"call!"
On the 320th stage, the Flame Feather Spear in Tang Huan's hand swept out like a divine dragon waving its tail, creating an extremely terrifying fiery red storm with overwhelming power.
"Ouch!" A tall young man's eyes flashed with panic, he roared, and wildly smashed the black hammer in his hand.
"boom!"
The gun hammer hit hard, and an earth-shattering sound resounded, and the surrounding void seemed to tremble violently.
The burly man grunted, and as soon as the giant hammer in his hand flew away, the spear fell on his waist with lightning speed. An instant later, the burly figure flew out like a cloud and mist, amidst the exclamations of everyone in the audience, and fell to the audience one after another with the giant hammer.
With a roll, the burly man got up. He seemed uninjured, but his already dark face became like the bottom of a pot.
"Who the hell is this guy?"
"He Yunlong is at the peak of the sixth level of True Spirit, and he is a master ranked over 500 in the Yijian standings. He is actually vulnerable?"
"I've never seen this person before. Is he a new guy?"
“…”
Under the ring, there was a lot of discussion, and surprised eyes fell on Tang Huan.
Tang Huan put away his gun and stood up, but did not go to the referee's table. Instead, he turned to look at the audience, his eyes passing over everyone. Just when everyone was doubtful, Tang Huan suddenly smiled, and then shouted loudly: "Which of my friends is willing to come up and fight with me?"
This guy actually wants to continue fighting with others
Everyone in the audience looked at each other, but no one responded. The strength shown by Tang Huan and He Yunlong when they fought was too amazing. Generally speaking, when a monk at the sixth level of the True Spirit goes up, it is almost the same as giving away points. Even if a monk at the peak of the Sixth Level of the True Spirit fights, There is not much chance of winning.
Tang Huan frowned slightly, realizing what was going on.
However, it doesn't matter. As soon as his thoughts changed, Tang Huan deliberately sneered: "Are all these preparatory disciples cowards?"
Many people in the audience had slightly changed expressions.
They all knew in their hearts that Tang Huan was provoking people to come to power, but knowing that was one thing, and whether they could endure it was another.
"shut up!"
Sure enough, after a moment, there was a loud shout, "You have just won one game, and you dare to be so arrogant. In this case, I will help you and let you know how much you really weigh!" The speaker was a short and thin man. The young man, but the aura emanating from his body was extremely powerful, even more powerful than the He Yunlong who had just been defeated. He was obviously a master at the peak of the sixth level of true spirit.
"Then stop talking nonsense and come up quickly!" Tang Huan had a look of disdain on his face.
"snort!"
The short and thin man was furious, and as soon as his figure moved, he shot away towards the referee's table.
Around the ring, monks immediately recognized the identity of the short and thin man, and soon the sound of exclamation echoed in the crowd.
"Chu Huan! It's Chu Huan!"
"Chu Huan has accumulated more than 2,000 points, and his ranking in the Yijian standings far exceeds that of He Yunlong."
"If he takes action, let's see if that guy can still be arrogant."
“…”
Everyone's eyes were wide open and their voices kept muttering.
After a while, a short and thin man named Chu Huan came to the ring from the referee's stand, holding a giant knife in his hand. The length of the knife was more than twice his height, and the blade was as wide as a door panel. The thin body paired with such a weapon does look a bit funny.
"start!"
There was a loud shout from the referee's stand, and two figures quickly approached.
"boom!"
However, only about a few dozen breaths passed before a rather short and thin figure shot out amidst the loud noise and staggered to the edge of the ring. He fell down armed, leaving himself disgraced.
The defeated person was actually Chu Huan.
Seeing such a scene, there was a sudden silence around the ring. Chu Huan, who was stronger than He Yunlong, was defeated so quickly
It’s just that the cultivation of the sixth level of true spirit actually defeated two masters at the peak of the sixth level of true spirit!
How strong is that guy
Everyone was extremely shocked, but many sharp-eyed people noticed that Tang Huan's chest was rising and falling slightly, and the hands holding the spear seemed to be trembling.
After discovering these abnormalities, many monks secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that after winning two games in a row, that guy has consumed a lot of his own energy. At this time, if there is another master at the sixth level of true spirit, he will probably win. However, the guy probably knew his situation, so he should have stopped as soon as he was ready, instead of staying on the stage.
"Who else?"
On the stage, a voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and even though many people showed signs of excitement, that guy was so arrogant that he actually wanted to fight for a third time
"I!"
A man in black, as thin as a bamboo pole, suddenly sneered, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and almost as soon as the sound rang out, he shot towards the referee's table.
In just a short moment, the man in black arrived at the ring.
However, he went up as fast as he went down.
"Ouch—"
After dozens of breaths, the man in black was knocked off the stage. He Yunlong and Chu Huan, who were defeated in front, were not seriously injured, but this guy fainted directly. However, Tang Huan's condition was even worse, and the abnormalities on his chest and hands were more obvious.
"Come again!" Tang Huan shouted again on the stage.
"Damn, I can still hold on after three consecutive battles, I still don't believe it!"
“…”
"Next!"
"Haha, this kid must be sick. He is about to collapse, and he still wants to fight with others. Since he is looking for abuse, then I will satisfy him well."
“…”
"What a waste! Can you get one that's not so pustular!"
"I'm really angry that he hasn't fallen down yet. Isn't it just a ten-point deduction? Even if I try to get hurt, I will knock him over."
“…”
One after another, the monks at the sixth level of true spirit stepped onto the ring...
Tang Huan looked worse and worse. Before almost every monk came on stage, they thought they could defeat Tang Huan, but every time they were swept off the stage by Tang Huan's Flame Feather Spear. Especially that time just now, Tang Huan was swaying, as if he would fall to the ground at any time, but in the end it was the guy who wanted to take advantage of him who was shot away by him. Although he was shaking even more violently, he still stood still. .
This situation is extremely strange.
Anyone who can cultivate to the realm of true spirit at a young age cannot be a fool. More and more monks felt that something was not right. When Tang Huan blasted the ninth true spirit sixth-level monk out of the ring, the area around the ring became silent, and no one came on stage to participate in the battle. (To be continued)