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  Tang San flew upside down like a kite with broken strings, desperately twisting his body in the air.

   This is the only way to stabilize your figure before landing.

   Backed up six or seven meters again and again.

  His face was very ugly.

   He looked down at his hand holding the hammer in disbelief.

  At this moment, his fingers were trembling.

  His Clear Sky Hammer actually lost the wind at the moment of collision and confrontation just now?

   "This... this is impossible!"

   Tang San shook his head again and again, his Clear Sky Hammer was as heavy as a hill, and when he swung it, it was even more thunderous.

  The result was collapsed by the opponent with a sword?

"how can that be possible!"

   Tang San\'s eyes were momentarily confused.

   "My Clear Sky Hammer is the best martial soul in the world, why did I lose to this mediocre broken sword?"

   "Broken sword?" Luo Yu raised his eyebrows.

  Looking at the Jiuxiao Tianzhu Sword neighing in his palm, he smiled.

   "Tang San nephew, you really dare to say that."

  Looking at the playful and relaxed expression on Luo Yu\'s face, Tang San gritted his teeth, raised the hammer and struck.

   "Boom!"

   Tang San\'s voice was hidden in the turbulent wind, and he was playing vigorously with a sledgehammer.

   Carrying the momentum of Wanjun, it volleys down from all angles.

  Hundreds of hammer shadows appeared in the sky.

  Among the shadows of the hammers, the black soul ring shone brightly, emitting the brilliance of soul skills.

  Luo Yu pressed the long sword, and pinched it casually, like a sword from a god, obviously not fast, but it blocked all Tang San\'s attack routes impartially.

   Protect the whole body three feet, making it difficult for Tang San to get close.

   "Boom boom boom!"

  The sound of gold and iron clashing became more and more intense, until every confrontation was like a thunderclap, deafening.

  The audience was desperate, staring desperately, watching every confrontation on the ring, even reluctant to close their eyelids.

  Feeling the air waves blowing out of the arena, the audience ignored their messy hairstyles and were already shocked by the battle between the two.

   "Is this a competition between young people?"

   "The fights of the older generation are not so exciting."

   "Okay, don\'t need your nonsense to explain, the older generation has a battle between twin martial souls? Does the older generation have a blood-red soul ring?"

   "It\'s unbelievable, Tang San has shocked me enough, how could this Luo Yu be so perverted."

   "All red soul rings? Why can\'t we get so many soul rings in the soul beast camp?"

   "Grass, am I getting old? Times are passing."

  As the confrontation continued on the field, tens of thousands of spectators were stunned, feeling that one thing was absurd and unacceptable.

   "Soul King\'s cultivation base, twin martial souls, Tang San who possesses the world\'s first martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, was abused?"

   "If it was the previous competition, wouldn\'t Tang San win the championship with his eyes closed?"

   "Now being beaten by player Luo Yu in a wheelchair?"

   "Holy shit, this is crazy."

   "Boom!"

  There was another loud bang on the field, Tang San flew upside down bleeding, and finally it was only with the joint efforts of six teammates that he was supported.

  And Luo Yu still sat there motionless, the sharpness of the sword in his palm was not diminished, but the sword was flickering.

   "I don\'t need your help!"

   Tang San stood up angrily, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling extremely ashamed in his heart.

  Since he succeeded in cultivation, for countless days and nights, he would dream of tyrannizing Luo Yu and regaining his dignity.

   Then the facts were too ruthless, the opponent hadn\'t taken the initiative to make a move, but the counter-shock force during the collision made him cough up blood.

  Seeing the indifference in Luo Yu\'s eyes and the playfulness in the corner of his mouth.

  Tang San\'s eyes were red, and the knuckles holding the Haotian Hammer turned white due to excessive force.

"Will not."

   "How could I lose to this kind of guy."

  He closes his eyes, breathing slightly.

   Then he opened his eyes, and his eyes shone with purple light.

