Chapter 514: Hammering to Shatter Yaomei! An Angel Descends in the Radiance of the Ultimate Dao!
Chapter 514: Hammering to Shatter Yaomei! An Angel Descends in the Radiance of the Ultimate Dao!
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The blood-red mist was like a thick mire, completely devouring half of the main arena.
Oppression, suffocation, sensory deprivation!
"As expected of the Golden Generation crafted by Spirit Hall with all its resources, truly well-deserved." Ning Fengzhi paused the feather fan in his hand slightly, thick amazement flowing in his eyes.
"The atmospheric pressure and Domain suppression emitted by this Martial Soul Fusion Skill are already no less than the full-strength strike of a level seventy battle Spirit Saint."
"That Tang San is not simple either." Sword Douluo Chen Xin crossed his arms, his gaze piercing through the red mist.
At the edge of the mist, the Shrek Team members were pushed back repeatedly by that formidable sense of oppression.
Dai Mubai stared fixedly at the majestic, eerie phantom deep within the red mist, his eye sockets flushing with a morbid crimson and jealousy.
He should have also possessed the entire continent’s top-tier Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Hell White Tiger.
If that damned Lin Qingmo hadn’t interfered,
If Zhu Zhuqing hadn’t decisively drawn a line with him,
At this moment, shining brilliantly in front of the entire continent and shocking the whole audience by displaying a Martial Soul Fusion Skill should have been him, Dai Mubai!
"Zhu Zhuqing... Lin Qingmo... You just wait for me!" Dai Mubai roared frantically in his heart.
Humiliation and jealousy were almost burning away his sanity completely.
Deepest within the red mist, however, Tang San stood proudly like an iron pillar that would not fall amidst wind and rain.
"Wanting to trap me with such a small trick? Delusional!" Tang San shouted explosively.
His legs planted into the ground like the entwined roots of an old tree.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand expanded wildly against the wind.
Across the pitch-black hammer body extended extremely intricate blood-colored patterns radiating an ancient, primordial aura!
"Great Sumeru Hammer! Shatter for me!"
A bloodthirsty light burst from the depths of Tang San’s eyes.
The massive black hammer stirred up a fierce and violent wave of Qi that could destroy heaven and earth, directly blasting into the core of the red mist.
Breaking ten thousand spells with sheer force!
Pure and ultimate power ran wildly amok within the red mist.
All of Yaomei’s crescent blade attacks were smashed to pieces by Tang San hammer by hammer.
This team battle had already evolved into Tang San’s individual performance show.
That seemingly terrifying Yaomei rapidly burst and scattered under the nearly barbaric heavy strikes of the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Puff!"
Xie Yue and Hu Liena spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood at the same time.
Their figures flew backward as if heavily struck, their complexions as pale as paper, and the spirit power around their bodies also collapsed.
One person, one hammer!
Hammering and shattering a Spirit Saint-level Martial Soul Fusion Skill!
After a momentary shock, the audience seats of one hundred thousand people completely plunged into madness.
"Is this the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one Tool Spirit in the world?!"
"My god, this Tang San is too powerful!"
"He is probably invincible among the younger generation!"
Representatives of countless Sects and academy factions whispered to each other secretly, their gazes toward Tang San filled with dread and suspicion.
Most importantly, because his surname was Tang and his Spirit was the Clear Sky Hammer, his identity was very likely entangled with the secluded Clear Sky Sect.
Above the high platform.
"Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff, not only does this child bear the Clear Sky Hammer, but judging by the routing of this hammer technique, it is definitely the direct transmission of that madman Tang Hao!" Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, standing beside Bibi Dong, pinched his orchid fingers.
"If he is allowed to grow further, I’m afraid he will become a fatal trouble in the heart of our Spirit Hall!"
"Should Old Ghost and this subordinate, after the match..." Yue Guan made a neck-slitting gesture, his shrill voice carrying thick murderous intent.
However,
Bibi Dong simply sat loftily upon the Supreme Pontiff throne.
There was no fluctuation whatsoever on her cold and gorgeous face, and even her eyes did not produce the slightest ripple.
