Weapon Master Chapter 134: I have to thank you for him!


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It was a young man with white clothes as snow and white hair as frost, but his face was quite handsome, and he looked about the same age as a public loss.

"Mo Shang?" Tang Huan smiled lightly, and Gu Ying's introduction to the white-haired man flashed in his mind.

"Exactly."

Mo Shang nodded slightly, Xuan even picked up the fainted public love, and then looked at Tang Huan up and down, "Tang Huan, since childhood, for so many years, you are still number one. A warrior who caused his father to vomit blood in a coma during the competition."

"Why, do you want to help him win back?" Tang Huan smiled disapprovingly.

"No, no, since he lost, he naturally has to win it back." Mo Shang said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you for the public loss."

"Thank me?" Tang Huan's eyes flashed slightly.

"Yes. Public loss of natural divine power, but I don't know this innate power. Now it has become the biggest obstacle to his martial arts. If you hadn't suddenly given him this blow, he might have kept this power As a reliance, but with this lesson, he will change his views in the future, and spend more time to improve his true energy and sharpen his combat skills. By then, this power will not only be an obstacle, but will make him even more powerful.” Mo There was a smile between the eyebrows, and the eyes were full of sincerity, "You said, should I thank you for him?"

"If so, he really should thank me."

Tang Huan smiled, but his heart was slightly awe-inspiring.

The circumstances mentioned by Mo Shang were already felt when he fought against the public loss. The love of public loss not only cannot be compared with Tier 5 masters such as Gu Ying and Tang Long, but the use of combat skills is also very rough. His greatest reliance on the enemy is physical strength.

With great strength and swift speed, swinging that sledgehammer weighing two to three hundred kilograms, the lethality erupted was extremely terrifying.

So, if he can't avoid his attacks like he did just now, no matter how good the combat skills are, he can only be crushed and beaten. Tang Huan's so-called "one force drops ten guilds" in his previous life was just like this, but if someone could dodge his attacks continuously, he could be left passive.

If the public loss love is really like what Mo Shang said, and he is willing to spend time to improve his true energy and sharpen his combat skills, Tang Huan will probably have one more rival in the future.

"I'm leaving. If there is a chance to meet in the next few rounds of the martial arts conference, we will learn from each other, and see if your gun is strong or mine is sharp." Mo Shang smiled and waved at Tang Huan, then turned around. After going, he grabbed the golden sledgehammer of public loss and walked out of the martial arts arena.

"This guy, I am afraid it is more difficult to deal with than public loss of love."

The soft sword on Mo Shang's waist was seen by Tang Huan, and Tang Huan also turned and left. When he walked out of the martial arts arena, the clamor in the surrounding crowd suddenly became louder. When many warriors looked at Tang Huan, their eyes became a little awed.

"I really didn't expect that Tang Huan actually surpassed the love of public loss. This guy's strength is quite terrible. It is said that even Gu Ying is not his opponent."

"I don't know what body style Tang Huan uses, can he play public loss between applause?"

"Tsk tsk, three shots are really three shots, no wonder you will vomit blood from anger when you lose love."

"..."

Among the warriors watching the battle, all kinds of comments were heard.

"What's the situation?" Meng Zixuan couldn't help asking in the rest area on the left, watching Mo Shang put his love on the ground.

"It's just that the internal organs have been injured a little, so it's nothing serious. This guy is as strong as a cow. Even if he doesn't take medicine, he can fully recover in a few days." Mo Shang smiled slightly, but he still said that. He broke open the mouth of the father's love, and stuffed a green pill in it.

"How much do you see in his body style?" Mo Shang immediately raised his eyes and asked.

"That body method is too mysterious, but unfortunately, the time is too short. He is also worried about being seen by others. When the time comes, he will end the battle quickly." A look of helplessness appeared on Meng Zixuan's beautiful face.

"..."

"Tang Huan, you really surprised me!"

In the rest area on the right, Hong Tao's eyes are gloomy, and there is a touch of surprise in his eyes.

When he saw that Tang Huan was playing the public losers, he expected the result to be like this, but even so, when he saw the pictures of the public losers vomiting blood and coma, he was still a little surprised. After all, the public losers The fame that Hou Ai has made in this Fengming Mountain is too loud.

After a brief surprise, Hong Tao was happy again.

Tang Huan's victory in this battle means that in the next martial arts competition, he will still have a chance to encounter Tang Huan and beheaded and killed.

Tang Huan's ability to win public loss and love does not mean that he Hong Tao will be afraid of Tang Huan. If it's just a common practice, he might not love his opponent publicly, but if he fights life and death, he is absolutely sure to turn his love between public loss into himself The soul under the sword, Tang Huan, is no exception!

While thinking, Hong Tao couldn't help but glance at Tang Long not far away.

It seemed that he was aware of his gaze, Tang Long also looked at him in a blink of an eye, his eyes were facing each other, and both of them snorted coldly in their noses, and moved their eyes together.

"It seems a bit of a mistake."

Inside the rest area on the right, Gao Ling leaned back against the cliff, raised Erlang’s legs, and hugged his spear diagonally in his arms, with thatch dangling at the corner of his mouth, and muttered, "I didn’t expect this kid to be so strong. I want to force him to take shelter in the army, I am afraid it will be difficult to do so."

In an instant, Gao Ling seemed to have discovered something, suddenly raised his eyes and grinned at the front.

Tens of meters away, Tang Huan, who had just returned to this resting area, had a flicker in his eyes, and then withdrew his gaze, and sat down beside Gu Ying, Tang Si and Gu Fei.

Time flies, and the sky is getting dim.

Unconsciously, there are already many torches outside Fengling Valley, and the thirty-two competition fields are illuminated by the red waiting light.

This third round of martial arts competition is far more intense than the previous two. On average, each battle lasts longer.

Especially when the strength of the two sides is equal and evenly matched, it is more difficult to tell the victory or defeat. There is even a warrior who fought for two quarters of an hour and failed to decide the superiority. In the end, they are exhausted. Both retired from the battle and missed the fourth round of the Fengling Wuhui.

Almost half an hour later, the entire Fengming Mountain has been shrouded in darkness.

"Everyone, this is the end of the third round of the'Feng Ling Wu Hui'. Two hundred and eighteen people finally won, and they can participate in the fourth round of the'Feng Ling Wu Hui' tomorrow. Please have a good rest tonight. Recharge your energy and wait for another fight tomorrow!" Before the wooden shed, thunder sounded like a bell, shaking the void.

"Boom!"

As soon as the thunderous voice fell, outside Fengling Valley, there was a loud noise, and the martial arts meeting that lasted for a day finally came to an end.

But everyone knows that tomorrow's martial arts will be more intense.

Because of the many precious gems and the more rare "Phoenix Flames", it will be decided tomorrow!


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