If he could swing the eighty-first hammer, he would be unrivaled in the divine realm! This chaotic cloak hammering technique is extremely powerful and is a secret that has not been passed down by the Haotian Sect. Only the direct lineage of the sect leader is qualified to practice it. Its practice is extremely difficult and requires extremely high skills in controlling the soul power and exerting force. Achievements, so there are very few people who can succeed in cultivation.
Of course, Jiang Han didn't teach this random cloak hammering technique. He just gave it a little hint, and Tang San had an epiphany, closely linking the hammering technique he had learned for many years with the Clear Sky Hammer. Tang San was already smart and had rich experience in blacksmithing. Under Jiang Han's guidance, he quickly mastered the essence of the random cloak hammering technique, applied it to actual combat, and exerted powerful power, allowing Wu to Sima of the Soul Palace suffered a lot.
Boom!
Above the competition platform, the fierce collisions continued.
It has to be said that Sima had enough fighting talent. Even though he was always at a disadvantage, he still took Tang San's 40 hammers while switching back and forth among the six soul skills. Relying on his excellent fighting skills and flexible use of soul skills, he withstood Tang San's increasingly powerful attacks again and again. Although he was beaten into a miserable state and most of his soul power was consumed, he still gritted his teeth and persisted. He did not fall down easily, showing the tenacity and tenacity of the genius soul master of Wuhun Palace.
"One final word!"
Suddenly, Tang San shouted loudly, and the four spirit rings on his body lit up. The four soul rings shone brightly, and the color combination of purple, black, red, and black looked particularly dazzling. Especially the two hundred thousand year soul rings released a mysterious and powerful aura, making the whole The atmosphere in the competition arena instantly became solemn, as if a world-destroying force was about to erupt.
The moment Tang San shouted, everyone in the stands and VIP seats stood up straight, their eyes round and their expressions numb. They were stunned by the scene in front of them. They couldn't believe their eyes at all. The shock in their hearts had reached its peak. Their minds were blank. They could only stare blankly at Tang San on the competition stage, waiting for what would happen next. A shocking scene happened.
"Four...four hundred thousand year soul rings!"
"Monsters, real monsters!"
"A person has six hundred thousand year soul rings, how on earth did he do it!"
"What did the Tang Sect Master do to him? If he could accept me as his disciple, I would be willing to shorten my life by ten years!"
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All the spectators looked dull, speechless to describe the shock in their hearts. They saw so many incredible things from this little guy in front of them! I saw too many impossibilities. The appearance of those four hundred thousand year soul rings completely broke the limit of their understanding of soul masters' martial souls. It was as if they saw a myth born before their eyes, but they felt it was too illusory and it was difficult to accept such reality for a while.
"Sima, retreat!" Kai immediately exclaimed not far away, and at the same time his figure flashed past the void. He was shocked in his heart, knowing that the power of Tang San's attack was probably not trivial. If Sima continued to resist, his life would probably be in danger, so he hurriedly warned him, and he also rushed towards Sima's direction. He wanted to save Sima at the critical moment and prevent Wuhun Palace from losing a general.
The young man named Sima couldn't help but have a bitter smile on his lips when he heard Kai's voice. He knew in his heart that he had tried his best, but still couldn't resist Tang San's attack. Now that he was in such a dangerous situation, his heart was full of helplessness and regret. Looking at the hammer in Tang San's hand that released a frightening black light and suddenly expanded several times in size, he also felt the terrifying energy contained in it. The power emanating from the hammer seemed to be swallowing him up, making him feel the threat of death, but he was unable to break free. He could only watch the hammer hitting him, and his heart was filled with despair.
However, the opponent's weird hammering technique was inexplicably sticky. He wanted to get rid of it, but his strength didn't allow it! He tried to use his soul power again to break free from the shackles of the hammer, but his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all. He could only wait for the hammer to fall. His heart was full of reluctance, but there was nothing he could do.
Boom!
Along with a deafening roar, the Clear Sky Hammer hit Sima steadily. First, the light armor outside his body was shattered in an instant. Under the powerful power of the Clear Sky Hammer, the light armor was like fragile glass, instantly shattered into countless fragments and scattered in the air. Then, the Clear Sky Hammer fell on his chest. The huge impact directly knocked Sima's body away, blood spurted out from his mouth, and his whole body was shot into the distance like a cannonball. His breath became sluggish, and he was obviously seriously injured.
