Chapter 138 Gathering of Experts

At the end of the fourth round of the martial arts competition, 108 people were supposed to have won and participated in the next fifth round of martial arts competition. However, several battles were too fierce. As a result, both parties were seriously injured and retired. Although a few people won

, but was unable to continue, and finally gave up with regret.

In the end, only a hundred people participated in the fifth round of martial arts competition.

After the fifth round, some seriously injured warriors also withdrew, so that only forty-six people participated in the sixth round.

Forty-six people were divided into twenty-three groups to capture and kill each other.

When Tang Huan defeated the old man in green, several groups nearby had already decided the winner. However, some of them had extremely fierce battles. It is estimated that when this round of martial arts competition is completely over, there will be about 20 people who will continue to participate.

The battle is already very good.

"This Tang Huan must be very lucky. The opponents he encountered in three consecutive rounds were not very strong."

"The opponent Tang Huan met in the fourth round was indeed not very good, but the opponents in the fifth and sixth rounds were quite powerful, especially the old man in the sixth round. He was definitely a master at the peak of the fifth level. Tang Huan

It’s really not easy to win this game.”

"Really? Why do I feel like Tang Huan is so relaxed?"

"..."

"After this round of martial arts competition, the remaining ones are the most powerful fifth-level martial artists. The next seventh round will definitely be even more exciting."

"Fengming Mountain really came to the right place this time. Although I was eliminated in the first round, I gained a lot from watching so many battles between fifth-level masters. Especially that Tang Huan, he was eliminated in all three rounds.

He didn't use any combat skills, but the gun seemed to come alive in his hands, tsk tsk."

"Generally speaking, those who have such means must have been immersed in the art of gunmanship for more than ten years, or even decades, but Tang Huan is so young. It is said that he was an ordinary person who had not cultivated Zhenqi before.

If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe it was true.”

"..."

Tang Huan had sat down cross-legged in the rest area on the right. The noisy sounds continued to penetrate his ears, but he remained unmoved at all. After his eyes quickly scanned the dozens of martial arts arenas where the battle was still going on, he

He slowly closed his eyes, motionless like a sculpture.

In the battle with the old man in green just now, although he looked quite relaxed, he had already consumed a lot of his energy.

He must restore himself to peak condition before the start of the seventh round. Fortunately, the "Pure Yang Pill Pearl" in the refining dantian can restore the true energy as quickly as possible.

"Everyone, one hour is up and the seventh round is about to begin. Please come here quickly!" Suddenly, a thunderous and earth-shaking shout echoed outside Fengling Valley, which also pulled Tang Huan from his cultivation.

Wake up with a start.

“It starts so soon!”

Tang Huan's eyes flashed slightly and he stood up.

At this time, the true energy in his Dantian and nine spiritual veins had long been restored. In the blink of an eye, the powerful true energy rushed back and forth like a wave, full of energy.

After a while, many figures gathered in front of the wooden shed.

Tang Huan counted him briefly and found that there were twenty-one, including his two friends Gu Ying and Tang Si, Tang Long and Hong Tao who regarded him as an enemy, and Gao Ling, Mo Shang and Meng who could name him.

Zixuan and the others, as well as the other warriors, and Tang Huan had more or less watched their previous battles, and all of them were masters.

Among them, what caught Tang Huan's attention the most was a man in black who almost always had an expressionless face, and a beautiful woman in a red dress.

The swordsmanship of the man in black was extremely cunning and strange, making it hard to guard against.

As far as Tang Huan knows, so far, no one seems to be able to take his second sword. Even the most powerful fifth-level master, he has won with just one sword. Unfortunately, let alone

Tang Huan, not even anyone around him knows his name.

The woman in the red dress has a charming face and enchanting figure. She raises her hands and feet, and her whole body exudes a charming atmosphere. Every time she frowns and smiles, there is an intoxicating charm between her eyebrows that turns all living beings upside down. Among the warriors watching the battle around, many people were attracted by her.

I was fascinated and fell in love endlessly.

According to the information Tang Huan captured from everyone's words, the woman in the red dress should be named Muyan.

In direct proportion to her charming appearance, is her astonishing strength.

After the three rounds today, she solved the battle very quickly, but she was not injured yet. From the beginning to the end, she was extremely relaxed.

"Everyone, there are twenty-one people participating in this round of martial arts competition, so one person is bound to have a bye."

Lei Ming swept his eyes across the crowd and said with a smile, "Now, I invite you all to come over and draw lots. There are twenty-one paper balls in total, one of them is blank, and among the other twenty paper balls,

There are ten pairs of the same numbers written on them. Those who draw the same numbers will become each other's opponents in this round of martial arts competition, while the friends who draw blank paper balls can directly participate in the eighth round of martial arts competition below."

After hearing Lei Ming's words, everyone couldn't help but look at each other and exchanged glances with each other.

Many warriors, especially those who were injured in the previous round of martial arts competition, couldn't help but reveal a look of expectation in their eyes when they heard Lei Ming's words.

If you get a bye in this round, you can get more rest time than other warriors, which will be a huge advantage in the eighth round of competition.

It's a pity that only one out of twenty-one people can enjoy such benefits.

But I don’t know who will be the lucky one?

"Everyone, let's start. The one with the smallest number on the number plate comes first."

As soon as Lei Ming finished speaking, a burly man in his thirties ran forward excitedly and quickly pulled out a paper ball from the wooden box. He couldn't wait to unfold it and took a look at it. The strong man was quite annoyed.

He slapped the back of his head and shouted depressedly: "Thirteen!"

The second person who came forward was a young woman wearing a white dress, with a curvy body but an extremely ordinary face.

She was not as eager as the strong man in front of her. She slowly took out the ball of paper and took a look. A faint smile appeared on her face: "Thirteen!"

"Are we two rivals?" The burly man's eyes suddenly widened.

"Didn't look at it."

The woman smiled slightly and stopped saying anything, but the strong man next to her could not help but change her face, as if she was extremely afraid of the woman in the white dress.

After seeing the lottery results, everyone around them looked a little weird.

In the first two draws, a group of opponents was actually determined. I don't know whether this sign is good or bad. While everyone was thinking wildly, Tang Huan was the third one to walk to the front of the wooden shed, and then took a breath.

, the right hand has been put into the wooden box.

"Four!"

After a while, Tang Huan unfolded the ball of paper and read the numbers inside.

Before drawing lots, Tang Huan didn't have much expectations in his heart. He didn't draw a blank ball of paper, so he naturally didn't feel disappointed.
Chapter completed!