Chapter 137 Three consecutive wins

"Tang Huan, you are still talking and you suddenly take action. You really don't understand any etiquette. You are worthy of being an abandoned son of the Tang family in Nulang City. You are really lacking in education."

"Today, I will teach you how to behave."

The thin young man retreated violently, and the black whip in his hand shook quickly. The several-meter-long whip suddenly stretched straight, as if it had turned into a hard long stick, and he swung it directly at Tang Huan's red flame gun.

Sweep down.

Tang Huan's mind was as calm as water, and he was not at all angry at the slender boy's sarcastic remarks.

The cunning look in the young man's eyes when he spoke made Tang Huan understand that he was not as arrogant and arrogant as his words revealed. The reason why he spoke so annoyingly was just to anger him.

This guy succeeded, and Tang Huan was indeed a little angry.

But this guy doesn't know that if he doesn't have enough strength to guarantee victory and angers his opponent, his ending will become even more tragic.

"Bang!"

An instant later, the long whip as hard as iron hit the head of the gun, making a harsh sound like gold and iron. But at the moment when the sound sounded, the hard long whip braid suddenly became soft without warning.

It fell down, and then quickly circled with the help of the force of the impact, wrapping around the head of the red flame gun in circles.

"Come here, young master!"

The skinny young man couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy in his eyes. While shouting loudly, he stepped back with his right foot and kicked hard on the ground, and his right arm holding the whip also jerked back.

However, the spear was motionless in Tang Huan's hand. A few meters away from the opposite side, Tang Huan had a mocking sneer on his face.

When the thin boy saw this, his expression changed drastically.

In less than half a blink of an eye, the long whip began to waver slightly, and the whip immediately loosened, as if it was about to detach from the head of the spear.

"Do you think my red flame spear can be entangled if it wants, and let go if it wants?"

Tang Huan suddenly snorted coldly, and then the gun body twisted sharply, emitting an extremely exciting tremor, and the fiery red gun head spun rapidly. The whip not only did not break away, but became more and more tightly entangled with the gun head.

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"Come here!"

While making a low drink in his mouth, Tang Huan also twitched hard like a thin young man, using his arm to drive the red flame gun, and the red flame gun moved the long whip.

In an instant, a huge pulling force spread to the head of the whip.

"Oh!"

The young man screamed in surprise, and his thin body was driven by the long whip and flew forward uncontrollably.

He obviously didn't expect that his long whip would be caught by Tang Huan's red flame spear, and he didn't expect that Tang Huan's power would be so strong. He was immediately frightened by this sudden change, and he quickly let go.

Long whip.

But even so, he still staggered forward a few steps before steadying his body.

"laugh!"

Tang Huan swung his spear, and the whip wrapped around the head of the spear fell off to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the red flame spear pierced the void again and went straight to the chest of the thin young man. Terrible heat spread and headed towards him like a stormy wave.

It pressed down and went away, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

"Tang Huan, wait, wait, I was just joking with you." The skinny young man turned pale and walked backwards quickly while waving his hands.

"I'm kidding you now too!"

Tang Huan sneered, but the red flame gun in his hand did not stop at all. In an instant, the distance between him and the thin young man was less than half a meter.

Are you kidding like that?

The skinny young man's face turned pale, and he cursed in his heart. His body suddenly spun rapidly like a top, and he narrowly avoided this terrifying shot. Then he ran desperately towards the outside of the martial arts arena, screaming sharply.

, "Tang Huan, don't do anything, I admit..."

"ah……"

Before the boy could say "lose", he was replaced by a shrill scream. However, Tang Huan's red flame gun swept from behind and struck him directly in the back with lightning speed.

back.

"Bang!" The young man's thin body was suddenly thrown into the air like a defeated enemy. After flying through the air for more than ten meters like a cloud and mist, he landed heavily outside the competition arena. He lay on the ground and vomited blood, unable to get up.

"Road boy!"

As soon as there were screams of exclamation, two young men in their twenties rushed out from the crowd of spectators and helped the thin young man up.

After just briefly investigating the condition of the thin young man, one of the young men in light green robes raised his eyes and glared at Tang Huan, shouting angrily: "Tang Huan, you are too cruel, Lu.

Tong is about to admit defeat, but you still resort to such a heavy blow!"

"I just taught him how to behave."

Tang Huan smiled calmly and returned what Lu Tong said before, "If he was really cruel, he would be a dead body now."

"You...Tang Huan, we are not finished with this matter yet."

"Oh? You are welcome to come to me for revenge!"

"..."

"Number 369, win!" Beside the competition arena, the referee's voice announcing the result immediately shook the void.

…

About an hour and a half later, in Arena No. 12.

"boom!"

A loud noise suddenly erupted. Opposite Tang Huan, the burly man staggered back a few steps as if he was drunk, then sat down on the ground, and the long ax in his hand fell to the ground at the same time.

"You lose!"

Tang Huan smiled slightly and walked quickly. The red flame gun in his hand also drove straight in. The sharp and hot gun head pierced the strong man's throat like lightning, but in the end, it just stopped in front of his neck.

"Number 369, win!"

…

Nearly an hour later, inside the No. 8 Arena.

"call!"

A figure rolled on the ground at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

But every time the figure rolled around, there was a brilliant fiery red light that almost wiped off its clothes and plunged into the ground, which was extremely thrilling.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

After the fiery red stream of light entered the ground, it immediately rose up without any pause, chasing the rolling figure and kept heading forward. But every time it rose and fell, a tyrannical force would come out, exploding large masses of soil.

The sand settled, leaving pits on the ground one after another.

When the figure turned out of the red line, the extreme movement immediately turned into extreme stillness, and this extremely thrilling scene seemed to suddenly freeze.

"Senior is really amazing."

After a while, Tang Huan pulled out the red flame gun that was embedded in the soil for more than a foot, cupped his hands and smiled, with a trace of unconcealable admiration in his eyes.

"Little brother, you are better."

Beyond the red line, the figure lying on the ground also jumped up. It was an old man in green clothes, about sixty years old, with gray beard and hair. His face was gray, his face was miserable, and there was a look of helplessness on his brows.

"Number 369, win!"

At this moment, at the edge of Arena No. 8, the referee's voice immediately echoed in the sky above this area.

So far, Tang Huan has won three rounds in a row today!
Chapter completed!