At this moment, Kai's figure arrived, but he didn't have time to stop the Clear Sky Hammer from falling. He just managed to catch Sima, who was shooting into the distance like a cannonball. Kai's face was very solemn. Looking at the seriously injured Sima in his arms, he felt angry and helpless. What was angry was that Sima underestimated the enemy and put himself in such a dangerous situation. What was helpless was that Tang San's strength was far beyond their imagination. The situation of this game instantly became extremely unfavorable to Wuhun Palace, and he was not sure how to deal with it next.
"Pfft!"
In Kai's arms, Sima vomited blood continuously, his cheeks had no color at all, and his breath was extremely weak. The blood kept pouring out of his mouth, staining his clothes red. Every time he vomited blood, it seemed as if it was taking away the remaining vitality in his body. His whole person looked extremely sluggish, and the breath of life was also disappearing little by little. The situation was very critical.
Especially the chest area hit by Tang San's hammer, the clothes were deeply dented into the flesh and blood, blurred, and the internal organs could be vaguely stirred together, and the appearance was extremely miserable. The shocking wounds made people feel horrified just by looking at them. This shows how powerful Tang San's blow was and how serious the damage it caused to Sima, almost killing half of his life.
"That little guy from Tang Sect actually won!"
"Is the final word just now the soul skill of one of those hundred thousand year soul rings? The momentum is so fierce!"
"Level 56 is seriously injured at level 68. This is the one with the most challenges for level jumping that I know of! It spans a full 12 levels!" "I have begun to waver about the championship of this competition! Looking at the unstoppable trend of the Tang Sect, I pointed out Maybe they can really defeat Wuhundian’s seed team!”
"I don't know if we can win, but what is certain is that after this battle, the battle of these child soldiers will become the talk of the entire continent."
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Looking at Sima who kept coughing up blood, everyone in the stands was stunned for a moment. After they came to their senses, there was a lot of noise. Everyone was shocked by this sudden result. They originally thought that Wuhun Palace had the absolute advantage, but they didn't expect that Tang San would seriously injure Sima, the Soul Emperor of Wuhun Palace, by himself. This turn of events was really unexpected. Everyone was talking in a hurry, with exclamations, doubts, and sighs intertwined together. The whole stand seemed to be exploding, and it was very lively.
"You are so damned!"
Kai glared at Tang San fiercely, with infinite murderous intent emerging from his eyes, but he did not rush to take action, but first carried Sima and quickly rushed towards the auxiliary mage named Miyamoto. He was filled with resentment towards Tang San and wanted to rush forward and cut Tang San into pieces. But for the sake of Sima's life, he still suppressed his murderous intention and went to seek help from Miyamoto first, hoping to save Sima's life.
I saw a blue halo of light shining from the staff in Miyamoto's hand, and it was attached to Sima's chest. The blue halo of light exuded soft light and slowly penetrated into Sima's body, as if repairing his damaged body functions and trying to stabilize his shaky vital signs.
"How is he?" Kai looked at Miyamoto anxiously. His eyes were full of worry, staring closely at Sima's face, hoping to hear good news from Miyamoto, feeling very uneasy and anxious.
"The injury is serious. I'm afraid he won't be able to continue the next battle." Miyamoto said with a frown. There was also helplessness in his tone. Although he tried his best to use his healing skills, Sima's injury was too serious. With his current ability, he could only temporarily stabilize the injury so that Sima would not be in danger of his life. It is simply impossible for Sima to regain his combat effectiveness immediately.
"As long as it's not fatal." Kai Chang took a breath, his eyes returned to Tang San, and his voice was cold: "As for dealing with those guys, I am enough alone!" Although he was angry in his heart, he still maintained a trace of anger. Reasonable, knowing not to panic at this moment, both However, Sima could no longer fight, so as the strongest person in the team, he must shoulder the responsibility of defeating everyone in the Tang Clan, so he put aside his harsh words and wanted to defeat the Tang Clan with his own strength and save face for Wuhun Palace. , and at the same time avenge Sima.