She was even too lazy to give Tang San on the stage a proper look.
She merely swept an imperceptible glance across Lin Qingmo on the Imperial Team seating, and indifferently spat out two words: "No need."
In Bibi Dong’s eyes, her own Prodigy disciple Lin Qingmo was already immensely powerful.
This bouncing-around Tang San was merely an ant on A-Qing’s chessboard that could be crushed at any time, completely not requiring her to make a move.
Tang San held the incomparably heavy Clear Sky Hammer in one hand, standing proudly.
Behind him, Dai Mubai, Yu Tianheng, and the other six were safe and sound.
Meanwhile, on Spirit Hall’s side, there was only Qian Renxue alone.
Seven against one!
The dawn of Shrek’s victory seemed already within easy reach.
"A-Qing, didn’t you resolutely predict just now that Spirit Hall would win?" Ning Rongrong looked at Lin Qingmo with a grin.
"It seems you also have times when your eyes misjudge!"
Dugu Yan also curved the corners of her mouth, teasingly saying: "Spirit Hall only has a filler masked girl left; could she possibly take on all seven people of Shrek by herself?"
Xiao Wu and the others also couldn’t figure out how Qian Renxue could win.
The girls bantered with Lin Qingmo with great interest.
Not only was there not the slightest embarrassment of being slapped in the face on his face, but instead a hint of an intriguing black-bellied smile surfaced.
"Don’t speak too full of your words, I still believe Spirit Hall will win."
However, he couldn’t help but mutter to himself inwardly: "Qian Renxue oh Qian Renxue, your skill at slacking off and skimming is almost catching up to mine."
"Yet unfortunately, your family’s three ’Golden Generation’ members are truly too disappointing, getting wiped out in one pot directly by someone."
"Can you still sit still now?"
A slender figure dressed in platinum light armor and wearing a silver mask walked out from the corner of the arena.
Qian Renxue helplessly let out a sigh.
"Truly a bunch of fellows who don’t let one worry." She murmured softly, carrying a trace of thinly veiled disgust in her words.
According to her original plan, she only needed to wear this platinum armor to slack off on the field, logically letting the Golden Generation take the lead in front, and leaving the suspense until the final finals.
Then, at the finals, openly, honestly, and gloriously suppress that infuriating fellow Lin Qingmo with her true form.
But now...
The Golden Generation were all hammered and blown up by Tang San.
If she abstained and conceded defeat here, the Spirit Hall Platinum Team would completely miss the finals.
By then, she wouldn’t even have the chance for a head-to-head showdown with Lin Qingmo!
"Tang San, right..."
Qian Renxue’s golden eyes penetrated the holes of the silver mask, shooting coldly toward Tang San ahead.
"You blocked my path to teach a certain bastard a lesson, so you can get lost."
"Shameless boasting!"
Tang San seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, the corners of his mouth curving into a contemptuous arc.
He waved the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, pointing from afar at Qian Renxue,
"Just by virtue of you, a nobody hiding behind a mask?"
"I can even smash your Martial Soul Fusion Skill to pieces, are you worthy of making me roll off the stage?"
"I’m not worthy?"
Qian Renxue chuckled softly.
The next moment, she slowly raised her slender, tapering, jade-white fingers, resting them on the edge of the ice-cold, biting silver mask on her face.
Hooking it, applying force.
Clack!
The mask shattered.
Divine coercion expanded.
Qian Renxue slightly lifted her chin, casually tossing the shattered mask to the ground.
Her golden hair danced wildly in the wind like a waterfall, and her peerlessly beautiful yet sacred and inviolable face was completely exposed to the sight of one hundred thousand people across the entire continent.
Under the gaze of countless people’s violently contracting pupils, three pairs of wings radiating boundless golden light unfolded from behind her.
An angel descends!
The ultimate divine coercion suppressed the momentum of Tang San’s proud Clear Sky Hammer.
Turned into a Seraphim, Qian Renxue’s golden eyes swirled, looking down disdainfully at the whole audience!
(End of Chapter)
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