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It was a deep night outside the Phoenix Spirit Valley and the fire outside the Phoenix Spirit Valley continued to soar into the sky. The wide grounds, however, gradually quietened down and numerous tents of various sizes and sizes appeared one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

"I wonder how is Xiao Budian doing?"

Inside the tent, Tang Huan sat cross-legged on the ground, suddenly missing the little fellow.

Outside of Phoenix Spirit Valley, there were many Martial Warriors s and even more so, there were many Stage Six Martial Master s and Stage Seven Martial Master s. As a result, when Tang Huan rushed over, he left Xiao Budian and the box containing all the "Phoenix Stones" and "Phoenix Feather" inside the pile of rocks outside the Phoenix Nest.

During the day, when he was participating in the Martial Competition s, Tang Huan didn't really feel it much. Now that he had calmed down and didn't hear the familiar babbling sound of Xiao Budian, Tang Huan, who was used to Xiao Budian's existence, felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Tang Huan really wanted to go over and take a look at the situation right now, but in the end, he managed to suppress his strong urge.

At this moment, although it was quiet outside the Phoenix Spirit Valley, Tang Huan knew clearly that there were many people staring at the tent he was in.

As long as there was the slightest movement, it would immediately attract the attention of the Martial Warriors s.

Moreover, this was still Gu Ying's tent. Inside the tent, not only was he there, there was also Gu Ying, Tang Si and Gu Fei.

"I can only wait until tomorrow when the Martial Competition ends."

Tang Huan sighed inwardly.

After a day of intense fighting, there were still more than two hundred people left in the "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting" that had come out of the three rounds. After a few more rounds tomorrow, they would be able to decide on the final victor.

Tang Huan could completely imagine that tomorrow's battle would definitely be even more intense, to the point of it becoming more tragic.

The Martial Warriors participating in this "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting" could be said to be hiding their strength. From what Tang Huan had observed today, out of the two hundred plus people, many were actually concealing their true strength.

Even the two people he was familiar with, Gu Ying and Tang Si, held back when fighting with each other. It was obvious that they planned to use their killing techniques when they met an opponent that would catch them off guard.

Tomorrow at Martial Competition, there will be a gathering of experts.

Tang Huan was not completely confident that he would obtain the final victory, but he would definitely give it his all. Even if one didn't get first place, being able to get into the top three, or even the top ten, wouldn't be too bad.

Thinking of this, Tang Huan could not help but rejoice.

If he had not accidentally entered the "Phoenix Nest" before the "Phoenix Spirit Martial Meeting" began and obtained the "Flamewing Phoenix King" …

He had hidden many treasures within his bag, and he had even found the Triple Layered Phoenixes, an extremely mysterious movement technique. It was not certain that he would be able to defeat the innate love and love of that innate divine strength.

Even if he won by a fluke, it would probably be a miserable victory. Whether or not he could continue participating in tomorrow's Martial Competition s, it was still unknown, how could he be as relaxed as he was now.

While he was thinking, Tang Huan's mind gradually calmed down and he began to circulate the "Art of Universal Truth". Inside the Dantian, the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and the two stages of Spiritual Wheel were quickly circulating and the "Pure Yang Pellet" was being refined bit by bit.

Time flew, unknowingly, the sky had already turned white, the area outside of the Phoenix Spirit Valley woke up from its slumber, and started to get lively, there were constantly Martial Warriors leaving the tents to train their techniques, after you finish singing, the cheers came one after another.

At dawn, the wooden hut at the entrance of the valley was once again filled with figures. Star Ocean Commerce Elder Lei Ming and the mysterious purple-clothed woman had also appeared in the hut at the same time.

Tens of thousands of observing Martial Warriors also gathered outside the thirty-two martial arena one after another.

"Among the three of us, I was already pushed out of the picture by that cunning and despicable bastard Tang Huan, Mo Shang … There's definitely no hope. Zi Xuan, we'll have to depend on you next. You cannot lose again, if you lose, then we'll all be annihilated. "

At the side of Arena Number Four, Gong Luoshen was squatting on the ground, looking at the place where he was sad. At the same time, he was earnestly talking to the flirtatious Meng Zixuan beside him.

At this time, his face was pale. He looked depressed and dejected. There was no longer any trace of yesterday's spirit between his brows.

"It's really funny how much love you have as a public loser. You're so stupid, yet you're blaming others for being too smart. No wonder Tang Huan said that you're childish, he wasn't wrong at all." Hearing this remark, Mo Shang could not help but sneer.

"Mo Shang, what did you say?" "Mo Shang!" Gong Luojiao was furious, jumping up, his two eyes staring fiercely at Mo Shang, spittle spraying all over his face.

"I said you're stupid!" Mo Shang curled his lips in ridicule.

"You … "This is so infuriating …"

"You're courting death!" Pang Zi was furious. He raised his huge fist and punched towards Mo Shang's head.

Mo Shang did not dodge, but looked at him mockingly. In the end, this punch of Gong Zhui's still stopped right in front of Mo Shang's nose, and did not go down.

Staring blankly at Mo Shang for a moment, Gong Luoye suddenly lowered his fist, "You're right, I was too stupid. If I lose, I lose. What's the big deal, if I lose this time, I can win it back. If I lose, I can't stop feeling sorry for myself. At the end, he laughed out loud in love.

"You've finally learned to be smart." Mo Shang smiled.

"However, what I said before wasn't wrong at all. The following Martial Competition can only rely on Zi Xuan. As for you, being able to enter the top hundred, you are under the protection of the heavens." The male official gave a disdainful glance at the flexible sword hanging from Mo Shang's waist, before waving his hand, "Alright, I'll take my leave first."

"Where are you going?" Mo Shang felt stifled, but he could not help but ask.

"My strength isn't strong enough, and my body isn't strong enough either. I can't withstand the backlash caused by the retraction of my body multiple times. I have to think carefully how I can improve my strength and body." He left with a hearty laugh.

"You have lost a lot of love, why aren't you stupid?"

Mo Shang was stunned, it was only until the loss of Gong Dian's figure that he realized what had happened, but he was so angry that he couldn't help but scold. He thought that after fighting with Tang Huan, he would be able to understand that he had made a mistake in his cultivation, and thus started to level up his Genuine Qi and sharpen his battle skills.

"Puchi!" Meng Zixuan, who had been silent at the side, suddenly covered her red lips and laughed coquettishly.

"Zi Xuan, what are you laughing about?" Mo Shang was surprised.

"Didn't you realize that the male loser was purposely teasing you?" Meng Zixuan said with a smile.

"What?"

When Mo Shang heard Meng Zixuan's words, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked in surprise at the place where the figure of the man who loved to lose was disappearing. Was this kid really that smart?