Chapter 840: Superpower

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"call!"
On the 300th ring, Tang Huan's flame feather gun swept its tail like a dragon, swept out, and it turned out to be a terrible fiery red storm.
"Yeah!" A young man with a big head flashed a look of astonishment, snarled, and smashed the black sledgehammer in his hand.
"boom!"
The hammer slammed hard, and the sound of earth-shattering sounds trembled, and the surrounding void seemed to shudder.
The burly man grunted, and the sledgehammer flew off his hands, and the spear fell on his waist with a thunderbolt. Immediately after that, the burly figure was in the exclamation of the audience, and Tengyun flew out in a fog, falling successively with the sledgehammer.
A tumbling man climbed up and looked unharmed, but the darkened face became more like the bottom of a pot.
"Who the is this guy?"
"He Yunlong is the cultivation of the six peaks of the true spirit, and he is a master of more than 500 in the Yi Jian standings. Is he really vulnerable?"
"I haven't seen this person before, isn't he new?"
"..."
Under the ring, there was a lot of discussion, and all eyes fell on Tang Huan.
Tang Huan took the gun and stood, but he didn't walk to the referee's stand, but turned to look down at the stage. Two eyes passed by everyone. When everyone was confused, Tang Huan smiled suddenly, and then Hong Sheng yelled, "Which other friend is willing to come up and fight with me?"
This guy still wants to continue to fight with others?
Everyone in the audience looked at each other, but no one answered. Tang Huan and He Yunlong showed an amazing strength when they played against him. Generally, the six monks of the real spirit went up, and there was almost no difference between sending the points. There is not much chance of winning.
Tang Huan frowned slightly, already waking up to what was going on.
However, it ’s okay. After turning his thoughts, Tang Huan sneered deliberately: "So many preparatory disciples are cowards?"
Many people in the audience changed their faces slightly.
They knew very well that Tang Huan was inspiring to come to power, but they knew that it was one thing, and whether they could stand it, it was another.
"shut up!"
Sure enough, after a moment, a loud drink rang, "I won a battle, and I dared to be so mad. In this case, I will be perfect for you, let you know how much weight you have!" The young man, the breath that can be exuded from his body, is extremely powerful, even stronger than He Yunlong, who has just lost, and is obviously a master of the six peaks of the true spirit.
"Then stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" Tang Huan's face showed disdain.
"Humph!"
The short, thin man was furious, and shot at the referee as soon as his figure moved.
Around the ring, immediately the monk recognized the identity of the short and thin man, and even a sound of exclamation echoed in the crowd.
"Chu Huan! It's Chu Huan!"
"Chu Huan has accumulated more than 2,000 points, but he ranks far above He Yunlong in the Yi Jian standings."
"With him, see if that guy can't be arrogant yet."
"..."
Everyone's eyes were bright, and they were muttering.
After a while, a short and thin man named Chu Huan came to the ring from the referee stand, holding a huge knife in his hand. The blade is more than twice its height, and the blade is as wide as a door. It is indeed funny to have a thin body with such a weapon.
"Start!"
With a loud scream on the referee's stand, the two figures approached quickly.
"boom!"
However, after only a few dozen breaths of effort, a rather thin figure shot back in the loud noise, slumped on the edge of the platform, and then stepped into the air, it was even a person Falling down with a weapon, he fell to the ground.
This defeated person was actually Chu Huan.
Seeing such a scene, Chu Huan was silent around the ring, and Chu Huan, who was stronger than He Yunlong, was defeated so quickly?
It's just the cultivation of the six true spirits that actually defeated the two masters of the six true peaks in a row!
How strong is that guy?
The crowd was shocked, but many sharp-eyed people noticed that Tang Huan's were slightly undulating and his hands holding the spear seemed to tremble.
After discovering these abnormalities, many monks were relieved.
It seems that guy has not consumed a small amount of money after winning two games in a row. At this time, if there is another master of the six peaks of the true spirit, he wants to win. However, the guy wanted to come and know his condition, and the next thing he should do is to accept it instead of staying on the stage.
"Who else?"
Above the ring, a voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone froze. Even if many people showed their interest, that guy was so arrogant that he still wanted to play the third war?
"I!"
A man in black who was as thin as a bamboo pole suddenly sneered, flashing the wicked meaning in his eyes, almost at the moment of the sound, he shot at the referee.
Just a short moment of effort, the man in black has come to the ring.
However, he went up fast and down fast.
"Uh-"
After the same dozens of breaths, the man in black had been blasted off the stage. He Yunlong and Chu Huan, who lost in the front, were not injured, but the guy passed out. However, Tang Huan's condition was even worse, and the abnormalities on his chest and hands were more obvious.
"Come again!" On the ring, Tang Huan shouted again.
"Fuck, Lien Tzu can still support the three games, I still believe it!"
"..."
"next!"
"Ha ha, this kid is sick, he is about to fall down, and he wants to continue working with others. Now that he is looking for abuse, I will satisfy him."
"..."
"It's a waste! Can you get a less pustule!"
"I haven't fallen yet. I'm so annoyed, isn't it that the upside down is ten, even if I'm struggling to get hurt, I will knock him over."
"..."
One by one, six true monks stepped onto the ring ...
Tang Huan looks worse and worse. Before almost every monk came to power, he felt that he could defeat Tang Huan, but every time he was swept down by the fire feather gun of Tang Huan. Especially just that time, Tang Huan shook and seemed to fall to the ground at any time, but in the end it was the guy who wanted to pick up the cheap and was swept away by him. Although he shook even more, he never stood still .
This situation is extremely strange.
It is naturally impossible to be a fool if you can cultivate to the real world at a young age. More and more monks felt that the situation was not right. After Tang Huan blasted the ninth true sixth monk out of the ring, the ring became quiet and no one came to the stage to fight.