"This won't do, since this is a contest, there naturally should be something at stake, this long halberd shall be my spoils of victory," Huangfu Yunchuan said with a smile, showing no intention of returning the long halberd.
Ying Xinghe's expression turned ugly, his eyes fixed on Huangfu Yunchuan. He wanted to leave this damned place immediately, but couldn't bear to part with his long halberd.
After all, the long halberd was an extremely valuable weapon, containing the remnant soul of Ancient Beasts, and resonating with a drop of Demon Blood in his body, it could unleash twelve times its power.
If he were to lose this long halberd, Ying Xinghe's strength would be greatly reduced.
Moreover, not being able to retrieve his own weapon would be too much of a loss of face; even if he had lost to Huangfu Yunchuan, he at least needed to get his weapon back.
