"Uncle Wang! Show them what we've got. They're just a group of clowns!" Zhao Yan shouted down the ring, which made the expressions of the five warriors of the Evil Wolf Mercenary Group on the other side change slightly.
"If that's the case…" Wang Ming mumbled as he rolled his wrist and a long sword suddenly appeared in Wang Ming's hand. Wang Ming slightly infused his fighting energy into it and the blade of the sword let out a soft buzzing sound. The level-6 warrior of the Evil Wolf Mercenary Group opposite him had already looked right where he was and his eyes widened so much that they couldn't get bigger!
"Six holes… Six crystals!" The level-6 warrior shouted. Everyone went silent for a few seconds at this moment and they all widened their eyes to look at the weapon in Wang Ming's hand. Six Magic Beast Crystals were inserted on one side of the blade of that long sword!
