One moment, he had been omnipotent; the next, he had lost all his extraordinary power. The enormous gap left a vast void in Tang Wulin's heart. His pupils trembled violently as he lowered his head in disbelief to look at his hands.
These were hands made slightly rough from years of training. With a bit of Soul Power, they would have made him an unmatched master among ordinary people.
But now, they were merely a pair of trained hands.
Without the empowerment of extraordinary power, they seemed so insignificant and fragile to Tang Wulin.
Just then, Huo Yu'er's cool voice sounded beside his ear.
"This is my domain world, called the Reincarnation Death Arena.
"Within this space, both of us will be stripped of our extraordinary power. Other than that, there are no rules. You can imagine any weapon you want, and it will instantly appear in your hand.
"Let us settle life and death here as nothing more than ordinary mortals."
Tang Wulin looked up. It was still Huo Yu'er's breathtakingly beautiful face, yet at this moment, it looked utterly hateful to him.
However, after hearing Huo Yu'er's explanation of this domain, a scornful smile gradually rose at the corner of Tang Wulin's lips.
"This is what you're relying on to kill me? Isn't that laughable? Don't you know I'm a direct disciple of the Tang Sect?"
As soon as he spoke, hidden weapons appeared in Tang Wulin's hands with a turn of his thoughts.
Tang Sect Hidden Weapons technique—Hundred Solutions of Hidden Weapons.
In an instant, a sky-filling barrage of hidden weapons flew straight at Huo Yu'er.
It could only be said that Tang Wulin and Tang San were cut from the same cloth. Weapons meant to operate in secret were treated like machine guns in a frontal