Weapon Master

"Eight!"

"..."

Martial Warriors s stepped forward one after another, as numbers were continuously announced. From time to time, people with the same numbers would fight with each other in the seventh round of Martial Competition. These numbers were not drawn out completely from one to ten, but were randomly written down in ten numbers.

"Blank? No numbers? I got it! "

Not long after, an elated voice suddenly echoed in front of the wooden shed, immediately attracting everyone\'s attention.

It was a handsome looking yellow-clothed man with a face as white as jade. His body was slender and a long sword hung from his waist. He looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

Seeing this guy whose face was filled with excitement, many people couldn\'t help but reveal traces of envy and jealousy in their eyes, while those Martial Warriors who had yet to draw their lots felt rather disappointed.

Now that the lucky person had appeared, the person who would draw the lots would no longer have any hope of winning.

"Congratulations, my friend."

Lei Ming could not help but smile at the yellow clothed man. The yellow-clothed man beamed as he waved to everyone and happily ran back to the resting area.

The drawing of lots continued. Following closely behind the yellow-clothed man was Hong Tao.

After unfolding the ball of paper he pulled out from the wooden chest, Hong Tao was initially startled, but after that, his face revealed an expression of unconcealable joy, and following that, he swept his gaze across Tang Huan. The killing intent in his eyes condensed into a solid substance, as if it was going to pierce through Tang Huan\'s body.

"Four!"

After taking a quick glance, Lei Ming couldn\'t help but let out a low growl. In the blink of an eye, when he looked at Tang Huan, his expression subtly changed.

"Four?"

Tang Huan frowned, then relaxed.

and Tang Si\'s faces couldn\'t help but change color slightly when they heard the number that Lei Ming had called out. Tang Huan had said "4", and Hong Tao had said "4", which meant that in the upcoming seventh round of the martial arts competition, Tang Huan and Hong Tao would become opponents.

It could be predicted that this was going to be a very intense and fierce battle.

"Hmm?"

However, Tang Long couldn\'t help but snort and frown deeply.

He truly wished that he could kill Tang Huan quickly, but he did not have any good impressions towards Hong Tao either. If there was an appropriate time, he would not hesitate to kill him. The two of them were about to fight in the seventh round. Regardless of who won or lost, it was a good thing for him.

Even so, there was still a trace of depression in his heart.

What he hoped the most was for him to personally take care of Tang Huan, and use Tang Huan\'s blood to wash off the enormous humiliation from his father\'s body, and even the entire Tang Family.

But now, Tang Huan and Hong Tao were rivals.

If Tang Huan were to be killed by Hong Tao in the seventh round of the competition, his wish would never be fulfilled again. However, since the opponent had already decided, forget about him not being able to change it, even Star Ocean Commerce would not interfere.

Instantly, Tang Long\'s complexion became even more unsettled.

"Tang Huan, we finally meet!"

Just as everyone had different expressions, Hong Tao had already walked in front of Tang Huan with large strides, baring his snow-white teeth, his face revealing a sinister smile, as if he was a hungry wolf that had seen fresh meat, the long-accumulated killing intent in his eyes also rapidly surged, as if it wanted to erupt like a volcano.

"Hong Tao, you will regret this. Do you know that the faster you meet me, the faster you will reunite with your elder brother?" Tang Huan laughed slowly.

"Regret?"

Hong Tao laughed loudly, and then gritted his teeth, as he squeezed out a few sounds from between his teeth, "Tang Huan, cut the crap, I will soon let you know what true \'regret\' is!" Finished speaking, Hong Tao held his long blade and strode towards the third arena.

"Tang Huan, if there\'s really no other way, then admit defeat." Gu Ying could not help but lean close to Tang Huan\'s ears and whisper. Tang Si also nodded and gave him a look.

"Hmm?"

Although Gu Ying\'s voice was soft, it was still heard by Hong Tao. He suddenly stopped and turned around, staring fiercely at Gu Ying with an ashen face.

This was what he was most worried about.

If Tang Huan admitted defeat directly, he could win without fighting, and compete in the next round in an even better state. However, this also meant that he had been happy for nothing.

If they could not kill Tang Huan in the martial grounds, then they could only kill him after Martial Competition, and with that, there were too many variables, who knew if Tang Huan would immediately leave this place after admitting defeat. After he escaped, he drilled himself into Feng Ming Mountain, where could he go to find him?

At this moment, Hong Tao\'s heart was burning with anxiety. He almost wanted to pick up Tang Huan, drag him into the arena and start a war with him.

"I …"

Tang Huan intentionally dragged out his tone until Hong Tao\'s face turned black and was about to rush over to him, then smiled and said: "... "Understood, you all have to be careful yourself."

Gu Ying\'s and Tang Si\'s opponents had also appeared, a middle-aged man and an old man respectively. The two of them were able to rush all the way here, their strength was not to be underestimated, even if they could not compare to Gu Ying and Tang Si. In the seventh round of martial arts competition, it would be extremely difficult for Gu Ying and Tang Si to win.

"You don\'t have to worry about the two of us." Gu Ying laughed.

"Tang Huan, that Hong Tao has an excellent weapon, you must be careful." Tang Si reminded her again.

Tang Huan nodded his head, then turned and walked to the third stage of the competition. When he glanced at Hong Tao, his eyes revealed ridicule.

Hong Tao snorted with a dark expression. However, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Tang Huan, do you really think you will have the chance to admit defeat and retreat once we start a fight? In this battle, I will definitely make you stay here forever! Your life is mine! "

Hong Tao sneered on the inside. Then, he quickly walked into the arena.

In just a few short breaths of time, Tang Huan had also followed behind Hong Tao, and leisurely walked into the same arena.

Seeing this scene, the spectating Martial Warriors finally understood.

"It can\'t be, Tang Huan really met Hong Tao?"

"Oh no, oh no, this time\'s\' Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting \', Tang Huan is going to stop here."

"Winning or losing is secondary. I\'m afraid I won\'t even have my life left. Hong Tao shouldn\'t have used his full strength before, but this time, he definitely won\'t hold back."

"I hope that when Tang Huan is no match for him, he will be able to admit defeat. With such an outstanding genius in the Martial Dao and Tools Method, it would truly be a pity if he were to fall just like that."

"I\'m afraid that Hong Tao will not even give him the chance to admit defeat."

"Hmph, let\'s wait and see. I don\'t believe that Tang Huan will lose to Hong Tao! Hong Tao did not use his full strength, so do you think that Tang Huan has already used all of his techniques? "

"..."

In the ten battles, Tang Huan and Hong Tao\'s fight was undoubtedly the focus of attention. After all, Tang Huan\'s identity was indeed a little special.

Just as everyone was guessing, the twenty Martial Warriors s had already entered the top ten arenas.