Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 95 Immature moves

"This is your hidden strength, Clear Sky Hammer, the attack power is quite strong." Wang Hao said coldly while shaking his hand.

"I admit that your strength is very strong. If my martial spirit is only Blue Silver Grass, I am indeed no match for you. It's a pity that I have twin martial spirits!"

Tang San smashed the Clear Sky Hammer on the ground and looked at Wang Hao indifferently.

"My second martial spirit is the Clear Sky Hammer, the best Clear Sky Hammer in the world. With your single attack method, there is no chance of evasion."

Tang San's words spread throughout the entire place, and everyone fell silent, and then whispered to each other.

"The world's number one Clear Sky Hammer, in the face of that powerful attack, the only way to avoid it is to dodge it."

"There is an essential difference between the top martial arts spirits and ordinary martial arts spirits. That kind of powerful power makes people despair."

"Alas! Facing the Clear Sky Hammer, Wang Hao was defeated unjustly! After all, his martial spirit can barely be considered a high-level martial spirit."

"Hahahahahaha!"

The sound of wild laughter suddenly sounded from the field, and a depressing and domineering aura suddenly appeared in the field.

"No. 1 in the world?" A slightly questioning voice sounded, and Wang Hao said with a loud laugh.

"The number one in the world is the Clear Sky Hammer, not just a soul sect like you. Tang San, you think too highly of yourself."

Wang Hao pointed at Tang San and said with a smile on his face.

"As for my attack being single."

"What I want is this singleness!"

"No matter how good your skills or how to deal with them, they are all useless in front of a single person like me."

"What I want is the most essential battle, the most primitive conflict."

"There is only strength and will, and nothing else."

"If you are strong, you will win; if you are weak, you will lose. If you are strong, you will win; if you are weak, you will lose!"

"Whether it's the Clear Sky Hammer or the soul bone, you can increase your strength to your heart's content! Now I will let you enter the purest battle."

In the domineering aura, there is Wang Hao's wild laughter.

The huge soul power became boiling, and Wang Hao's body suddenly expanded three times.

The hair on his head became thick, thick and hard, like spikes.

The skin became rough, the teeth in the mouth were a little ferocious, and the eyes were filled with a deep red light.

The skin of the limbs turned tan and became abnormally thick.

Then, the air exploded!

Tang San squeezed in just in time to smash the Clear Sky Hammer forward, and the sound of explosion resounded throughout the entire place.

The ripples of vibration spread around, breaking up the air and giving it a sticky feeling.

The huge shock wave washed away all these things, and disappeared without a trace as if they were being cleaned up.

"Bang bang bang!"

The deafening sound kept ringing, weighing on the hearts of everyone around, making people feel suffocated.

Like a locomotive, streaks of red light crashed into Tang San, who was holding the Clear Sky Hammer.

Every time there is a collision, both parties take a few steps back.

Tang San's jade-colored hands had become numb, and his whole body was shaking with energy and blood surging.

Every time the hammer is struck, the powerful impact will force the opponent to take three or five steps back.

Wang Hao also felt uncomfortable. The pure power of the Clear Sky Hammer penetrated the red energy shield and spread throughout his body.

The hands holding him in front of him already felt stiff.

Every impact would make Wang Hao take five or six steps back. However, as his body gradually expanded, Wang Hao was constantly adapting to this powerful force.

Impact, constant impact!

Cracks appeared on the ground, the air exploded, and red light continued to shuttle across the field.

The speed became faster and faster, the sound became more dense, and some people around could not bear it and fled the scene, covering their chests.

Tang San's face was red, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth. Although his emotions were crazy, his thoughts were still calm.

"No, this guy's attack angle is too tricky, and he won't let me continuously stack the random cloak hammer technique."

Attack after attack, Tang San was using the random cloak hammer technique.

It's a pity that every time I cast it, it will be interrupted after the fifth hammer.

In this way, it is impossible to stack up to the end and produce the most powerful attack in actual combat.

However, even if it is the fifth hammer, ordinary soul sects cannot easily accept it, but the opponent has already received no less than ten hammers.

Is his martial spirit really just a high-level martial spirit?

Suddenly, the red light stopped and stood on the other side of the ring.

Wang Hao stopped and vomited out a mouthful of blood, staring intently at Tang San.

This was not caused by Tang San's attack. Although the Clear Sky Hammer was powerful, it was just an attack by a Soul Sect.

After taking the elixir, coupled with years of practice and various changes in martial arts, he would not have been so seriously injured.

This injury was caused by Wang Hao's own changes.

"I'm still not skilled enough in controlling it. My body, which is getting stronger quickly, has exceeded the upper limit, causing me to suffer some injuries." Wang Hao thought to himself as he sensed his own condition.

"We can hold on for another three to five minutes at most. It seems we need to attack more crazily."

Wang Hao's eyes narrowed, and when he was about to launch another attack, Tang San's voice came over.

"You must have reached your limit, right? If you can still persist until now in the face of the Clear Sky Hammer, you are indeed very powerful!"

Tang San held the Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand, and covered his chest with his left hand. Blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Wang Hao's sudden mouthful of blood made Tang San think he saw hope of victory.

"If it were anyone else, you might win, but you shouldn't..."

"Idiot, you talk a lot of nonsense!"

The red light was accompanied by the sound of violent shouting, and the air echoed on both sides, as if it was being torn apart.

"Mistress!"

"Third brother!"

Concerned shouts rang out from the audience.

But the sound was then covered up, covered up by a sound like an explosion.

Everyone held their breath, because the scene rarely showed a confrontational attitude.

The red energy shield and the Clear Sky Hammer were pressed together.

Such a scene shocked everyone around him.

"When did the Wild Boar Spirit become so powerful? It can actually compete with the Clear Sky Hammer in terms of strength!" Emperor Xue Ye said with a somewhat moved expression.

Even Emperor Xueye, who was indifferent to his emotions and anger, looked like this.

Several people around him stared blankly down, and no one responded immediately.

After two seconds, Ning Fengzhi frowned and said, "Your Majesty, after all, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer does not have a soul ring attached to it, so there is still a big gap between it and a real Clear Sky Hammer soul master."

"As for the young man opposite, it looks like he has obviously used his own soul skills to strengthen himself. Coupled with his consecutive and instantaneous first soul skills, his power is naturally extremely powerful."

"This increase and decrease gives the illusion that this advanced martial spirit can fight against the Clear Sky Hammer!"

Although it is only a superficial phenomenon that the three upper sects have the same spirit, it is absolutely impossible to admit that a high-level martial spirit can be on par with the martial spirits of the upper three sects.

Ning Fengzhi would naturally not do anything that would damage the dignity of the sect.

"Hmph! Even so, with the world's best martial spirit beaten like this, this Tang San is really incompetent!"

A sneering voice sounded from the side, it was none other than Platinum Cult Leader Salas.

(End of chapter)