On the battlefield in the beast colosseum.
Lang Buli and Lang Lina supported the ancient bronze mirror together, and they also heard the crisp sound.
After an instant of silence, Lang Lina's expression changed. "Brother! Has your lord's core shattered?"
"I-It couldn't have, right?"
Although Lang Buli said this, his expression had already turned ugly. He risked his head being blown apart and poked his head out to take a look, only to discover that other than some scorch marks on the mirror, there was not a trace of damage at all.
After heaving a sigh of relief, Lang Buli was puzzled again. If the ancient bronze mirror was not damaged, where did the crisp sound come from?
At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.
The crisp sound of glass shattering was real. Coupled with Wang Xiao's roar, the disheartened crowd was first stunned before erupting with shocking strength again!
"Everyone, do your best!"
