Weapon Master Chapter 144

Chapter 144 Confrontation
Feng Zhuo remained silent, but his aura was still as sharp as a sword.
On the other side, the blue light that exploded out from the rod in Tang Long's hand fluctuated between strong and weak, and his aura suddenly weakened. His complexion was also unsettled, showing how conflicted he was in his heart.
He came to participate in this "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting" precisely for the first prize, a large number of "Phoenix Flame Essence".
Two days of hard work were about to end and the Phoenix Flame Essence was already close by. He only needed to win a few more rounds to obtain the final victory, how could he be willing to give up now?
"Feng Zhuo, I'll give this opponent to you!"
After a split-second, Tang Long took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the burning anger in his chest. He then lifted his rod, gritted his teeth, and walked out of the martial arena in large strides. This fellow called Feng Zhuo was truly tiresome.
At the sixth martial arts arena, Tang Si chose Peng Wang, Feng Zhuo chose Tang Huan, Mu Yan chose Lu Lushui, Gu Ying chose Leng Yinshuang. Right now, there was only Mo Shang at the fourth martial arena and Meng Zixuan at the fifth martial arena.
Tang Long's footsteps paused, and then he walked into the fourth stage of the competition.
He had also watched Mo Shang and Meng Zixuan make their moves. From what he could tell, Meng Zixuan might look young, but her strength was most likely above Mo Shang's.
"This round's martial competition, Meng Zixuan will directly enter the next round."
Lei Ming swept a glance at Tang Long, and immediately shouted out loud. "As for the other ten friends, please make your preparations. "Begin!"
With that said, the five arenas fell silent for a moment, and then the Martial Warriors s in four of the arenas started to attack each other.
Outside the martial arts arena, the crowd was already in an uproar.
Tens of thousands of gazes were gathered on the five groups of powerful Stage Five Martial Master. However, the ones that attracted the most attention were undoubtedly Tang Huan and Feng Zhuo, who were standing in the second round.
Since the beginning of the Martial Competition, no matter who his opponent was, Feng Zhuo had always been victorious with a single sword strike.
His strength was so strong that one could imagine it. Many people secretly guessed that even an ordinary Stage Six Martial Master would not necessarily be able to withstand the full force of Feng Zhuo's sword attack.
Tang Huan was extremely talented, and in the previous battle, the power he had displayed was also extremely powerful. Especially his spear skill, which had already reached the acme of perfection, to the point that even an expert at the peak of the fifth step like Hong Tao had died under his spear.

If Tang Huan's weapon was not damaged, with his strength, it would not be difficult for him to receive a blow from Feng Zhuo.
Even after his long spear was destroyed, Tang Huan had found another spear instead of using a blade. He still had a huge chance of winning, but now … It was hard to say!
However, even though a large majority of Martial Warriors felt that Tang Huan's chances of winning were slim, there was still a small portion of Martial Warriors that hoped for a miracle to happen. After all, whether it was inside or outside the "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting," the number of miracles that appeared on Tang Huan's body was already more than enough.
Under everyone's gazes, Tang Huan and Feng Zhuo remained unmoved within the second stage, but the atmosphere in that small region had become unusually heavy.
Feng Zhuo remained expressionless as he held the hilt of his sword.
The Martial Warriors in front of him changed from Tang Long to Tang Huan, but the aura around his body continued to rise, as though a peerless treasure sword was releasing a bright light.
Tang Huan's expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with seriousness.
This Feng Zhuo was definitely the strongest opponent he had encountered in the "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting." His strength was probably above Hong Tao.
Tang Huan did not attack first.
This person had always been victorious with a single move. This meant that he was extremely adept at finding flaws in his opponents. Although Tang Huan had been practicing the Rainbow Splitting Blade for a while, he was definitely not as proficient as the Crimson Flame Spear. If he were to attack first, he would definitely reveal a flaw, allowing the other party to take advantage of this.
Of course, although Tang Huan hadn't acted, he still hadn't done anything.
The Genuine Qi that contained the power of the True Fire had long ago been revolving to the extreme. The long blade burst out with an incomparably bright red light, and from afar, it looked like a giant red-hot iron. Waves of terrifying heat spread out from the blade, and even the space around the long blade seemed to be scorched and distorted by the astonishing heat.
Tang Huan's eyes were not only focused on the figure in front of him, they were also closely observing any minute changes that occurred to his body. His legs were also well-prepared to use the "Eight Flashes of the Phoenix" technique.

Once Feng Zhuo took action, his attack would definitely be as fast as lightning and as powerful as a thunderbolt.
Although he had only condensed two levels of Spiritual Wheel for a short period of time, he was extremely strong, and his speed was fast. Outside of this Feng Ming Valley, there were probably not many Martial Master at the peak of the fifth step that could compare to him.
The most important thing was that Tang Huan's senses were sharp, his observation skills were not inferior to a normal Stage Six Martial Master.
To deal with an opponent like Feng Zhuo, the most important thing was to judge the time when he would attack. As long as no mistakes were made on this point, Tang Huan believed that he would be in an invincible position.
"Victory in one strike …" I want to see just how powerful your sword attack is! "
Tang Huan's body was like a boulder, standing firmly and not moving at all. The hands that held the Rainbow Saber seemed to be fixed in the air, without the slightest tremor.
Feng Zhuo also did not make any movements from opposite him, but Tang Huan had already smelled the scent of extreme danger several times. This kind of feeling made Tang Huan's blood boil, and every nerve and cell in his body seemed to jump.
Time passed bit by bit. The battles in the surrounding martial arts arena had become more and more intense. The victor of the first round was about to be decided.
"Damn it, what are Tang Huan and Feng Zhuo doing? Why aren't they taking action?"
"Aren't you tired of just standing there?"
"I understand. They are all looking for each other's flaws."
"Find flaws?" If he hadn't found a flaw, then why wouldn't he make a move? I was still hoping to see the results of Martial Competition's match. "
"Tang Huan abandoning the spear and using the blade is the biggest flaw, do we still need to find it?"
"..."
Many Martial Warriors s who were paying attention to Arena Number Two gradually became impatient. Only a few people who had good eyesight secretly broke out in a cold sweat in their hearts. Looking at Feng Zhuo and Tang Huan's situation, it didn't matter if they didn't help, but if they did, it would still be shocking, and the outcome would be clear.
"It moved! It moved! "
Not long after, in Stage Number 1, Tang Si finally defeated Peng Wang. Right at this moment, a few sharp-eyed people noticed that there was movement in Stage Number 2 and shouted excitedly. Everyone stared at them without blinking, trying to catch their long-accumulated attack.
However, the next moment, everyone was stunned.