As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang, who was under the ring, slowly stepped onto the ring.

Then, Wang Mang stepped onto the ring, and Abyss Hongzhe lit a stick of incense.

At this time, Wang Mang did not dare to be careless, and quickly put the God of Slaughter War on his body, and the Slaughter Halberd slowly appeared in his hand.

Upon seeing this, the expression of the old man who was also on the ring changed slightly, and he murmured:

"Refining the divine body?"

"This is a bit troublesome!"

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

"So fast!"

Seeing the old man disappearing from sight, Wang Mang's pupils shrank and he said warily.

boom!

The next moment, there was a dull sound in the arena.

The old man punched the Slaughter Halberd, and Wang Mang held the Slaughter Halberd tightly with both hands.

Feeling the huge force coming from the Slaughter Halberd, his hands began to tremble.

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

Everyone in the audience who saw this scene was shocked and said:

"How is that possible? Blocked...blocked!"

"He is the first contestant to resist an old man and still succeed!"

"This physical body is a bit ridiculously strong!"

"Is this the power of the God-Refining Body?"

"Come on young patriarch!"

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On the side, Abyss Yuanwu, who was watching the battle, looked at this scene with great envy.

It is also one of the fifteen major physiques. Compared with his Hunyuan body, the advantages of the God-refining body were fully demonstrated in the second round.

At this time, everyone from the eight tribes looked at Wang Mang's outstanding performance, their eyes flashed and they became very excited!

Finally, the eight tribes can enter the final round of the overall tribe competition!

This is the first time ever!

Abyss Abyss, who was sitting at the patriarch's seat, looked at this scene with a smile on his face.

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

He is aware of Wang Mang's current strength, even though Wang Mang is the young clan leader of his eight clans.

But when compared 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 made Abyssal Bones see the hope of the rise of the eight tribes!

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

"I would say that the second round of this clan competition should be changed."

"Otherwise, it would be bad if some contestants were lucky enough to advance!"

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

In his opinion, Wang Mang was just physically stronger, which just met the requirements for the second round of competition.

If ranked according to strength, Wang Mang wouldn't even be in the top three in his mind!

Hearing this, Abyssal Corpse on the side said unhappily:

"Yes, the content needs to be changed!"

"It's just that this will be a matter for the next competition."

"Besides, what qualifications does the patriarch of my little eight clan have to suggest modifying the content of the competition?"

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

"snort!"

Listening to Abyssal Bones's ridicule, the five clan leaders snorted coldly and did not reply.

What a bunch of unsatisfactory things!

Although he also wanted to reply to Abyss Corpse, the facts were right in front of him.

He could only scold all the geniuses in his clan in his heart.

At this time, on the stage.

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

As soon as he thought about this, Wang Mang whispered twice:

"Immortal body!"

"The appearance of gods and demons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang felt that his physical state had suddenly skyrocketed!

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

A wild aura came from the shadow.

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

The old man in front of him looked at this blurry shadow.

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

As Wang Mang used these two magical powers, he felt that the huge force in his hands began to gradually become smaller.

The next moment, with his full push, the fist that landed on the massacre halberd was shaken away.

The old man who didn't check for a moment was knocked back several steps by the sudden force.

The old man came back to his senses, looked at Wang Mang and praised:

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

"But that's it!"

"Boy, you have to watch out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's casual eyes became sharp.

A fist-like intention that penetrated the world came from him.

Then, the old man's palm slowly clenched into a fist.

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 dream chasing shadow and started to avoid it.

Suddenly, Wang Mang felt that his speed had increased several times.

Looking at Wang Mang's retreating figure, the old man ignored him and just slowly closed his eyes.

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

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

And with the old man's rising fist power, Wang Mang felt that the sense of crisis in his heart was infinitely amplifying.

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

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

I saw that the overwhelming fist power had reached its extreme level.

Under this fist intention, the whole world was shaken.

The old man's eyes slowly opened and he stared at Wang Mang closely.

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

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

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

Only his tiny figure, the old man's gradually enlarging fist, and his sharp eyes were left in the whole world.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience couldn't help but talk about it:
To be continued...