Even a strong person in Zongmai Realm may not be able to confront him head-on.

There are not many outstanding disciples in the inner sect. According to Xu Zimo's standards, there is only one person who can make him shine.

It was a young man with short hair, wearing a light blue robe.

The young man had cold eyes and held a long halberd made of black iron.

The moves are wide open and close, which is quite impressive.

The iron halberd is three meters long and its entire body is jet black.

There are several long golden dragons engraved on it, which makes it look like it is not an ordinary weapon at first glance.

With every dance of the young man, the iron halberd hits the ground, and the black iron arena will break into several cracks.

Not only is the young man at the pinnacle of the Pulse Respecting Realm, he is also extremely proficient in combat experience and the use of Pulse Skills.

At first glance, it looks like he grew up in blood and fire.

"What's this guy's name?" Xu Zimo looked at the elder beside him and asked.
Chapter completed!