as if they were recovering their Genuine Qi.

"Tang Huan, I'll give you this to heal your injuries."

A small white hand was extended in front of him, and a white pill about the size of a pinky finger was quietly lying in her delicate palm.

Immediately after, Gu Fei's beautiful face entered Tang Huan's line of sight. Between her brows, there was undisguised concern.

"Thank you very much."

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