One second genius? Live? Little Yu??? Champagne? Mound? O Chapter 327 – Blood Blossom
Hearing Weng Qing's explanation, Tang Huan was even more surprised. According to her, if Tang Huan really lost, he could find an excuse to refuse her request.
What was even more difficult for Tang Huan to understand was that the news regarding him had already spread. This Gong Qing should know that even a Great Martial Master at the peak of the seventh step might not be his match, and she was clearly not at the peak of the seventh step, yet she still dared to bet with him.
Under normal circumstances, she had practically no hope of winning. If she did this, wouldn't it be equivalent to giving him the three Serene Jade Stones for free?
"Miss Weng Qing, are you sure you want to spar with me?"
"Of course!" Weng Qing replied resolutely, "You can rest assured, even if you lose, our Spirit Feather Merchant Guild will still sell this' Serene Jade Stone 'to you, and you don't need to use the Saint Ranked' Demon Essence Stone 'to exchange for it. You just need to take out six million gold coins according to the previous price!"
"Chief Steward Weng, what do you think?"
Tang Huan looked at Weng Qing suspiciously, then turned to look at Weng Ting.
"My niece has long wanted to spar with Master Tang Huan. Since that's the case, then let her be. Master Tang Huan, please enlighten me." Weng Ting nodded her head and smiled, but there seemed to be a hint of helplessness and worry between her brows. She was probably not too optimistic about the outcome of the spar between Weng Qing and Tang Huan.
"Alright then."
Tang Huan smiled, "Miss Weng Ting, I will not take advantage of your Spirit Feather Merchant Guild. If you lose, I will still pay you six million gold coins!"
After saying that, Tang Huan suddenly turned his head to look at Xing Yan who was sitting cross-legged at the side, and said with a smile: "Miss Xing Yan, I'm afraid I'll have to borrow six million gold coins from you later."
"It's fine …"
Xing Yan laughed crisply, but before he could finish speaking, anger had already appeared between Weng Qing's brows, and he sneered: "Tang Huan, do you think that you have already won?"
With that said, Weng Qing had already stood up with his sword in hand, staring fiercely at Tang Huan.
"I'm just being prepared."
Tang Huan smiled slightly, he stood up, his right hand already holding onto the hilt of the sword at his waist.
When he came to the Spirit Feather Merchant Guild today, he did not bring the Dragon and Phoenix Lance with him. However, that did not matter. Before the Dragon and Phoenix Lance was promoted to a high grade weapon, the power of this sword would definitely far surpass it. This sword was naturally the Spirit Adhesion weapon that Tang Huan had forged a while ago. Xiao Yu?
On the way to Heavenly Forging City, Tang Huan struggled for a long time to name it.
Because it had fused with the soul of the "Blood-eyed Fire Wolf" and was mainly made of high-grade gems like the "Blossoming Fire Stone", Tang Huan finally gave it the name "Blood Flower" in order to save trouble.
Clang!
With a crisp sound, the Bloodrose Sword was unsheathed.
In a blink of an eye, a buzzing sound rang out. On the longsword, a jade-green light surged like a tide. The green clothes fluttered, and within the blue and green light, the red light exploded.
Along with this red light, there was also a terrifying heat. This heat was like a blazing wave. "Boom!" Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, tiny ripples that could be seen with the naked eye appeared around the sword, and it even emitted bursts of popping sounds.
At this moment, Weng Qing's eyes narrowed, and a trace of seriousness seemed to appear on his face.
Weng Ting's expression also changed slightly. When she glanced at Gong Qing, the worry in her eyes became even stronger. Although Xing Yan's expression could not be seen, her beautiful black eyes revealed an unconcealable look of surprise. It was obvious that she did not expect the might of Tang Huan's sword to be so shocking.
After a split-second, Weng Ting and Xing Yan looked at each other, and almost at the same time, they shot up and floated back more than ten meters.
"Miss Weng Qing, make your move!"
With the longsword in his hand, Tang Huan's face was already solemn.
In terms of strategy, he looked down on his opponent, but in terms of tactics, he still had to pay attention to his opponent. No matter what Tang Huan had thought before, once he faced an enemy, he would not look down on them in the slightest. Thirty years of old mothers beating their children, capsizing in the gutter, and such things happened almost every day in this world.
"Clang!"
His body suddenly leaped forward, and at almost the same time, an intense sound burst forth from the palace. The longsword at his waist had already been unsheathed, and a resplendent blue light streaked across the air in a dazzling arc, aiming towards Tang Huan's chest and abdomen like lightning.
Seeing that, a strange look flashed past Tang Huan's eyes.
When Weng Qing's dark blue longsword was waved, a powerful Strength Qi spread out from the sword's body, and then followed the sword's force and rolled forward, causing Tang Huan to feel as if a raging wave was roaring towards him. In an instant, a huge pressure had already enveloped the surrounding ten meters of space, including him.
"His strength is indeed not bad!" Tang Huan's mind raced, and he immediately unleashed the "Absolute Monarch Nine Heavens Sword Technique".
"Chi!"
With a light shake of his wrist, a slight ringing sound rang out.
It was the Bloodrose Sword in Tang Huan's hand that pierced out at a speed that even the naked eye could not catch. The moment the heat wave surged forward along the blade of the sword, a majestic sword intent had already spread out, as if an emperor had personally arrived, causing people's hearts to tremble, and they couldn't help but have the urge to bow down and worship him.
"Ding!"
In a split-second, the Bloodrose Sword had already stuck to the body of Weng Qing's dark blue longsword. With a light push, the dark blue longsword that was aimed at his chest had already shifted to the side. The Bloodrose Sword in Tang Huan's hand was like a snake spitting out its tongue. With a stretch, the sharp tip of the sword went straight for Weng Qing's throat.
At the tip of the sword, a sword beam that was more than two feet long shot out.
The incomparably sharp intent seemed to want to tear apart the void. The heat emitted from the sword instantly became even more violent and terrifying.
Weng Qing's pupils constricted as her delicate body explosively retreated. The dark blue longsword in her hand was like a butterfly piercing through flowers, and in an instant, it was as if there was a monstrous wave.
"Chi!" The waves surged out from in front of him, each wave more ferocious than the last. Even if there was a hill in front of him, it would still be shattered by this huge wave.
"Chi!" "Chi!" "Swish …"
Tang Huan's footsteps sped up, and the Bloodrose Sword continuously pointed out with lightning speed.
In a split-second, streaks of fiery red sword images crashed into that "Bo!"
In the next moment, clear and loud sounds of collisions rose and fell in succession among the surging dark blue waves. Almost every time a sword shadow pierced into it, the surging waves would weaken a little.
"Ding ding ding …"
In the blink of an eye, Tang Huan had already thrusted out eighteen times, and Weng Qing's sword force had already been completely disintegrated.
However, Tang Huan's movements did not slow down in the slightest. The Bloodrose Sword in his hand continued to stab out at a speed that even his mind could not catch. In the next moment, the crisscrossing fiery red sword beams seemed to have transformed into an exceptionally terrifying sword screen that surged forward with unstoppable force.
"Hmm?"
Weng Qing's face was gloomy. The longsword in her hand trembled, and a deafening buzzing sound suddenly burst forth.
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