While talking, his eyes were just staring at Wang Mang so tightly.

Facing his gaze, Wang Mang sent a voice to him very seriously:

"I'm not kidding."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanming's face suddenly sank.

After pondering for a long time, Xuanming of the Deep Abyss sent a voice to Wang Mang: "What do you want to do?"

"The general tribe competition is not just about quitting."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang laughed and said with great interest:

“What if it was expelled?”

In an instant, Xuanming's pupils contracted.

It took him a long time to recover.

His eyes swept over Wang Mang from time to time.

The next moment, a trace of determination flashed across the face of Deep Yuan Xuanming.

"Okay, since that's the case, I will be eliminated in the first round."

Looking at the firm Abyss Xuanming, Wang Mang smiled silently with a slight smile on his lips.

At this moment, a gray-haired old man walked in.

After glanced at the few people, the old man slowly spoke, "Several young patriarchs, come with me."

After saying that, the old man made a gesture of inviting the few people.

For a moment, all the young clan leaders followed the old man and slowly climbed onto the ring.

As several people appeared in the audience's sight, everyone in the spectator's seat became noisy.

After all the contestants stepped onto the ring, the Abyss Jiu Ming suddenly appeared on the ring in the clan leader's seat.

After looking at all the contestants, Abyss Jiuming slowly spoke:

"Today is the day when the annual general tribe competition begins!"
Chapter completed!