Genius One Second? Live? Little Yu??? Champagne? Mound? City F * ck? Chapter 145 Victory Without a Fight
In Arena Number Two, Feng Zhuo's right hand moved and his longsword was slightly unsheathed. But soon after, his longsword returned to its sheath and he took a step back.
Not long after, the longsword was unsheathed again and sheathed …
In just a few short breaths of time, the longsword in Feng Zhuo's hand had already been unsheathed three times and sheathed three times. He had also taken three steps back, and with every step he took, his sharp and incomparably sharp aura would be greatly weakened. After three steps, his aura had completely disappeared, and he was just like an ordinary person.
Seeing such a scene, everyone was confused.
What was Feng Zhuo doing?
However, before anyone could understand Feng Zhuo's intentions, Feng Zhuo, who was in the martial arena, let out a light breath, looked at Tang Huan, and suddenly said: "I've lost!"
These three words were not loud, but in the ears of the surrounding people, it was like a thunderclap in a clear sky.
I've lost?
Feng Zhuo actually admitted defeat without fighting?
After waiting for so long, all he got was these words … After a short period of silence, the surrounding crowd immediately burst into an uproar.
"What's going on? Feng Zhuo actually admitted defeat? "
"You didn't even use a single sword strike and you already said that you lost? Damn, are you kidding us?"
"I thought that this battle would be very exciting, but I didn't expect that in the end, I would actually do something like this. What a waste of my time!"
"Could it be that Feng Zhuo and Tang Huan already knew each other? That's why he admitted defeat on purpose? "
"..."
In an instant, voices of doubt, exclamations, and curses rang out outside the Phoenix Spirit Valley.
"Thank you!"
In the martial arena, Tang Huan cupped his hands and smiled. With a shake of the long blade in his hand, he placed it on his shoulder, and the dazzling red light immediately disappeared, and the heat quickly dissipated.
"The next time we meet, we will fight again." Feng Zhuo said slowly.
"I will definitely accompany you!"
Tang Huan slightly nodded, and said with a smile.
When Feng Zhuo heard this, he only nodded his head and walked out of the martial arena. However, he did not enter the resting area. Instead, he walked towards the forest in the distance.
Tang Huan looked at Feng Zhuo's back, a hint of admiration flashing past his eyes.
This Feng Zhuo was a very pure person. His goal in participating in the Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting should be to spar with others.
Both of them were very warlike, but their personalities were completely different. The public loss was simple and straightforward, with an impatient temper. Feng Zhuo, on the other hand, was calm and composed, with an extremely firm will. However, they were both very persistent in battle.
Whether it was the public loss or Feng Zhuo, it would be best to become their friend and not their opponent. Otherwise, it would be a huge headache.
In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan smiled and also walked out of the martial arena.
"Tang Huan wins!"
Only when Tang Huan crossed the red line did the referee outside the stage wake up as if he had just woken up from a dream. He quickly announced the result of the battle, but his eyes were still filled with doubt.
Obviously, he did not understand the outcome of the battle between Tang Huan and Feng Zhuo.
"Tang Huan …" He actually won?
"Beneath the wooden shed, Lei Ming took a deep breath and regained his senses. He found it hard to believe his own eyes.
In this battle, he was actually very pessimistic about Tang Huan. The spear that Tang Huan was used to using had been destroyed, and he had changed to using a blade. His disadvantage was very obvious, and against an expert like Feng Zhuo, his chances of winning were very slim. However, he did not expect that in the end, Tang Huan would defeat Feng Zhuo in such an unimaginable manner, giving everyone a huge surprise.
"Tang Huan... Feng Zhuo... These two are indeed rare martial arts geniuses, especially Tang Huan, who was actually able to force Feng Zhuo to retreat without a fight." The purple-clothed woman said in a low voice, with a smile that was difficult to conceal in her eyes. "Tang Huan, Du Xi has already been in charge of investigating Lei Ming. Do you know where Feng Zhuo came from?"
"I don't know yet."
"After Martial Competition ends, start investigating his sword skills!"
"Yes, miss!"
"..."
… ….
"What the hell are the two of them doing?"
Inside the resting area, Gong Zhui was dumbstruck. He looked at Tang Huan who was walking towards him, then glanced at Feng Zhuo who was already tens of metres away, and shouted out in confusion, "The two of them didn't even use a single move to decide the victor. Do you think we are all fools?"
Meng Zixuan could not help but roll her eyes at Gong Zhui: "Do you think Tang Huan and Feng Zhuo are very relaxed? In that short period of time, they didn't make a move, but it was even more tiring than making a move! "
"Impossible, right?" "If that's the case, why didn't they make a move?"
"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't!" The corner of Meng Zixuan's mouth curled up into a faint smile as she explained, "Didn't you see that Feng Zhuo's three sword strikes ended up giving up halfway?"
"Feng Zhuo's sword skill is very special, there's only one move!"
"Generally speaking, this kind of method only focuses on attack, not defense. When he attacks, he will advance courageously, and if he cannot defeat his opponent in one move, he will be in danger. He tried three times in a row, and felt that he did not have the confidence to defeat Tang Huan in one strike, so he kept on sheathing his sword!"
"Every time he sheathed his sword, he would have to retreat in order to increase the distance between them and prevent Tang Huan from taking advantage of the situation to chase after him!"
"After taking three steps back, his aura was completely exhausted, but Tang Huan's aura was like a rainbow. In this kind of situation, he could only admit defeat, if not, Tang Huan would have rushed over, and if he were to forcefully use his sword to meet the attack, the final result would probably not be much better than the opponents he defeated earlier!"
"I see."
Hearing this, Gong Zhui nodded in realization, and then said doubtfully, "If it was the Tang Huan from before, forcing Feng Zhuo to admit defeat wouldn't be a big deal, but now that Tang Huan's weapon is destroyed, he abandoned his spear and used his blade, is he still that powerful, to the point where even Feng Zhuo doesn't feel that he has the confidence to win?"
"Who told you that if you change your weapon, your strength will become weaker?" Meng Zixuan said snappily.
"Isn't it obvious?" Gong Zhui couldn't help but mutter, "If he uses a blade better than a spear, why did he practice with Hong Tao's weapon for half a day just now? Furthermore, at the beginning, he was obviously very unfamiliar with it, and only later on did he slowly become more proficient."
"..." Meng Zixuan was at a loss for words, and a puzzled look flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes.
"Tang Huan, this guy, I really can't see through him. Even Feng Zhuo doesn't dare to attack him, luckily I lost in the previous round, so I don't have to worry about running into him." Dozens of meters away, Gao Ling, who had almost dropped his jaw in shock, finally came to his senses, and kept muttering to himself.
"This brat Tang Huan, he can't possibly be able to rush all the way to the end and become the champion of this time's' Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting ', right?" Tang Si, who had just won not long ago, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"It's really possible."
Gu Fei said while beaming, but Tang Si couldn't help but frown. The chief of the "Weapon Refining Competition", coupled with the first place of the "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting" … If Tang Huan really did this, his reputation would definitely spread throughout the world. To him, this might not be a good thing.
PS: A lot of friends are urging me to update, and some of them are asking me why I don't reply. Actually, I will read those posts whenever I have time, but I don't know how to reply. It's impossible for the author to sit in front of the computer and write all day, and there are all sorts of things to do at home. Even if I really sit in front of the computer for more than ten hours a day, my writing speed might not be fast.
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