This hammer blow was heavy and overwhelming, the strongest attack Tang San could unleash!
The spectators held their breath and clenched their fists, afraid they might miss this spectacular moment.
But Little Jiu did not move. His gaze was icy as he watched the hammer descend from above. Holding his spear in one hand, he viciously thrust it skyward.
Boom!
The instant the hammer and spear collided, the entire arena shook.
Clang!
Then came the crisp sound of shattering glass from the arena.
But everyone knew it was not glass. It was Little Jiu's Ice Battle Spear.
It had been smashed into fragments by the Clear Sky Hammer, while the hammer continued to crush downward with unmatched force.
"It's over. Jiuge is going to lose!"
"The Clear Sky Hammer truly deserves to be called the strongest Tool Spirit!"
"If that hammer comes down, Jiuge is definitely dead!"
The spectators inwardly regretted Little Jiu's arrogance.
But at that moment, Little Jiu reached out with one hand and grabbed at the Clear Sky Hammer.
Everyone was stunned. Had he given up struggling?
A flash of delight crossed Tang San's eyes. Was he out of options, forced to block with his hand?
It was useless! This was the Clear Sky Hammer!
Tang San roared, wanting to smash Little Jiu's arm to pieces with a single strike.
But in the next moment, Tang San froze. When the Clear Sky Hammer crashed into Little Jiu's palm, there was no sound of bones breaking. Tang San and his Clear Sky Hammer were both firmly gripped by that one hand, suspended in midair, while he still maintained the pose of swinging his hammer.
The scene seemed frozen. The spectators stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.
This had to be a joke!
He had caught