"It's starting! The contestants from both sides are entering the arena!" Qian Baiwan said, visibly excited. "As expected, Jiang Xiaopi chose the Fang Tian Halberd! My god, Jiang Xiaopi can actually use a Fang Tian Halberd?"
Beside him, Ye Xunyang shook her head in confusion and secretly speculated, "Could this be a skill Pi God learned over the past two years? Did he specifically bring out the Fang Tian Halberd to counter the enemy's spear?"
In CCTV's online livestream, countless "?" symbols swept across the screen. Jiang Xiao's appearance as he carried the Fang Tian Halberd onto the field completely set the barrage ablaze.
"Damn, the offensive Swiss Army knife is showing off again?"
"This kid really has something. He actually dares to bring out something used by ceremonial guards and fight with it for real?"
"Nonsense! How could my Fengxian's Fang Tian Halberd not be fit for the stage?"
"What are you all discussing? Can't you see the paint on the face of the female mage from Never Setting Sun? Pi God has way too much face!"
"Looks like our Pi Pi has conquered not only her body, but also her heart."
"For that sentence alone, I'd like to borrow a copy from you. I want to see something a real man should be watching. Ehehehe~ (＊／ω＼＊)"
On the Olympic arena, both teams took their positions. Hai Rigu carried his spear behind his back, held the crude-looking horn bow in one hand, and pinched an arrow with the other, nocking it on the bowstring as he held both hands at his waist.
Hai Rigu's less-than-standard Chinese drifted over. "Why aren't you using arrows?"
Jiang Xiao held the Fang Tian Halberd against his arm. His left leg stood straight while his right foot crossed behind it, his toe touching the