Weapon Master

"Ah, this guy is finished!"

"I was too careless."

"Isn't it courting death to be distracted at this time?"

"..."

Seeing this scene, many of the nearby Martial Warriors who were paying attention to the competition could not help but cry out.

At such an important moment, not only did he not focus all his attention on his two opponents, but he was distracted by a little girl's shout. Wasn't it obvious to the opponent that he could take advantage of this?

This kind of opportunity was a godsend opportunity to the two Martial Warriors s who had entered the arena first. However, to him, it was a fatal opportunity.

A few soft-hearted people had already subconsciously closed their eyes or turned their heads away. They could not bear to see the miserable ending of the black-clothed youth having his stomach broken.

Gu Fei also closed her beautiful eyes, unceasingly regretful in her heart.

If Tang Huan was a Stage Five Martial Master, then so be it, but he was still a Stage Four Martial Master at most, and he had probably just broken through not too long ago, how could he possibly defend against the sneak attacks of two Stage Five Martial Master? It had to be known that although this "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting" was strict with himself, manslaughter and mishaps had happened on and off. In the first round of the martial arts competition, the number of Martial Warriors who had been killed on the spot or who had died from serious injuries had already reached ten people.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have called him out!

But it was too late to say anything now. Gu Fei tightly pursed her lips and clenched her two small fists.

"Aiya, my little sister!"

In the resting area on the right, Gu Ying, who had just won, had a drastic change in expression as he clutched his forehead and sighed. By the side, Tang Si squinted his eyes and frowned.

Not far away, the corner of Tang Long's lips curled up into a faint mocking smile.

At the entrance of the Phoenix Spirit Valley, when Lei Ming and Du Xi saw this, they were first shocked, but then they started laughing. Lei Ming was a little worried, but Du Xi completely relaxed. If that person was really Ye Ze, such a sneak attack would not be able to do anything to him.

In the # 1 arena.

"Hu!"

Under the gazes of many onlookers, the moment Tang Huan turned his head around, he actually moved sideways one meter to avoid the black spear and the pair of sharp green hooks that were just inches away from him. Then, the Crimson Flame Spear on his shoulder suddenly leaped up and brazenly smashed towards the spear.

The expressions of the middle-aged man and young man changed, and their smiles suddenly froze on their faces.

While his opponent was distracted, the two of them attacked together. They originally thought that they could easily kill their opponent, but before they could do anything, the black-clothed youth in front of them flashed and escaped from their attack range like a ghost.

His opponent had clearly never left his line of sight, but he clearly saw how his opponent dodged it.

Not only was the young man extremely shocked, his face immediately became incomparably gloomy. His opponent's counterattack had come so quickly, and right now was the moment his spear had reached its end. He had used up all his energy, and had yet to use any more.

"Ah!"

The young man did not even have time to retract his spear, as the Fire Red Long Spear landed heavily on the pike, the ear-piercing sound of metal colliding with metal shook heaven and earth.

At this moment, the young man felt as if the weapon in his hands had been struck by a huge hammer, and a terrifying force spread. First, it was a sharp pain in his palms, and then, his arms went numb, as if they had completely lost all feeling, as if his arms no longer belonged to him.

"BOOM!" In an instant, the black lance dropped from his hand without any suspense.

"You … "Ah …"

The young man couldn't help but exclaim. However, before he could finish his sentence, his voice abruptly stopped, replaced by an exclamation.

After Tang Huan knocked down his black lance, he took a quick step forward, causing the slightly bounced Crimson Flame Spear to shake violently a few times like a snake, before it swept out with lightning speed. Furthermore, his speed was so fast that he had no time to dodge at all. In an instant, the spear shaft landed on his waist.

"Bam!"

The young man cried out in pain. He arched his body and flew out like a shrimp. He landed more than ten meters away as he twitched and couldn't get up.

Looking at this scene, the middle-aged man was flabbergasted. He was stunned like a wooden chicken, the two hooks in his hands even maintained their stance, they did not even use their battle skills, and just casually swept away a Stage Five Martial Master? This … Was this another expert at the peak of the fifth step?

"Chi!"

A sharp cry woke the middle-aged man up, and he immediately felt a wave of threatening warmth. In his eyes, a red light was rapidly expanding; it was the tip of his opponent's spear, and it was extremely sharp, as if it could pierce through any obstacle.

The middle-aged man was indescribably terrified. His entire body felt a chill as he brandished the two hooks in his hands at the tip of the fiery red spear with lightning speed.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Two ear-piercing screeches sounded at the same time.

He clenched his teeth and glared as his face was drenched in sweat. His face was so red that it seemed as if he was trying his best to control his strength, but in the end, the fiery red spear tip was still stuck in the air by the two hooks in his hands.

However, before the middle-aged man could heave a sigh of relief, a "weng" sound rang out.

The fiery-red spear bent and bounced, and the middle-aged man could feel a terrifying force coming from the two hooks, as if he wanted to send the weapon in his hands flying away. The middle-aged man firmly held onto the pair of hooks and was immediately picked up by the other party. He flew away from the martial arena as if he was riding on a cloud.

"Plop!" After heavily crashing outside the red line, the middle-aged man's body was motionless, as if he had completely fainted.

"Alright!"

However, at this time, almost no one paid attention to the condition of the middle-aged man, and after a short period of silence, an earth-shattering round of cheers exploded out from the crowd of Martial Warriors who were watching the battle.

Gu Fei was startled by the loud noise, he opened his eyes uncontrollably and looked, to see that inside the competition grounds, Tang Huan was leaning on his spear, in high spirits, and his two opponents were lying on the ground.

He … He actually won? Isn't he Stage Four Martial Master?

Gu Fei didn't dare believe it and couldn't help but to rub his eyes. But the scene in front of him was still the same. Only now did Gu Fei believe that everything he had seen was true, and without bothering to find out how Tang Huan had won, he jumped in excitement and cried out in joy, "Ye Ze —"

Tang Huan seemed to have heard the voice and looked over, laughing mischievously.

Gu Fei blushed slightly. Only now did she realize that her face was drenched in tears, and immediately pretended not to notice Tang Huan's gaze as she secretly wiped the tears away.

As the surrounding people cheered, their eyes were filled with an unconcealable look of surprise.

They had originally thought that even if the youth in black didn't die, he would at least be heavily injured, after all, the situation at that time was truly too dangerous. They hadn't thought that in the blink of an eye, the situation would be completely reversed.

One smash, one sweep, one stab, one stab …

He hadn't used any offensive skills, only four very simple movements, yet they displayed extraordinary power and achieved astonishing effects.