As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang, who was under the ring, slowly stepped onto the ring.

Following that, Wang Mang stepped onto the stage, and Abyss Hongzhe lit a stick of incense.

At this time, Wang Mang didn't dare to be careless, and quickly put the Slaughtering God of War on his body, and the Slaughtering Halberd slowly emerged in his hands.

Seeing this, the face of the old man who was also on the ring changed slightly, and murmured:

"Refining the gods and dominating the body?"

"This is a little troublesome!"

The next moment, the old man's figure flashed, and he quickly attacked Wang Mang.

"So fast!"

Seeing the figure of the old man disappearing from sight, Wang Mang shrank his pupils and said vigilantly.

boom!

The next moment, there was a muffled sound from the arena.

I saw that the old man punched the slaughtering halberd, and Wang Mang held the slaughtering halberd tightly with both hands.

Feeling the huge force from the slaughter halberd, his hands began to tremble.

Wang Mang clenched his teeth and resisted with all his strength.

Everyone who watched this scene in the auditorium was shocked and said:

"How is it possible? Block... block it!"

"He is the first contestant who has fought hard against the elderly and is still successful!"

"This physical body is a bit too strong!"

"Is this the power of refining the gods and dominating the body?"

"Young patriarch, come on!"

...

On the side, Shen Yuanwu, who was watching the battle, looked at this scene very enviously.

It is also one of the fifteen great physiques. Compared with his Hunyuan physique, the advantage of the God-refining Dominant Physique was fully demonstrated in the second round.

At this moment, the people of the Eight Clans saw Wang Mang's excellent performance, their eyes flashed, and they became very excited!

Finally, the eight clans can also enter the final round of the total clan competition!

This is the first time ever!

In the abyss of the patriarch's seat, watching this scene is also full of smiles.

Next, it doesn't matter what ranking Wang Mang gets.

He is clear about Wang Mang's current strength, even though Wang Mang is the young patriarch of his eight clans.

But if you really want to compare it with other young patriarchs, there is still a gap.

However, not long after Wang Mang joined the Eight Clans, he led the Eight Clans to achieve unprecedented results.

This allowed Abyss to see the hope of the rise of the Eight Races!

At this time, the five patriarchs looked at Shen Yuankui's proud face, and said sourly:

"I would say that the second round of the Zongzu Grand Competition should be changed."

"Otherwise, it would be bad for some contestants to advance by chance!"

Obviously, the contestant he was talking about was Wang Mang.

In his opinion, Wang Mang was just physically stronger, just in line with the conditions required for the second round of competition.

If ranking according to strength, Wang Mang can't even rank in the top three in his heart!

Hearing this, the abyss on the side said unhappily:

"Yeah, the content needs to be changed!"

"It's just that this is also a matter for the next competition."

"Besides, the patriarch of my little eight clans, what qualifications do you have to propose to modify the content of the competition?"

"By the way, the five patriarchs are like the arrogance of your clan, they have all stopped in the second round, right?"

"Humph!"

Hearing the taunt from Abyss, the five patriarchs snorted coldly and did not reply.

What a bunch of unlucky things!

Although he really wanted to reply to Abyss Skeleton, the truth was right in front of him.

He could only scold the arrogance of the clan in his heart.

At this time, in the arena.

As the old man continued to exert strength, Wang Mang knew that he would soon be unable to hold on.

After thinking up to this point, Wang Mang snorted twice:

"The Immortal Body!"

"The appearance of gods and demons!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang only felt that his physical realm had skyrocketed in an instant!

Behind him, a phantom seemed to have crossed the long river of time, standing on the ring!

A savage breath came from the phantom.

Everyone present looked at this familiar phantom, and their eyes became meaningful.

The old man in front of him looked at this blurred phantom.

He seemed to see the eternal figure of the ancient **** standing between heaven and earth.

After Wang Mang used these two supernatural powers, he only felt that the huge force in his hands gradually became smaller.

The next moment, as he pushed with all his strength, the fist that landed on the slaughter halberd was shaken away.

The old man who didn't check for a while was repelled by this sudden force for a few steps.

The old man who came back to his senses looked at Wang Mang and exclaimed:

"Among the physical strength of the contestants this year, you are the strongest!"

"But that's it!"

"Boy, you have to be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man's loose eyes became sharp.

A fist that penetrated the world came out from him.

Afterwards, the old man's palms slowly clenched into fists.

Suddenly, a great sense of crisis came.

There was only one thought in Wang Mang's mind.

run!

Without hesitation, Wang Mang quickly followed the shadow of Chasing Dreams and began to dodge.

Immediately, Wang Mang only felt that his speed had skyrocketed several times.

Looking at the figure of Wang Mang going away, the old man ignored it, but slowly closed his eyes.

Although Wang Mang's speed at this time is already so fast that people can't see his figure clearly.

But even so, the sense of crisis in his heart did not dissipate.

And with the old man's ever-increasing fist, Wang Mang only felt that the sense of crisis in his heart was infinitely magnified.

Suddenly, Wang Mang, who was running away, froze and stopped.

Wang Mang slowly turned his head in the direction of the old man.

I saw that the monstrous fist has climbed to the extreme.

Under this fist, the whole world was shaken.

The old man's eyes also slowly opened, staring closely at Wang Mang.

At this moment, Wang Mang only felt that he was locked.

The next moment, the old man slowly raised his fist and punched Wang Mang.

For a moment, in Wang Mang's perception, everyone around him disappeared.

In the whole world, only his tiny figure, the gradually enlarged fist of the old man, and the sharp eyes remained.

Looking at this scene, everyone in the auditorium couldn't help discussing:

"This guy is like this, is he standing still and being beaten?"

"You won't be scared stupid, will you?"

"That's right, it was too fierce just now, so it's empty?"

"What's wrong with the young patriarch? If you don't fight back, you will be eliminated!"

"Don't stand still, young patriarch!"

…

Contrary to the discussion among the audience, as long as there is some strength, they are silent.

Just by being on the edge of the ring, they could feel the old man's astonishing fist.

The pressure on Wang Mang in the middle can be imagined.

At this time, in Wang Mang's field of vision, the old man's terrifying fist was constantly magnifying.

boom!

The next moment, there was a loud noise from the arena.

I saw that the old man punched Wang Mang in the abdomen.

For a moment, Wang Mang only felt his abdomen tumbling.

cough!

A stream of blood ~lightnovelpub.net~ coughed up from Wang Mang's mouth.

The force of this terrifying punch spread all over Wang Mang's body.

For a moment, Wang Mang only felt unconscious all over his body, and his body flew upside down uncontrollably.

The phantom behind him was also blown away by that incomparable punch.

Afterwards, Wang Mang's body was seen flying towards the auditorium.

Seeing this, Yuan Yuan Hongzhe quickly extinguished the two-thirds of the burning incense.

At the same time, he stopped Wang Mang from throwing himself towards the auditorium.

Then, holding the seriously injured Wang Mang with one hand, he announced:

"This time the competition is over!"

"The winner of the No. 7 ring, Abyss Wang Mang, insisted on two-thirds of the stick!"