Since the killing of the blood clan, the status of the person in front of him has risen.

Many forces have begun to stir and try to win them over.

"It's hard to say. Both of them are outstanding. If we really want to evaluate, the odds should be 50-50." Lu Chen thought for a while and replied.

Judging from the cultivation level, Tang Xin should be higher.

But at this level, the competition is not just about cultivation, but also about various means and various trump cards.

"It seems that everyone has different opinions on this game. As for who will win or lose, let's wait and see." Xiao Ningmeng smiled.

In the ring competition, the victory or defeat is in a flash.

Many times, until the last moment, you don't know who will win or lose.

At this moment, on the ring.

Tang Xin and Zhang Yiqing looked at each other from a distance.

The former had a cold face and a fierce aura, while the latter sighed and looked reluctant.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Tang Xin suddenly moved.

He waved his hand, and suddenly a row of hidden weapons shot out from his sleeves.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The hidden weapons were extremely fast, with cold light lingering around them. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart, directly causing a sonic boom.

At first glance, it looked like a cannonball shot out, unstoppable. JrNovels.com