After flexing his stiff neck, Wang Mang rubbed his hands and stood up.
It was a moonless, windy night, perfect for murder.
Thinking thus, a smile involuntarily spread across Wang Mang's lips.
"I shall begin my actions now. You all continue to spar here."
After he finished speaking, the space around Wang Mang shook, and he disappeared from the spot.
Wang You disappeared along with him.
Once Wang Mang had left, Abyss Xuanming ceased his attacks.
Liang Qi, who had been intending to launch a surprise attack, suddenly changed his expression and almost failed to stop his hand.
"Damn it, why did you suddenly stop?"
Looking at Abyss Xuanming, who was only a few inches away from his dagger, Liang Qi cursed loudly.
So close!
He was so close to injuring the bastard!
Abyss Xuanming was completely defenseless at the end.
Hearing Liang Qi's words, Abyss Xuanming gave him a cold glance and spoke with dissatisfaction,
"You didn't put your full strength into it."