147: C147 Final battle!

C147 Final battle!

After returning to the resting area and sitting down, Meng Zixuan suddenly covered her lips. Tang Huan faintly discovered that there seemed to be blood flowing from her palms.

Upon seeing this, Mo Shang and Gongsheng Pao immediately went over to surround them.

Tang Huan immediately understood that the damage that Mu Yan's attack had dealt to Meng Zixuan was actually more severe than what he had expected. Not too long after, Mo Shang placed a pill into Meng Zixuan's mouth, while Gong Zhui stood up and quickly walked towards the wooden shed.

After conversing with Lei Ming for a bit, he quickly returned. Lei Ming then walked out of the wooden shed and shouted, "Everyone, Meng Zixuan has just decided to withdraw for the next round!"

"What?" Meng Zixuan wants to withdraw? "

"I really didn't think that she would be injured so badly by Mu Yan?"

"The ones who entered the top three are Tang Huan, Leng Yin Shuang and Meng Zixuan. Now that Meng Zixuan has withdrawn, doesn't that mean that the one in first will be either Tang Huan or Leng Yin Shuang?"

"?"

It was like a stone that gave rise to a thousand ripples.

As soon as Lei Ming finished speaking, cries of alarm rose from the surroundings. It was only at this moment that even more Martial Warrior realized that Meng Zixuan's situation was not looking good.

"So, the final battle of Fengling Martial Assembly will take place between Tang Huan and Leng Yin Shuang, and this time, the first and second place of Martial Competition will also be decided by their competition, while Meng Zixuan is the third place of Martial Competition, so she can obtain ten percent of the 'Phoenix Flame Marrow'!"

Lei Ming's loud voice resonated once again.

When the surrounding Martial Warrior heard this, their gazes towards Meng Zixuan became somewhat fervent. Ten percent of the "Phoenix Flame Marrow" was enough to forge a weapon.

To reap such benefits, even if he was injured, it would still be worth it.

"Damn it!"

At the edge of the crowd dozens of meters away, Mu Yan's face was ashen, filled with anger.

He originally thought that victory was already in his grasp, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, he would be turned over by Meng Zixuan. As long as she entered the top three, she would be able to obtain the 'Phoenix Flame Marrow'. But now, she had already missed the opportunity to obtain the 'Phoenix Flame Marrow'.

"Mu Yan, what happened just now? You're clearly going to win, but why did you suddenly lose? " A middle-aged man appeared beside Mu Yan like a ghost.

"You're asking me, but who should I ask?"

Mu Yan laughed coldly without thinking, and then looked towards the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye, frowned and said, "If I guessed correctly, the last thing Meng Zixuan used was most likely magic. Magic could only be displayed by the people with the Celestial Clan of the Holy Spirit Continent. Moreover, her magic is not pure enough. From the looks of it, she is a hybrid descendant of us from the human race and Celestial Clan. "

"Oh?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

"I was really too careless. If I had known where she came from, it would have been impossible for me to fail at the final moment." Mu Yan squinted, then gritted her teeth and said, "However, even if I can't enter the top three, I still have a way to get the 'Phoenix Flame Marrow'. Let's wait and see."

"What method?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but ask.

"Zhong Kang, you need to know." The corner of Mu Yan's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at the middle aged man with a gaze of ridicule.

"You!" The middle-aged man's expression instantly became somewhat gloomy.

"?"

"Brother Long, what should we do now?" A young man could not help but ask this from under a shadow.

Tang Long did not make a sound, but his teeth chattered with noise.

Ever since he had participated in this "Fengling Martial Assembly," he felt that his luck had never been better, especially this afternoon. First, he had been severely injured by Mo Shang, and then, during his battle with Leng Yin, he had not only been injured once more, but he had also been defeated.

On the other hand, Tang Huan was surprisingly lucky. First, Feng Zhuo retreated without fighting, and then, Tang Si took the initiative to admit defeat, easily entering the top three. This meant that in the final battle, regardless of victory or defeat, Tang Huan would be able to obtain at least twenty percent of his "Phoenix Flame Marrow".

Such a huge difference almost made Tang Long grind his teeth to pieces.1

However, for Tang Long to be able to cultivate to such a state at such a young age, he was not an idiot. Even if he wished to kill Tang Huan and Tang Si quickly, he knew that the situation was not good for him.

Tang Long took a deep breath, then after a moment of thought, he said resolutely, "I'm already injured, it's not appropriate for me to stay in the Phoenix Mountain for long. We should leave immediately."

"Now?" The young man was somewhat surprised.

"Right, now!"

"?"

Moments later, the group quietly left the area under the cover of the night.

At this time, everyone was completely focused on Tang Huan and Leng Yin Shuang, no one seemed to have noticed their movements.

Once again becoming the focus of everyone's attention, Tang Huan's state of mind was rather calm. Two gazes fell on Leng Yin Shuang who was only twenty to thirty meters away from him.

At the same time, Leng Yin also looked at Tang Huan.

As their four eyes met, the corner of Leng Yin's frosted lips curled up and her black and clear eyes seemed to reveal a little bit of provocation. In the next moment, Leng Yin Shuang stood up and walked forward gracefully.

Tang Huan laughed, then slowly stood up and walked forward.

After a while, Tang Huan who was carrying the long blade on his shoulder and Leng Yin Shuang stepped into the first round almost at the same time, standing opposite of each other.

Seeing that, all the surrounding Martial Warrior were stunned, the time for rest was not over yet, why were Tang Huan and Leng Yin in the martial arena?

Inside the wooden hut, Lei Ming was startled at first, but after a moment, he understood what was going on, and laughed out loud while looking at the two figures: "Since both of you want to quickly determine the victor, then there is no need to delay any further, Tang Huan, Leng Yin Shuang, get ready for the last round, we will begin now ?"

"Ha!"

Almost at the same time that Lei Ming spoke, Tang Huan let out a loud shout. The huge musical note rumbled and resonated between heaven and earth like thunder, not only immediately suppressing the surrounding noise, but even the air seemed to tremble violently.

The moment the shout came out, Tang Huan swung the Rainbow Blade that he held in his hand first.

"Hu!"

With an ear-piercing sound, the blade exploded into a cloud of dazzling fiery red light that engulfed everything in its path. In that moment, the extremely berserk Stong Qi roared out along with the long blade's movements. Wherever the blade passed, it seemed like a hurricane, and an abnormally scorching heat spread out crazily, like a stormy sea. In an instant, the area with a radius of a few meters around was covered in heat waves.

Facing the last opponent of "Fengling Martial Assembly", Tang Huan made the first move!

Furthermore, the moment he made his move, the Rainbow Blade in Tang Huan's hand released an incomparable might, causing all the surrounding Martial Warrior to be dumbstruck.

Was this really his first time using a saber?

Everyone found it hard to believe their own eyes, especially those Martial Warrior who were not optimistic about Tang Huan abandoning his spear and using his blade, their eyeballs had almost popped out of their sockets.

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