Are You Scratching an Itch?

"Breaking into the Clear Sky Sect without permission? You're courting death! Kill him!!"

"Kill!!"

Countless Clear Sky Sect disciples roared in fury. Soul rings flashed one after another, and intense Soul Power fluctuations rippled throughout the Clear Sky Sect.

These enraged disciples raised their powerful Clear Sky Hammers and charged fearlessly at Green Fatty.

Every Clear Sky Hammer pulsed with powerful energy, each carrying an unstoppable and overbearing momentum. Under such might, the Clear Sky Hammers smashed fiercely into Green Fatty's body.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Dull booms reverberated in every direction. Large numbers of glowing Clear Sky Hammers descended, drowning Green Fatty beneath countless attacks.

This terrifying scene, this frenzied barrage of hammer strikes, left Third Brother and the others in the distance feeling stirred as well.

"What a shocking sight. I never expected the power our sect could gather when facing an enemy to be this terrifying. So many Clear Sky Hammers—it's truly astounding."

"Yeah. With so many Clear Sky Hammers coming down, even a Title Douluo would die with regrets. Green Fatty is definitely finished."

"Exactly. The Clear Sky Hammer is the strongest martial soul, and its attack power is terrifying. Who would dare act recklessly against so many Clear Sky Hammers?!"

"Hahaha! Even if the Clear Sky Sect has closed itself off, it isn't a place just anyone can offend. Whoever dares cause trouble will die on the spot, just like Green Fatty!"

Third Brother, the captain, and the others spoke proudly. Looking at Green Fatty buried beneath the Clear Sky Hammers, delight appeared on their faces.

Yet at that very moment, just as they were feeling pleased with themselves—

Boom! A deafening explosion suddenly rang out, and the ground cracked apart.

A terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, carrying mountain-toppling force as it instantly blasted the Clear Sky Sect members away.

Bang bang bang bang!

The Clear Sky Sect disciples slammed hard into the surrounding buildings, then fell back down with muffled groans, clutching their chests as their blood churned.

Some disciples who had been hit especially hard crashed through several walls in succession before collapsing to the ground, vomiting blood wildly. Some were even embedded in the walls.

It could be said that in that instant—

Every Clear Sky Sect disciple who had attacked Green Fatty suffered severe injuries. They lay scattered in all directions, staring at Green Fatty in utter horror.

Roar!!! A heaven-shaking roar echoed in every direction. Green Fatty threw back his head and roared furiously, the terrifying soundwaves making everyone's ears ache and displaying his dreadful strength.

Then—

This mighty Green Fatty, this Green Fatty who had instantly defeated a large number of Clear Sky Sect disciples, raised his hand beneath everyone's shocked gazes.

Scratch scratch scratch! The sound of scratching rang out as Green Fatty scratched himself and said disdainfully, "If you can't stop me, then don't. Why are you scratching an itch on me? What's wrong with you?"

Silence! Everyone was dumbfounded upon hearing that.

Especially when they saw Green Fatty scratching himself, they froze where they stood.

So many powerful attacks, such terrifying Soul Power fluctuations, countless Clear Sky Hammers striking his body without effect—they could barely accept that.

But saying it was scratching an itch? What the hell was that supposed to mean?

These were Clear Sky Hammers! Clear Sky Hammers capable of shattering everything! Since when was hitting someone with a Clear Sky Hammer considered scratching an itch?

Could he stop humiliating them like this?

Everyone felt stifled by the blow to their pride. Some were so upset that they vomited blood and fainted.

There was no helping it. This was simply too humiliating. They had cultivated for countless years and endured countless battles, multiplying their strength several times over and gaining endless confidence.

Yet—

Their powerful attacks had not only done nothing, but had actually been called scratching an itch. Who could bear that? This was simply murder of the heart!

Grinding their teeth in fury, some of the less severely injured disciples gripped their Clear Sky Hammers and dragged their wounded bodies forward, charging once more.

"Scratching an itch, huh? Let's see how you take our ultimate move."

Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!!

Bang bang bang bang!

"What Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer? It's just a blacksmithing hammer technique. Calling it the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer? You've got rocks in your heads."

Green Fatty looked around disdainfully, not taking these charging people seriously at all. He even casually spread his hands before clapping them together.

Bang! A terrifying shockwave suddenly erupted. Overwhelming force swept across all directions, instantly blasting every charging Clear Sky Sect disciple away again and sending them flying far into the distance.

But it did not end there. With that clap, violent airwaves surged outward, sending the surrounding buildings flying with thunderous crashes.

Such a shocking sight, such an unimaginable scene, made everyone's eyes widen.

Third Brother and the others, who had previously claimed Green Fatty was certain to die, were completely dumbfounded.

"Too... too strong. He's too strong! Just one clap caused such a terrifying phenomenon. This is unbelievable!"

"Quick, invite the Fifth Elder and Sixth Elder! Only these two Title Douluos can stop him now. Hurry!!"

The captain roared and urged them loudly.

"Alright, I'll go find them!"

Just as Third Brother was about to move, Green Fatty acted again.

Green Fatty cracked his neck, then slammed his right foot onto the ground with a bang, shooting forward like an armored vehicle.

Boom boom boom boom!

Deep footprints were left in the ground as Green Fatty advanced without hesitation, charging toward the Main Hall while everyone watched with bloodshot eyes.

"It's over. The Main Hall will be destroyed. Is the foundation of our Clear Sky Sect going to be ruined today?" Third Brother said despairingly.

"Wretch!!"

A majestic rebuke suddenly rang out from above the Main Hall.

Two gray-haired elders with stern expressions stood proudly above the Main Hall, radiating terrifying Soul Power fluctuations as they looked down coldly at Green Fatty.

Both held Clear Sky Hammers in their hands, while nine terrifying soul rings surged around their bodies, making them resemble kings as they exuded overwhelming majesty.

The moment the two appeared—

The Clear Sky Sect disciples instantly revealed delighted expressions. Some even began shouting excitedly.

Because these two were Title Douluos—Title Douluos with terrifying strength, formidable existences capable of suppressing an entire region.

And now—

Green Fatty had thoroughly enraged the two Title Douluos. In the face of a Title Douluo's wrath, death was the only outcome.

"Hahaha! We're saved! With two Title Douluos taking action, Green Fatty is definitely dead."

"That's right! He dared provoke the Clear Sky Sect. Does he think our Clear Sky Sect has no one? With Title Douluos acting, let's see how he blocks this!"

"Everyone, today we'll watch how Green Fatty is instantly killed by Title Douluos. Let him see just how powerful a Title Douluo truly is."

The Clear Sky Sect members spoke as they waited for the battle to begin, waiting for the two Title Douluos to kill Green Fatty.

Sure enough—

Just as Green Fatty was about to reach the Main Hall, the two Title Douluos finally made their move.

Amid countless flashes of lightning, they descended upon Green Fatty with vast, overwhelming power.

"Die!!!"

The majestic voices echoed once again as the terrifying Clear Sky Hammers suddenly descended.

Bang! Bang!

Two dull, earth-shaking booms spread in every direction.

The Clear Sky Hammers, carrying the power to destroy everything, smashed fiercely into Green Fatty's body, and then—

Then there was no then.

Green Fatty was completely unharmed. He blinked at the two Title Douluos, then split his face into a chilling grin.

"Have you ever played whack-a-mole?"