Weapon Master: The 138th masters gathering

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At the end of the fourth round of the Wuhui, 108 people should have won and participated in the next fifth round. But a few battles were too fierce, and as a result, both sides of the match were seriously injured and withdrew. Although a few people won, they were unable to continue, and finally they had to give up regretfully.

In the end, there were only a hundred people left to participate in the fifth round of the martial arts.

After the fifth round, there were also severely injured warriors who withdrew, so that only forty-six people participated in the sixth round.

Forty-six people, divided into 23 groups to catch and fight each other.

When Tang Huan defeated the old man in Tsing Yi, there were already several groups next to him. However, there were also several groups fighting extremely tragically. It is estimated that when this round of martial arts is completely over, there will be about 20 people continuing. Participating in the next battle is already very good.

"This Tang Huan's luck is too good, the opponents he met in three consecutive rounds are not very strong."

"The opponent that Tang Huan met in the fourth round is indeed not very good, but the opponents in the fifth and sixth rounds are quite powerful, especially the old man in the sixth round. He is definitely a master at the top of the fifth round. It’s really not easy for Tang Huan to win this game."

"Really? How do I feel that Tang Huan seems particularly relaxed?"

"..."

"After this round of martial arts competition, the rest are the most powerful fifth-order martial artists. The next seventh round will definitely be more exciting."

"Fengming Mountain is really here this time. Although I was eliminated in the first round, I watched so many battles between Tier 5 masters and gained a lot. Especially that Tang Huan, he He didn't use combat skills for three rounds, but the gun was in his hands, but it seemed to come alive. Tsk tsk."

"Generally speaking, those who can have such a method must have been immersed in the gunway for more than ten years or even decades, but Tang Huan is so young, it is said that he had not cultivated his true energy before Ordinary people, unless they have seen it with their own eyes, it is hard to believe that this is true."

"..."

Tang Huan has sat down cross-legged in the rest area on the right, and the noisy voices continue to penetrate into his ears, but he is not moved at all, his eyes quickly sweep over a dozen martial arts arenas where the battle is still ongoing. After that, he slowly closed his eyes, motionless like a sculpture.

In the battle with the old man in Tsing Yi just now, although he seemed quite relaxed, he had consumed a lot of true energy.

He must restore himself to his peak state before the start of the seventh round. Fortunately, the "pure yang pill" in the refining dantian can recover his true energy as quickly as possible.

"Everyone, one hour is up, and the seventh round is about to begin, please come here as soon as possible!" Suddenly, the thunderous loud voice echoed outside Fengling Valley, and Tang Huan also Waking up from the practice.

"It started so soon!"

Tang Huan's eyes flickered slightly, and he grew up.

At this time, the true qi in his dantian and the nine spiritual veins had long been restored, and between his thoughts, the vigorous true qi shuttled quickly like a wave, full of energy.

After a while, many figures gathered in front of the wooden shed.

Tang Huan just counted them. There were 21 friends, Gu Ying and Tang Si, Tang Long and Hong Tao who regarded him as enemies, and Gao Ling and Mo who could be named. Shang, Meng Zixuan and others, and the rest of the warriors, Tang Huan had watched their previous battles more or less, and they were all masters.

Among them, what caught Tang Huan's most attention was a man in black, who was almost always expressionless, and a beautiful woman in a red dress.

The black-clothed man's swordsmanship is extremely tricky and weird, making it hard to guard against.

As far as Tang Huan knows, so far, no one seems to be able to take his second sword. No matter how powerful a Tier 5 master is, he has achieved victory with just one sword. It is a pity that, let alone Tang Huan, no one around him knows his name.

The woman in the red dress has a charming face and a enchanting figure. She raises her hands and feet, and exudes a charm all over her body. She frowns and smiles, and her eyebrows are actually intoxicating. Among the martial artists around watching the battle, many people were fascinated by him and admired them.

According to the information that Tang Huan captured from everyone's words, the woman in the red dress should be called Mu Yan.

In proportion to this Mu Yan's appearance is her amazing strength.

After these three rounds today, she resolved the battle very quickly, but she has not been injured. From start to finish, she was extremely relaxed.

"Everyone, there are 21 people participating in this round of martial arts competition, so there is bound to be one bye."

Thunder's eyes swept across the crowd and said with a smile, "Now, I invite you to draw lots. There are a total of 21 paper balls, one of which is blank, and the other 20 paper balls. Among them, ten pairs of the same number are written, and those who draw the same number will be opponents in this round of martial arts competition, and friends who draw a blank paper team can directly participate in the following eighth round of martial arts. ."

Hearing the words of thunder, everyone couldn't help looking at each other and exchanged their eyes.

Many warriors, especially those who were injured in the previous round of martial arts, can't help but show expectation in their eyes when they hear the words of thunder.

If you can have a bye in this round, you can get more rest time than other fighters. This will be a huge advantage in the eighth round of martial arts competition.

Unfortunately, only one of the 21 people can enjoy such benefits.

But I don’t know who will be the lucky one?

"Everyone, let's get started, the smaller number plate comes first."

As soon as the thunderous voice fell, a burly man about thirty years old rushed forward happily, and quickly pulled out a paper ball from the wooden box. I couldn't wait to unfold it, and the brawny man slapped the back of his head in annoyance, and shouted depressedly: "Thirteen!"

The second person who came forward was a young woman wearing a white dress with a convex body but a very ordinary face.

She was not as eager as the strong man in front of her. After taking out the ball of paper and taking a look, she showed a slight smile on her face: "Thirteen!"

"Are we two opponents?" The burly man's eyes opened wide instantly.

"I didn't watch it."

The woman smiled slightly and stopped speaking, but the brawny man beside her couldn't help his face change drastically, and seemed to be extremely jealous of the woman in the white skirt.

When everyone around saw the result of the draw, their eyes were a little weird.

In the first two draws, a group of opponents was actually determined, and I don't know if such a sign is good or bad. Just when everyone was thinking about it, Tang Huan was the third one to walk to the front of the wooden shed, and then took a breath, and put his right hand into the wooden box.

"Four!"

After a while, Tang Huan unfolded the paper ball and reported the numbers inside.

Before the draw, Tang Huan didn't have much expectation in his heart. He didn't draw a blank paper ball, and naturally he didn't feel disappointed in his heart.