Tang San flew out like a kite with its string cut off, twisting his body in the air with all his strength.
Only then could he stabilize his body before landing.
He fell back six or seven meters in a row.
His face was very ugly.
He looked down at his hand holding the hammer in disbelief.
My fingers were actually trembling at this moment.
His Clear Sky Hammer actually fell behind in the moment of collision?
"This...this is impossible!"
Tang San shook his head repeatedly. His Clear Sky Hammer was as heavy as a mountain, and when he swung it, it was even more powerful than thunder.
As a result, he was defeated by the opponent with a sword?
"how can that be possible!"
Tang San's eyes were confused for a moment.
"My Clear Sky Hammer is the best martial spirit in the world. Why did it lose to this mediocre broken sword?"
"Broken sword?" Luo Yu raised his eyebrows.
He smiled as he looked at the Nine Heavens Sword that screamed in his palm.
"Tang San's eldest nephew, you really dare to say that."
Seeing the playful and relaxed expression on Luo Yu's face, Tang San gritted his teeth and raised the hammer.
"boom!"
Hidden in the strong wind was Tang San's voice, and a sledgehammer was used to make the wind.
Carrying a huge force, it fell from all angles.
Hundreds of hammer shadows appeared in the sky.
In the interlaced shadows of the hammer, the black soul ring shone brightly, blooming with the brilliance of soul skills.
Luo Yu held up the long sword and held it in his hand, like a sword from a god. Although it was not very fast, it blocked all Tang San's attack routes impartially.
Protecting the whole body for three feet, making it difficult for Tang San to get even close.
"Boom boom boom!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing became more and more intense, until finally every confrontation was like thunder exploding, deafening.
The audience's eyes were filled with tears of determination, and they stared desperately, watching every confrontation in the ring, and they couldn't even bear to close their eyelids.
Feeling the air waves blowing out of the venue, the audience did not bother to fix their messy hairstyles, they were already shocked by the battle between the two.
"Is this a competition among young people?"
"The fights of the older generation were not so exciting."
"Okay, you don't need to explain nonsense. Does the older generation have a battle between twin martial souls? Does the older generation have blood-red soul rings?"
"It's incredible. Tang San has shocked me enough. How could this Luo Yu be so perverted?"
"All red soul rings? Even the soul beast base camp can't collect so many of them."
"Hey, am I getting old? Time has passed."
As the confrontation in the stadium continued, tens of thousands of spectators were stunned, feeling that something was very absurd and unacceptable.
"Tang San, who is a Soul King, has twin martial souls, and even possesses the world's first martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, has been abused?"
"If it were in the past, wouldn't Tang San win the championship with his eyes closed?"
"Now being beaten casually by player Luo Yu in a wheelchair?"
"Fuck, that's crazy."
"boom!"
There was another loud noise on the field, and Tang San flew out bleeding, and finally it took the combined efforts of six teammates to hold him up.
But Luo Yu was still sitting on the spot motionless, the sharpness of the sword in his palm was not diminished, but the sword light was hesitating.
"You don't need to help me!"
Tang San stood up angrily and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling extremely ashamed inside.
Since he became successful in cultivation, for countless days and nights, he would dream about violently tyrannizing Luo Yu and regaining his dignity.
Then the facts were too ruthless. The other party had not yet taken the initiative to take action, but the force of the shock during the collision made him cough up blood.
See the indifference in Luo Yu's eyes and the playfulness on the corner of his mouth.
Tang San's eyes were red, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the Clear Sky Hammer had turned white from exerting too much force.
"Will not."
"How could I lose to this guy?"
He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing slightly.
Then he opened his eyes, his eyes flashing purple.
"Next, let you try my Haotian Sect's unique skills!"
"collapse!"
The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand instantly enlarged, and the black patterns wrapped around its surface seemed to come alive, shining brightly.
His arm muscles swelled and he danced the Clear Sky Hammer.
At the same time, the feet rotated, shattering the earth and rocks, and taking mysterious steps.
Then, he jumped up and attacked in the air.
Luo Yu raised his eyes and glanced casually, then shook his head repeatedly and slashed his sword diagonally upward to the right.
The tip of the sword was right on top of the hammer's head, instantly neutralizing the terrifying power of the Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang San smiled and narrowed his eyes.
"Do you think I only have the power of one hammer?"
"Haotian Hammer, random cloak!"
Tang San shouted loudly, and the Clear Sky Hammer turned into black light, like a gust of wind and rain, and hit Luo Yu with all his strength.
One hammer after another, one after another.
The calves move, the abdomen and back exert force, the arms pull, and the soul power stirs.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers, one after another.
The force of each hammer is far greater than the previous one, and is superimposed into the next attack.
Feng Xiaotian's mouth in the audience was bitter.
This...is this the Haotian Sect's random cloak hammering technique?
Compared with this unique skill, his Thirty-Six Continuous Slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf is still much inferior.
Of course, what made Feng Xiaotian's scalp numb even more than Tang San's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique was that Luo Yu blocked every terrifying attack of Tang San's with one arm and one sword?
What kind of strength does this guy have?
Feng Xiaotian suddenly felt that his loss was not unfair at all.
Not only is it not unfair, it is like saving a life.
Thanks to Brother Luo Yu for releasing the water for me, no, thanks to Dad Luo Yu for releasing the sea for me!
Feng Xiaotian was completely convinced. He was conquered by the strength shown by Luo Yu, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart that he could not contend with no matter what.
As for the audience, some people don't know what the random cloak hammering method is, but the audience who know the difference are already watching and trembling with excitement.
"There is someone who can catch the random cloak hammer technique with a single sword?"
"Isn't this Luo Yu a little overconfident, and he allowed Tang San to keep stacking hammers?"
"Basically, anyone with knowledge knows that the Haotian Sect's Cloak Hammering Technique is more powerful with one blow than the other, and it can destroy the world and destroy the earth when stacked at the end. How could he just watch Tang San continue to accumulate power?"
"Hey, don't pretend to understand. Can't you see that player Luo Yu is having fun?"
"Look at that casual look in his eyes and his calm and composed demeanor. Can that be faked? Why do I feel like he came here just for fun?"
The audience watched the confrontation between the two intently, but kept talking non-stop. Only by speaking loudly could they express their excitement.
"Boom!"
An explosion made them stop talking.
Because Tang San finally stacked up to the last hammer, ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers, all returned to one, and all the accumulated power merged into one.
Finally, where there was no hammer shadow in mid-air, a terrifying black-scaled dragon appeared, as if it could swallow everything.
It contains the terrifying power that makes the earth tremble and the arena sway.
Running towards Luo Yu, he looked back and hit him on the head.
Tang San's voice was cold and stern.
"How dare you let me stack the hammer."
"Die to me!"
Faced with such a terrifying final blow, Luo Yu made an operation that no one could understand.
He turned his wrist and put away the Nine Heavens Sword.
"???"
The audience was shocked, what is this going on?
The eyeballs of the team members in the rest area are bulging, which is a suicide attempt.
Tang San laughed.
"Hahaha, are you putting away your weapons and just arresting me?"
