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"Hu!"
About an hour later, in an empty space with fewer Martial Warriors s, a black shadow leaped up and down, brandishing the fiery red long blade in his hand, causing waves of whistling sounds to ring out. Little Rain?
This person was Tang Huan, and the weapon in his hand was the weapon that he obtained from Hong Tao.
In the last battle with Hong Tao, Tang Huan's internal organs had also been shaken. Fortunately, he had the pill that Gu Fei had provided, and the existence of the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" had allowed him to absorb all of the medicinal power at the fastest speed possible. The injuries in his internal organs had quickly disappeared.
After that, almost as soon as the Genuine Qi recovered, Tang Huan began to practice.
He had to familiarize himself with Hong Tao's weapon as fast as possible. That way, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in the following martial arts competition.
Hong Tao's blade was also about two meters long. On the blade, there were two words, "Shocking Rainbow".
Its style was extremely similar to the Guan Dao in Tang Huan's previous life, but its blade body was even wider than the Guan Dao, and its widest part was already close to a foot long. The entire blade was rather heavy, and although it could not be compared to the Howling Firmament Wolf King's Tyrant Blade or the Golden Hammer that the public had lost so much love, it was still around seventy to eighty kilograms.
This long blade was even redder than the Crimson Flame Spear, and at the edge of the blade, there was a thin green line.
After carefully observing it for a while, Tang Huan understood that this long blade should be forged from "Blazing Iron", which was even more precious than "hematite". As for the two mid-grade gems that had been fused into the weapon, one of them was also a "Green Fluorite", and the other should be a "Fire Dragon Stone"? Little Rain? "
Although the "Fire Dragon Stone" was not as rare as the "Heart Flame Stone", it was still quite precious.
The Fire Obsidian Iron Ore, the Green Fluorite, the Fire Dragon Stone, and the extremely high level of forging skills made this long blade the best of the middle grade weapons. If Tang Huan was not wrong, the one who forged this weapon was most likely a Weapon Refining Master, or even a Weapon Refining Grand Master.
Otherwise, Tang Huan's Crimson Flame Spear would not have been destroyed so thoroughly.
"Hu!"
"Chi!"
"..."
The sound of air being torn could be heard continuously.
The long blade danced wildly, and the blade's momentum rapidly changed. Chop, chop, wipe, lift, stab, block, intercept … At this moment, Tang Huan was practicing over and over again, only the most basic movements of a blade type weapon. After nearly half an hour, Tang Huan had already become more and more familiar with it.
"Although all kinds of weapons can be comprehended by analogy, isn't Tang Huan's improvement a little too fast?"
"It's only been about half an hour. It looks like he's been learning for a few years. Could it be that he's learned it before?"
"No matter how well he practices, it's useless. He can master these basic movements in a short period of time, but can he master saber techniques and combat skills so quickly?"
"Saber Art Battle Skill? Where is he going to find saber arts and combat skills at this time? "
"It looks like Tang Huan is going to lose for sure in the eighth round!"
"…"
In the surrounding crowd, many Martial Warriors s who were paying attention to Tang Huan's movements could not help but point in that direction.
In the current situation, even if they were full of praise for Tang Huan's performance, not many people felt that Tang Huan would be able to win in the following martial arts competition.
A spear user had lost his most familiar weapon and switched to using a blade. The result could be imagined.
The best way was to find someone to borrow a gun. That would be even better.
However, not only did Tang Huan not do so, he even used Hong Tao's weapon to practice with all his might. Wasn't this just seeking a fish from a tree?
"Fortunately, his injuries aren't serious. Otherwise …"
In the resting area, Tang Si exhaled lightly and slowly opened his eyes. He discovered that Gu Ying was staring blankly in a certain direction, and could not help but look over in the blink of an eye.
After a while, Tang Si was stunned, and could not help but ask: "Tang Huan … What is he doing?
"Training the blade!" Gu Ying spat out these two words.
"Training the blade?" Tang Si was a little dumbfounded, "It's already this time, why didn't he hurry up and find a spear to familiarize himself with, why did he run over to practice his blade?"
"You ask me, how would I know? It's not like I'm Tang Huan." Gu Ying rubbed his forehead and shook his head speechlessly.
"Tang Huan isn't stupid, he knows what he's doing. Brother, Big Brother Tang Si, you two don't have to worry about him." Gu Fei said while beaming.
"..."
Gu Ying and Tang Si couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.
"If you don't use a spear, you should use a blade?" "Is there something wrong with this guy's head?" Not far away, Gongsheng widened his eyes in love and couldn't help but mutter.
"If there's something wrong with his head, then wouldn't you, who was easily defeated by him, be even more stupid?" Mo Shang smiled slightly.
"You … … You're really narrow-minded!" Gong Sheng was speechless.
"Maybe, not only has Tang Huan trained in the Spear Art, he has also trained in the Blade Technique?" Meng Zixuan's beautiful eyes turned slightly, and a hint of doubt surfaced on her pretty face.
"..."
"You're really courting death!"
Tang Long only snorted coldly, then closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to him.
When Tang Huan killed Hong Tao, he had also caught a glimpse of it. At that time, he was so shocked that he lost control of his mind, and was almost pierced through by his opponent's sword. He had already estimated Tang Huan's strength to be high enough, but he did not expect that he had still underestimated him, and even Hong Tao had died under his hands.
His strength was on par with Hong Tao's. With Hong Tao as an example, he was not completely confident that he could kill Tang Huan.
But now, when he realized that Tang Huan had abandoned his spear and used his blade, he felt a trace of ecstasy at the bottom of his heart.
… ….
Not only them, even Lu Wei Rui, Mu Yan and the others who had passed the seventh round were bewildered when they saw Tang Huan's actions.
Inside the wooden shed, Lei Ming had a headache.
At this time, he wished that he could immediately run over, snatch the long blade in Tang Huan's hand, and then give him a gun. The eighth round of the competition was about to begin, but Tang Huan was changing the type of weapon he was used to. Was he thinking that he would not lose fast enough?
However, he could only think about it.
As the organizer of the Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting, if he were to show too close of a relationship with someone who was participating in the competition, it would be extremely easy to cause a backlash.
Right now, he could only take it one step at a time!
Lei Ming scratched his head and sighed. The purple-clothed lady who was also in the wooden shed was still sitting there calmly, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile in her eyes.
Everyone had different expressions, but Tang Huan remained indifferent. Unknowingly, Tang Huan's movements became smaller and smaller, but his blade skills became more and more refined.
Time flowed like water, and another hour passed …
Tang Huan carried his long blade on his shoulder and once again stood in front of the wooden shed at the entrance of the valley. Together with him, there were seven people, Gu Ying, Tang Si, Lu Wei Rui, Tang Long, Meng Zixuan, Mo Shang, and Mu Yan. There were also three people that Tang Huan could not name. One of them was the lucky one who was free in the previous round, the other was the cold-faced man who used the sword, and the other was the graceful and ordinary looking woman in a white dress.
What made Tang Huan a little surprised was that Gao Ling had actually lost in the previous round, and he had lost to the red-clothed woman called Mu Yan.
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