"Okay, talking to an ant like you is a waste of time," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

He looked at Bian Wenzhou and others in the audience.

Asked: "Can we start?"

"Since both parties are here, let's get started," Bian Wenzhou replied.

"The competition between the two is just to learn from each other.

Don’t make a killing move.”

"The competition is all about punches and kicks," Zhang Qiuse replied.

"If you miss, don't blame me."

I saw him pick up the spear, and the gun body was immediately wrapped in a ball of red flames.

He took a step forward with his right foot, and the musket was like a fire dragon, charging towards Xu Zimo with great momentum.

Xu Zimo's expression did not change, he just stretched out his hand to the tip of the gun and flicked it lightly.

Just hear a "boom".

The entire gun was shot straight away.

Zhang Qiuse's figure kept retreating, leaving a trace on the ground with his feet.

"What a powerful force," Zhang Qiuse muttered to himself.

The look he looked at Xu Zimo no longer held the slightest contempt, but was instead extremely solemn.

"What you just said, don't blame me if I miss," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Zhang Qiuse snorted coldly.

The musket in his hand began to shake.

"Ten thousand guns come out," he shouted.

His expression was a bit ferocious, and a musket transformed into thousands of them.

It's like thousands of guns returning to the clan.

The void behind him was filled with dense muskets.

All these countless spears were thrown over by him.

The void shattered and flames swirled.

But Xu Zimo didn't panic at all, he just stood there and yawned dully.

Let all the muskets fall on him.

The explosion sound of "boom, boom, boom" sounded.

When all the muskets were annihilated, everyone opened their eyes to see.

I saw Xu Zimo standing there intact.
Chapter completed!