Sage Monarch

Chapter 148 - Endwar!

After returning to the resting area and sitting down, Meng Zixuan suddenly covered her lips. Tang Huan faintly discovered that there seemed to be blood flowing from her palms.

Upon seeing this, Mo Shang and Gongsheng Pao immediately went over to surround them.

Tang Huan immediately understood that the damage that Mu Yan's attack had dealt to Meng Zixuan was actually more severe than what he had expected. Not too long after, Mo Shang placed a pill into Meng Zixuan's mouth, while Gong Zhui stood up and quickly walked towards the wooden shed.

After conversing with Lei Ming for a bit, he quickly returned. Lei Ming then walked out of the wooden shed and shouted, "Everyone, Meng Zixuan has just decided to withdraw for the next round!"

"What?" Meng Zixuan wants to withdraw? "

"I really didn't think that she would be injured so badly by Mu Yan?"

"The ones who entered the top three are Tang Huan, Leng Yinshuang and Meng Zixuan. Now that Meng Zixuan has left, doesn't that mean that the one in first will be either Tang Huan or Leng Yinshuang?"

"..."

It was like a stone that gave rise to a thousand ripples.

As soon as Lei Ming finished speaking, cries of alarm rose from the surroundings. It was only at this moment that even more Martial Warriors realized that Meng Zixuan's situation was not looking good.

"So, the final battle of this time's' Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting ', will be conducted between Tang Huan and Leng Yinshuang. The first and second places of this time's Martial Compet.i.tion will also be decided by their competing results, and Meng Zixuan, who is ranked third of the Martial Compet.i.tion, can obtain the' Phoenix Flame Essence '… "Ten percent!"

Lei Ming's loud voice resonated once again.

When the surrounding Martial Warriors heard this, their gazes towards Meng Zixuan became somewhat fervent. Ten percent of the "Phoenix Flame Essence" was enough to forge a weapon.

To reap such benefits, even if he was injured, it would still be worth it.

"d.a.m.n it!"

At the edge of the crowd dozens of meters away, Mu Yan's face was ashen, filled with anger.

He originally thought that victory was already in his grasp, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, he would be turned over by Meng Zixuan. As long as she entered the top three, she would be able to obtain the 'Phoenix Flame Essence'. But now, she had already missed the opportunity to obtain the 'Phoenix Flame Essence'.

"Mu Yan, what happened just now? You're clearly going to win, but why did you suddenly lose? " A middle-aged man appeared beside Mu Yan like a ghost.

"You're asking me, but who should I ask?"

Mu Yan laughed coldly without thinking, and then looked towards the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye, frowned and said, "If I guessed correctly, the last thing Meng Zixuan used was most likely magic. Magic, could only be performed by the Tian Clan. Furthermore, her magic is not pure enough, from the looks of it, she is a hybrid descendant of our Human Clan and our Tian Clan. "

"Oh?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

"I was really too careless. If I had known where she came from, it would have been

"What method?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but ask.

"Zhong Kang, you need to know." The corner of Mu Yan's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at the middle aged man with a gaze of ridicule.

"You …" The middle-aged man's face instantly became somewhat gloomy.

"..."

"Brother Long, what should we do now?" A young man could not help but ask this from under a shadow.

Tang Long did not make a sound, but his teeth chattered with noise.

Ever since he had joined this "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting," he felt that his luck had never been better, especially this afternoon. First, he was severely injured by Mo Shang, then during his battle with Leng Yinshuang, he was not only once again injured but was also defeated.

On the other hand, Tang Huan's luck was surprisingly good. First, Feng Zhuo retreated without fighting, then, Tang Si took the initiative to admit defeat, easily entering the top three. This meant that in the final battle, regardless of victory or defeat, Tang Huan would be able to obtain at least twenty percent of his "Phoenix Flame Essence".

Such a huge difference almost made Tang Long grind his teeth to pieces.

However, for Tang Long to be able to cultivate to such a state at such a young age, he was not an idiot. Even if he wished to kill Tang Huan and Tang Si quickly, he knew that the situation was not good for him.

Tang Long took a deep breath, then after a moment of thought, he said resolutely: "I'm already injured, it's not appropriate for me to stay in Feng Ming Mountain for long. We should leave immediately."

"Now?" The young man was somewhat surprised.

"Right, now!"

"..."

Moments later, the group quietly left the area under the cover of the night.

At this time, everyone's attention was on Tang Huan and Leng Yinshuang, no one seemed to have noticed their movements.

Once again becoming the focus of attention, Tang Huan's state of mind was rather calm. Two gazes fell on Leng Yinshuang who was only twenty to thirty meters away from him.

At the same time, Leng Yinshuang also looked at Tang Huan.

Their four eyes met, the corners of Leng Yinshuang's lips curled up, and her black and clear eyes seemed to reveal a tinge of provocation. In the next moment, Leng Yinshuang shot up and walked forward gracefully.

Tang Huan laughed, then slowly stood up and walked forward.

Not long later, Tang Huan who was carrying a long blade on his shoulder walked into the martial arena number 1 at the same time as Leng Yinshuang, and stood facing each other.

Seeing that, all the surrounding Martial Warriors were stunned, the time to rest was not over yet, why were Tang Huan and Leng Yinshuang at the martial ground?

Inside the wooden hut, Lei Ming was startled for a moment, and then, he understood what was going on. He looked at the two figures and started laughing loudly: "Since both of you want to quickly decide the victor, then there is no need to delay any further. Tang Huan, Leng Yinshuang, get ready … … "The last round of the martial arts compet.i.tion will now begin …"

"Ha!"

Almost at the same time that Lei Ming spoke, Tang Huan let out a loud shout. The huge musical note rumbled and resonated between heaven and earth like thunder, not only immediately suppressing the surrounding noise, but even the air seemed to tremble violently.

The moment the shout came out, Tang Huan swung the Rainbow Blade that he held in his hand first.

"Hu!"

With an ear-piercing sound, the blade exploded into a cloud of dazzling fiery red light that engulfed everything in its path. In that moment, the extremely berserk Strength Qi roared along with the long blade. Wherever the blade pa.s.sed, it seemed to create a storm, and an abnormally scorching heat spread out crazily, like a stormy sea. In an instant, the area with a radius of a few meters around was covered in heat waves.

Facing the last opponent of the "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting", Tang Huan made the first move!

Furthermore, the moment he made his move, the Rainbow Blade in Tang Huan's hand released an incomparable might, causing all the surrounding Martial Warriors to be dumbstruck.

Was this really his first time using a saber?

Everyone found it hard to believe their own eyes, especially those Martial Warriors who were not optimistic about Tang Huan abandoning his spear and using his blade, their eyeb.a.l.l.s had almost popped out of their sockets.

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