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"I didn't expect it was quite a waste of soul power." Tang San played with the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. The last hammer had taken away almost one-tenth of the soul power in his body. Fortunately, this effect made him very satisfied. He knew in his heart that although the power of the hammer just now was great, it also consumed a lot of his soul power. However, seeing that he seriously injured a powerful opponent like Sima, he felt that it was all worth it, and a smile of relief appeared on his face. , and at the same time, he was also thinking about how to deal with the attacks from other people in Wuhun Hall next.
One strike, seriously injuring a level 68 Soul Emperor!
As for the secret of twin martial souls, he used to hide it because he was worried about being used for experimental research. But now, the Tang Sect has been established, and his master is the true god who defeated Poseidon. Even if someone else covets him, he doesn't have to worry. He knew very well that twin martial souls were too rare and special. In the past, he was afraid of being targeted by people with evil intentions and putting himself and those around him in danger, so he kept this secret secret. But now that he has a strong backer like Master Jiang Han and a solid backing from the Tang Clan, he feels that he has enough confidence to face everything and no longer needs to be secretive, so he fights without any reservations. Showing his twin martial souls and powerful strength.
All this stems from the fact that he already has a backer that is powerful enough to be invincible in the entire Douluo Continent! He is full of trust and dependence on his master Jiang Han. He believes that as long as his master is around, no one can harm him or anyone else in the Tang Clan. This sense of security makes him more fearless and courageous when facing powerful enemies.
"What a Tang San!" On the rostrum, Emperor White Tiger stood up and clapped his hands. He never thought that this little guy actually had another identity, a direct descendant of the Haotian Sect! His eyes were full of appreciation and amazement. He had already admired Tang San's strength and talent, but now that he learned that he was a descendant of the Haotian Sect, he looked at him with admiration and was full of expectations for Tang San's future. At the same time, I am also curious about how this game will develop next.
Emperor Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi also had expressions of astonishment, while Yu Tianhao glared at Jiang Han resentfully, as if complaining that the latter was deliberately cheating his soul. Yu Tianhao was very depressed. He thought he would win the bet, but he didn't expect Tang San to be so powerful. Not only did he lose his soul bone, but he also saw Tang San showing such amazing strength. He felt as if he was being plotted by Jiang Han. It was the same, not to mention feeling aggrieved.
"Twin martial spirits, one is Clear Sky Hammer, the other is Blue Silver Emperor..."
Qian Daoliu's cold eyes were fixed on Tang San, and he kept mumbling, his eyes gradually turned blood red, and a violent aura suddenly erupted and swept over him. In the endless killing intent, dense cracks spread out like a spider web on the marble tiles under his feet. The hatred for Tang San in his heart was like a surging tide, unstoppable. After learning that Tang San was Tang Hao's son, the hatred that had been buried for so long suddenly surged into his heart, causing him to lose his previous calmness. He just wanted to kill Tang San immediately to relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Dachengfeng, what's wrong with you?"
Feeling the strong murderous intention and the terrifying soul power fluctuations emanating from Qian Daoliu, the four of them, White Tiger Emperor, Xue Ye Emperor, Ning Fengzhi, and Yu Tianhao, looked at Qian Daoliu in astonishment at the same time, each with a look in their eyes. Puzzled. They were startled by Qian Daoliu's sudden burst of momentum, and they didn't understand how Qian Daoliu, who had never left the Douluo Hall and never visited the Wuhun Hall, could suddenly have such terrifying murderous intent at this moment. In their impression, Qian Daoliu has always been an enigmatic, calm and calm person. He rarely loses control of his emotions so much, so they are all surprised and want to know what caused him to become like this.
"He is Tang Hao's son!" Qian Daoliu moved his gaze away from Tang San and landed on Jiang Han, his cold voice filled with overwhelming hatred. He said this through gritted teeth, and every word seemed to be laced with frost. The hatred seemed to freeze everything around him, making people shudder.
"So what? He is my disciple." Jiang Han turned his body and looked calmly at Qiandaoliu, whose eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes and the veins on his forehead were exposed, with a faint smile on his lips. His expression remained calm and calm, unmoved by Qian Daoliu's murderous intention. (End of Chapter)