Chapter 812

Wang Mang looked at the halberd in his eyes. For a moment, he suddenly understood the real intention of Wang Li's words at noon. He wanted to hurry up and tell himself before the fight, so as not to be unprepared for fighting with other practitioners!

However, it is also possible that master Ji instructed Wang Li. After all, every cultivator is the successor of "Shu",

the fight between cultivators is related to the face of the space owners. Whoever loses will mean who is weak. For this reason, they will teach these cultivators fight hard!

"I haven't taught you any advanced halberd moves in this year, but the skill of" breaking water "is much more important than those complicated moves. You have to fight two practitioners in this fight. Don't make me blush!"

The halberd stood on his back, looked at Wang Mang casually, pointed to the black halberd in his hand, "you can only use this black halberd to fight at that time, you know that!"

Wang Mang held the halberd in both hands and nodded solemnly, "I know, master halberd, I won't let you down!"

The corner of his mouth rose slightly on the halberd's unsmiling face. "Well, I'll send you to Shura hall now. I'll experience the use of halberd more when fighting. That's the real intention of fighting!"

With that, the halberd didn't wait for Wang Mang to reply. The eagle like eyes suddenly shrank. The air around Wang Mang's body was like a layer of water, rippling. The rippling flashed over Wang Mang's body. When the rippling stopped, his body also disappeared in the halberd space!

"Hum!" Wang Mang heard a sharp air tingling in his ear, and his vision in his eyes was suddenly blurred, and his brain was also in a trance.

when he opened his eyes again, a bright and broad square, which looked like the ancient Roman Colosseum, came to Wang Mang's eyes, and there were bursts of noise around him.

Wang Mang looked up, and the round ladder seat was full of all kinds of audience The only thing they have in common is that their right wrist has a brass gold hoop, engraved with a series of complicated numbers, which seems to correspond to everyone's identity code!

Wang Mang stood quietly in the field. His sharp eyes swept the tens of thousands of people in the seats, and then he shook his head. He was like an "animal" watched by the people!

"Young man, you are really out of luck this time. You are fighting against the" crazy tiger "who has won 23 games in a row. If you know what's interesting later, you can quickly admit defeat and save your life!"

An old man in a blue and white robe walked up to Wang Mang with his hands on his back and sighed. He seemed to have some sympathy for Wang Mang's experience in the first battle!

"Take this gold hoop and activate it when you admit defeat. There will be a golden light to protect you! But the speed should be fast. Many practitioners were dismembered just because they were a little slow. The scene was really miserable! "

The old man took a breath, as if he thought of the cruel killing scenes in the Shura arena!

Wang Mang listened to the old man's words, and his face was as serious as ever, but he didn't show any fear.

he took the gold hoop honestly, put it on his right wrist, and didn't even look at the code on the gold hoop. He just held the halberd and quietly looked at the other side of the Shura hall!

"Hum!" The same harsh and sharp air burst, and a muscular man with a dark iron chain and an ugly tiger face suddenly appeared in this Shura arena!