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Chapter 350

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Genius for one second? Hold on, huh? Champagne? Mound? City F * ck? Chapter 349: Exit!

Within the secret realm, one could not distinguish between the sun and the moon.

Inside the room at the second level of the secret realm, Tang Huan finally began to concentrate on his cultivation. In the space at the first level of the secret realm, in front of Pang Shuo's jade tablet, there were still people coming and going.

"Tang Huan? Eighteenth place? If I remember correctly, the guy who has been causing an uproar in the outside world recently is called Tang Huan. Are they the same person? " In front of the monument, a young man with a delicate and pretty face looked at the rankings on the Heavenly Spirit List and frowned.

"It's him." A green-clothed lady with a coquettish face laughed.

"This is the first time I've seen such a powerful Stage Seven Martial Master. If I don't know how to fight for a while, wouldn't it be a pity?" The young man couldn't help but chuckle and snort lightly.

"Zhang Yuan, I advise you to give up on this idea."

The green clothed lady giggled, "The last person to challenge him was that guy Yan Zhangkong. In the end, he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and falling to the ground. Even that 'Flowing Gold Sword' was destroyed."

"How is this possible?" The handsome man called Zhang Yuan exclaimed in disbelief.

"Let me tell you another piece of news. Yan Zhangkong only lost miserably after using the 'Heavenly Dragon Illusory Sword Technique' to the 'Three Dragons Illusory Spirit' realm."

"What?" Zhang Yuan turned pale with fright, "Su Qing, is what you said true?"

"Is there a need for me to lie to you?"

The black clothed lady called Su Qing pursed her lips and smiled, "You are ranked thirteenth, but your strength is only on par with Yan Zhangkong's. Even if you are stronger than Yan Zhangkong, you are not much stronger. If you were to lose to Tang Huan, not only would you lose all face, even your room number plate would be snatched away."

"You're right, we can't act rashly." Hearing this, Zhang Yuan's expression changed. After a long while, he forced a smile and said.

"..."

… ….

"Looks like I have to thank Yan Zhangkong."

After a long while, a man who was as skinny as a bamboo stick squinted at the name on the jade tablet, and suddenly laughed to himself, "If it wasn't for this stupid pig testing out Tang Huan's depth, maybe I, Long Longxiang, would have gone to look for that Tang Huan. If that happened, the one who would lose face would be me!"

"This is truly unbelievable. A Stage Seven Martial Master is actually so tyrannical!"

"Another Yu Feiyan has appeared out of nowhere … Maybe, this Tang Huan is even more outstanding than Yu Feiyan. Back then, when Yu Feiyan first entered the Sky Spirit Realm, she immediately rushed to the twelfth place, but at that time, she was already a Martial Lord of the eighth step.

"Once Tang Huan is also promoted to Martial Lord of the eighth step, he might be able to rush into the top ten in one go!"

"…"



"Haha, did you see that? I rose by two more ranks!"

After an unknown period of time, in front of Pang Shuo's jade tablet, a sturdy and sturdy youth with a tiger's back and a bear's waist looked at the sparkling characters on the Heavenly Spirit List.

"Look at you, you only rose from 182 to 180 in three months. You still have the face to say that?" A white-clothed youth with long hair like frost sneered.

"So what? Even if you rise from 188 to 183 in three months, I will still be three ranks higher than you!" The sturdy black youth chuckled and looked at the pretty girl beside him in the blink of an eye, "Zi Xuan, hurry up and give it a try. Let's see what rank you can reach now. In my opinion, it won't be a problem to increase by ten ranks!"

"Eh, what are you looking at?"

Seeing that the young girl was in a daze without any reaction, the sturdy black youth and the white-haired youth looked at each other in surprise, and then followed the young girl's gaze to the top of the giant monument.

"Tang Huan?"

After a moment, the sturdy black youth couldn't help but let out a strange cry, and rubbed his eyes with all his might, "Am I seeing things? Damn, it must be an illusion … Why was it still Tang Huan? Twentieth? "

"It really is Tang Huan?" The white-haired youth's eyes also flashed with unconcealable surprise, "This Tang Huan, it can't be that Tang Huan, right?"

"It should be that Tang Huan." The pretty girl said faintly, "I just heard someone beside me say that when he first came in, he was ranked 180."

"..."

The two youths stared at each other for a long time before they regained their senses. Their eyes were still filled with a strong sense of shock and disbelief.

They were Mo Shang and Gongsheng, and the pretty girl was Meng Zixuan.

… ….

After what seemed like a few days, or perhaps more than ten days, a young man in his twenties arrived in front of the jade monument. This man was dressed in snow-white clothes, had a slender body, delicate facial features, and his skin was as white as a woman's.

"Tang Huan!" "Tang Huan..."

After standing quietly in front of the jade monument for a long time, the young man gritted his teeth and muttered the name a few times, "You really are a lingering spirit. So what if you're ranked 20? I, Tang Long, am not your match, there are many experts in this' Sky Spirit Realm '!"

"If a person at the second level of the secret realm can't beat you, I don't believe that a person at the third level of the secret realm can't do anything to you!" Tang Long's face contorted, he almost crushed his fist, "You have offended Ouyang Yuntian and the others so badly, how could that Liu Qian Ye, who is at the third level of the secret realm, let you off so easily!"

"..."

Time flew, and more and more Martial Warriors discovered the changes in the Heavenly Spirit List, and were all inexplicably shocked.

There were even more powerful Martial Warriors who saw a Stage Seven Martial Master who had just been promoted to be ranked in front of them, and felt very upset. But even so, they could only forcefully suppress the dissatisfaction in their hearts. After all, with Yan Zhangkong as an example, they did not want to humiliate themselves.

Since he couldn't make a move, he could only desperately suppress that eyesore's name on the Heavenly Spirit List.

As the rankings of the Martial Warriors behind him continued to rise, Tang Huan's ranking on the Heavenly Spirit List also gradually dropped. Twenty-first, twenty-third, twenty-fifth …

… ….

Heavenly Forging City, deep within the Glory Sacred Temple.

On the white jade-like hill, at the entrance of the arched cave, the clouds were still churning incessantly, making it impossible to see the situation inside the cave. Not far from the entrance of the cave, a white-haired old woman with chicken skin and crane hair was quietly sitting cross-legged, as if she had never changed since ancient times, motionless like a fossil.

The scorching sun hanging above continued to tilt to the west. Unknowingly, the sky was already as red as blood.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the old woman seemed to have sensed something. She opened her eyes and looked towards the entrance of the cave on the jade hill with some suspicion. As the white clouds churned and surged, they actually began to shrink into the cave. Not long later, the situation within a meter of the cave could be clearly seen.

The cave actually led upwards. As the clouds and mist retreated, a bright staircase was revealed step by step.

"Miss is coming out of seclusion?"

The old woman revealed a look of pleasant surprise. In the next moment, she stood up and arrived at the entrance of the cave like a ghost. Not long after, the sound of footsteps could be heard from within the cave. Very quickly, a figure walked out from within the cave.

It was actually a tall and beautiful young woman. Her face was extremely beautiful, and her skin was so tender that it could be broken by the wind. There were almost no blemishes at all.

"Xiong" was tall and straight. "Qiao"

"Tun" was perfectly round. Her slender waist, which could only be grasped by a single hand, slowly moved.

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