144: C144 Win without a fight

C144 Win without a fight

In the second stage of the competition, Feng Zhuo's right hand moved and the long sword was unsheathed slightly, but following that, the long sword returned to the sword sheath and he took a step back.

Not long later, the sword was drawn and sheathed once more ?

In just a few breaths of time, the longsword in Feng Zhuo's hand had already been unsheathed three times, and put back into its sheath three times. With every step he took back, his sharp and unparalleled imposing manner would be greatly weakened. After three steps, his imposing manner was completely gone, as if he was an ordinary person.

Seeing this scene, everyone was confused.

What was Feng Zhuo doing?

But, before anyone could understand what Feng Zhuo was trying to do, in the arena, Feng Zhuo took a deep breath and looked at Tang Huan, then said: "I've lost!"

These three words weren't very loud, but to the surrounding people, they sounded like a thunderclap in a clear sky.

I lost?

Feng Zhuo actually lost without fighting, and directly admitted defeat?

After waiting for such a long time, this short period of silence caused the surrounding crowd to burst into an uproar.

"What's going on? Feng Zhuo actually admitted defeat? "

"He didn't even use a single sword attack and said he lost. Fuck, is he teasing us?"

"I thought this battle would be very exciting, but I didn't expect it to end like this. What a waste of my time."

"Could it be that Feng Zhuo and Tang Huan are acquainted to begin with? So you intentionally admitted defeat? "

"?"

In an instant, voices of doubt, exclamations, and curses resounded outside the Fengling Valley.

"Thanks!"

In the competition grounds, Tang Huan cupped his hands and laughed, the long blade in his hand moved, and placed it on his shoulder. The brilliant red light disappeared, and the heat also quickly dissipated.

"The next time we meet, we'll fight again." Feng Zhuo slowly said.

"Definitely."

Tang Huan slightly nodded, and said with a smile.

Hearing that, Feng Zhuo nodded his head, then walked out of the competition grounds, he did not enter the resting area, but instead directly walked towards the forest in the distance.

Tang Huan looked at Feng Zhuo's back, and a hint of praise flashed past his eyes.

This Feng Zhuo, was an extremely pure person. His purpose for coming to participate in this Fengling Martial Assembly should be to spar with others.

This point was extremely similar to the public loss love, the two of them were very aggressive, but their personalities were completely different. The public loss love was simple and honest, the temper of the people was flustered and impatient, whereas Feng Zhuo was extremely calm and collected, his willpower extremely strong, but they were both extremely persistent in battle.

Regardless of whether it was the public loss, love, or Feng Zhuo, it was best for them to be friends, not opponents.

With a quick thought, Tang Huan smiled and walked out of the competition grounds.

"Tang Huan wins!"

It was only when Tang Huan had stepped across the red line that the referees outside the stage woke up from their dreams and hurriedly announced the outcome of the battle. Yet, thick doubt still remained in their eyes.

It was obvious that he did not understand the result of Tang Huan's fight with Feng Zhuo.

"Tang Huan actually won?"0

Beneath the wooden shed, Lei Ming took a deep breath, regained his senses, and found it hard to believe his eyes.

In this battle, he was actually not optimistic about Tang Huan's win. Tang Huan's spear was destroyed, but he had changed his blade. The disadvantage was obvious, against an expert like Feng Zhuo, the odds of victory was very slim. However, they never expected that Tang Huan would defeat Feng Zhuo in such an unimaginable way, and give everyone a huge surprise.

"Tang Huan is indeed a rare genius of the Martial Arts, especially Tang Huan, he actually forced Feng Zhuo to retreat without fighting." The purple-clothed woman said in a low voice, and her eyes held a trace of unconcealable laughter. "Tang Huan, Du Xi has already been responsible for the investigation. Lei Ming, do you know where that Feng Zhuo came from? "

"For the time being, I don't know."

"After Martial Competition finishes, check out his sword skills."

"Yes, Miss!"

"?"

"What the hell are they doing?"

His eyes looked at Tang Huan who was walking towards him, and then glanced at Feng Zhuo who was already tens of metres away, and shouted with great suspicion, "The two of you did not even use a single move, and have already decided the victor. Do you think we are all idiots?"

Meng Zixuan could not help but roll her eyes at. "You think that Tang Huan and Feng Zhuo are so relaxed? In that short moment, they did not do anything, but it was even more tiring than doing anything. "

"Impossible, right?" "If that's the case, then why didn't they make a move?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't!" The corner of Meng Zixuan's lips curled up into a faint smile as she explained, "Haven't you seen Feng Zhuo use his sword three times, and in the end, give up halfway?"

"Feng Zhuo's sword technique is very special, he only has one move."

Generally speaking, such a method only involves heavy attacks and not heavy defenses. When you attack, you must advance with all your might. If you cannot defeat your opponent with a single move, you will be in danger. "After trying three times in a row, he realized that he wasn't confident enough to defeat Tang Huan with a single sword strike. Thus, he kept putting his sword back into its sheath.

"Every time he sheathed his sword, he would retreat. He did so to increase the distance between them and to prevent Tang Huan from chasing after him."

"After consecutively taking three steps back, his aura had completely weakened, but Tang Huan's aura was like a rainbow in the sky. In that situation, he can only admit defeat, or else, Tang Huan would have to come over. If he were to force himself to use his sword, the final result would be worse than the opponents he would be able to defeat earlier. "

"I see."

If it was the previous Tang Huan, he would have been able to force Feng Zhuo to admit defeat. However, Tang Huan's weapon is now broken, his spear is now discarded, and his blade is used. Does he still have such power, to the point where even Feng Zhuo doesn't feel that he has absolute confidence in winning?

"Who told you that if you change your weapon, your strength will weaken?" Meng Zixuan said snappily.

"Isn't that obvious?" "If he used a knife better than a spear, why did he use Hong Tao's weapon for such a long time just now? And at the beginning, he was obviously very unfamiliar with it, only gradually becoming more proficient later on."

"?" Meng Zixuan's anger was stifled, and confusion flickered deep within her beautiful eyes.

"Tang Huan this guy, I really can't see through him, even Feng Zhuo doesn't dare to attack him, at least I lost in the first round, don't worry about running into him." Dozens of meters away, Gao Ling, who had nearly scared himself out of his wits, finally came to his senses as he muttered to himself.

"This brat Tang Huan, will he rush all the way to the very end, and become the first place for this year's' Fengling Martial Assembly '?" Tang Si who had just won could not help but exclaim in admiration.

"It really is possible."

Gu Fei said while beaming, but Tang Si couldn't help but frown. If the champion of the "Artifact Forging Competition" and the first name of "Fengling Martial Assembly" were to really do this, his reputation would definitely spread throughout the world once again. To him, this might not even be a good thing.

I didn't want to say too much about it, in case a lot of my friends said that the author had been updated so little, that much nonsense, and that no one would believe me if I said it. But now, I have to say that the updating times are usually around twelve o'clock and six o'clock in the afternoon, and when people come in at these two times, they usually see new chapters, and finally, thank you all for your support.

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