   "Next, I\'ll let you try my Haotian School\'s unique skills!"

   "Crash!"

  The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San\'s hand instantly magnified, and the black patterns wrapped around the surface seemed to come alive, shining brightly.

  His arm muscles swelled, and he swung the Clear Sky Hammer.

   At the same time, the feet swirled, smashing the earth and rocks, and took mysterious steps.

   Then, he jumped up and struck in the air.

  Luo Yu raised his eyes and glanced casually, then shook his head again and again, and slashed his sword diagonally to the upper right.

  The tip of the sword just hit the hammer head, instantly neutralizing the terrifying power of the Clear Sky Hammer.

   Tang San smiled, squinting his eyes.

   "Do you think I only have the strength of a hammer!"

   "Hammer of the Clear Sky, chaotic cloak!"

   Tang San gave a shout, and the Haotian Hammer turned into black light, smashing towards Luo Yu desperately like a gust of wind and rain.

   One hammer after another, one after another.

  The calves are moved, the abdomen and back are exerted, the arms are pulled, and the soul power is stirred.

  Ninety-nine eighty-one hammers, continuously.

  The strength of each hammer is far greater than just before, superimposed into the next attack.

  Feng Xiaotian under the stage had a bitter mouth.

  This... Is this the Chaos Wind Hammer method of Haotian School?

  Compared to this unique skill, his thirty-six consecutive slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf is still much worse.

  Of course, what made Feng Xiaotian\'s scalp tingle even more than Tang San\'s use of the Wind Hammer Technique was that Luo Yu blocked Tang San\'s every terrifying attack with a single arm?

  What kind of strength is this guy?

  Feng Xiaotian suddenly felt that his loss was not wronged at all.

   Not only was he not wronged, it was like saving his life.

  Thank you Brother Luo Yu for releasing the water for me, no, thank Dad Luo Yu for releasing the sea for me!

  Feng Xiaotian was completely convinced, conquered by Luo Yu\'s strength, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart that he couldn\'t resist no matter what.

  As for the audience, some of them don’t know what the Chaos Cloaking Wind Hammer Technique is, but the knowledgeable audience has already watched and trembled with excitement.

   "Someone can catch the Wind Hammer Technique with a single sword?"

   "Is this Luo Yu being a little too big, and even letting Tang San keep stacking hammers?"

   "Basically, anyone with knowledge knows that Haotianzong\'s Chaotic Cloak Hammer Method is stronger than one hammer, and it can destroy the sky and destroy the earth in the end. He actually just watched Tang San keep accumulating strength like this?"

   "Grass, don\'t pretend to understand, can\'t you see that player Luo Yu is playing?"

   "Look at the casual eyes, the calm and composed demeanor, it can be faked? Why do I feel that he came up just to play."

  The audience watched the confrontation between the two intently, but kept babbling in their mouths. Only by speaking loudly can they express their excitement.

   "Boom!"

   An explosion made them stop the sound.

  Because Tang San finally stacked up to the last hammer, ninety-nine eighty-one hammers, all turned into one, all the accumulated power melted into one furnace.

  In the end, where there was Hammer Shadow in midair, a terrifying black-scaled dragon appeared, as if it could devour everything.

   Contains the terrifying power of shaking the earth and shaking the arena.

  Running towards Luo Yu, he looked back and hit him on the head.

  Tang San\'s voice was cold and severe.

   "How dare you let me stack the hammer."

   "Die to the Lord!"

   Facing such a terrifying final blow, Luo Yu made an operation that no one could understand.

   Turned his wrist and put away the Jiuxiao Tianzhu Sword.

   "???"

  The audience was stunned, what is this for?

   The eyeballs of the players in the rest area bulged. This was a deadly operation.

   Tang San laughed.

   "Hahaha, are you putting away your weapons and just getting caught?"

   "Surrender and I can\'t let you go!"

  (end of this chapter)