The Battle for the Two Continents' Strongest Tool Martial Souls: Clear Sky Hammer vs. Purple Flame Dragon Spear! (Seeking Follow!)

Ma Hongjun scratched his head.

"But wasn't he already dead?

Why compete with a dead man?"

"No."

Tang San shook his head, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.

"The Sky Screen would never do anything meaningless.

There must be a deeper purpose behind its tireless effort to establish Wei Yuan's strength.

What I'm more curious about is... after ranking Beast Martial Souls, what will come next?"

After a brief silence, the Golden Light that had just faded gathered once more, returning in an even more dazzling and brilliant form!

This time, boundless sharpness faintly radiated from within the Golden Light, as though countless divine weapons were clashing and shrieking inside it.

Soul Masters across The entire continent, no matter where they were,

felt the weapons in their hands or the Tool Martial Souls within their bodies tremble faintly at that moment, as if they were paying homage—or trembling in fear.

"It's... it's happening again?"

"So soon? What is it this time?"

"This aura... it's so sharp! My Sword Martial Soul is trembling!"

Countless Soul Masters turned pale in alarm.

Golden Light flowed across the Sky Screen, eventually gathering into a new line of majestic words that carried the weight of metal and stone:

[Top Martial Soul Showdown · Tool Martial Soul Edition]

[Douluo Continent · Strongest Tool Martial Soul · Clear Sky Hammer]

VS

[Sun Moon Continent · Strongest Tool Martial Soul · Purple Flame Dragon Spear]

(An explanation for why it isn't Tang Chen: Tang Chen was currently parasitized by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King and spent most of his time in an unconscious state. At this point, Tang Chen was the "King of Slaughter," not himself, so the Sky Screen did not count him. The Sky Curtain Arena will be arranged later!)

Boom—!

If the previous Beast Martial Soul showdown had only caused some people to feel the pain personally,

then this time, every Tool Martial Soul Soul Master on Douluo Continent erupted into excitement!

Clear Sky Hammer!

Those three words represented a legend, a myth, on Douluo Continent!

It was the ultimate symbol of strength and dominance, the inherited Martial Soul of the Clear Sky Sect, leader of the Upper Three Sects.

It was also an insurmountable pinnacle in the hearts of countless Tool Martial Soul Soul Masters!

"Clear Sky Hammer!

It's finally our Douluo Continent's pride's turn!"

"Hahaha, let those people from Sun Moon Continent see what the true number one Tool Martial Soul in the world is!"

"Purple Blazing Sky-Destroying Dragon may be strong, but that's a Beast Martial Soul!

When it comes to Tool Martial Souls, I recognize only the Clear Sky Hammer!"

The people's confidence was instantly ignited.

The gloom brought about by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's defeat seemed to vanish completely the moment the words "Clear Sky Hammer" appeared.

On the Sky Screen, beneath the gaze of countless spectators, information on both representatives slowly emerged.

[Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul Representative: Tang Hao]

[Soul Power Level: Level 95 Titled Douluo]

[Title: Clear Sky]

[Purple Flame Dragon Spear Martial Soul Representative: Wei Tianchen]

[Soul Power Level: Level 97 Titled Douluo]

[Title: Purple Blazing]

Clear Sky Sect.

Within the reclusive sect, the atmosphere instantly shifted from solemn to fervent.

"It's our Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Sect Master!

This is our chance to restore our sect's name!"

"Let the entire continent see who is truly number one!"

The Elders looked excitedly toward Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao's gaze, however, passed through the crowd and landed on a silent, aloof figure in the corner.

He was a tall man with a weathered face, his entire body radiating the contradictory auras of desolation and dominance.

He was Tang Xiao's younger brother, the current Clear Sky Douluo—Tang Hao!

A ball of Golden Light floated quietly before Tang Hao.

It was inviting Tang Hao to enter the Sky Curtain Arena, where everyone on the planet would watch.

The outcome would determine whether Douluo Continent's strongest Tool Martial Soul was superior, or Sun Moon Continent's Tool Martial Soul was stronger.

Tang Xiao took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"Xiao Hao, the Sky Screen has chosen you."

Tang Hao slowly raised his head, and a complicated light flashed through his murky eyes.

Tang Hao glanced at the wine gourd in his hand, then at the sky. At last, he slowly rose to his feet as an invisible tyrannical aura began to awaken from within him.

"I've long wanted to see what the descendant of that Wei Yuan is truly capable of."

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse, yet it carried unquestionable authority.

Still, he could not help feeling somewhat worried inside.

This Wei Tianchen's Soul Power was a full Level 97!

Even though Tang Hao had mastered Clear Sky Sect secret techniques such as the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, Great Sumeru Hammer, and Exploding Ring,

he was facing Twin Martial Souls—Sun Moon Continent's strongest Beast Martial Soul, the Purple Blazing Sky-Destroying Dragon, and Sun Moon Continent's strongest Tool Martial Soul, the Purple Flame Dragon Spear.

Furthermore,

both Martial Souls had ten-thousand-year fourth rings, while their eighth and ninth rings were all 100,000-year Soul Rings.

A single 100,000-year Soul Ring could grant a Soul Master two hundred-thousand-year soul skills.

Four 100,000-year Soul Rings meant Wei Tianchen possessed a full eight hundred-thousand-year soul skills.

That did not even include any Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones Wei Tianchen might have absorbed!

Not to mention that after reaching the Titled Douluo realm, a difference of one level was like an uncrossable gulf—let alone the two-level gap between Level 97 and Level 95!

Meanwhile, at Shrek Academy.

"It's Dad!"

Tang San instantly stood up, his eyes filled with excitement and concern.

More than anyone, he understood his father's strength. The power of the Great Sumeru Hammer was enough to shake heaven and earth!

But he had also witnessed the strangeness and power of Sun Moon Continent displayed by the Sky Screen.

He could not help clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.

"Purple Flame Dragon Spear... what kind of Martial Soul is that?"

Dai Mubai frowned, trying hard to remember something.

"I feel like I've heard of this Martial Soul somewhere before?"

"It's Wei Tianchen!"

Oscar cried out.

"Have you all forgotten already?"

"Isn't this Purple Flame Dragon Spear Martial Soul that Wei Tianchen from the Sun Moon Empire Expeditionary Navy?"

"This Purple Flame Dragon Spear Martial Soul is one of his Twin Martial Souls. Whenever his main Martial Soul, the Purple Blazing Sky-Destroying Dragon, absorbs a Soul Ring, this Purple Flame Dragon Spear Martial Soul gains an identical Soul Ring!"

"I remember now."

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened as he slapped his forehead.

"The Sky Screen has ranked so many things that my brain has turned to mush."

"This Wei Tianchen is that ruthless guy who just crushed the Level 94 Sea Horse Douluo, right?"

"Like Third Brother, he has Twin Martial Souls."

"If he goes up against Uncle Hao, Uncle Hao only has one Martial Soul. Wouldn't that put him at a disadvantage?"

"And Wei Tianchen's Soul Power is two levels higher than Uncle Hao's!"

Master Yu Xiaogang's expression was graver than ever before.

"Twin Martial Souls are extremely terrifying, especially for a monster like this!"

"Clear Sky Douluo, he..."

"Level 97 versus Level 95! Uncle Hao has the advantage!"

Ma Hongjun shouted excitedly.

But in the next moment, Ma Hongjun realized something was wrong.

He awkwardly rubbed his nose.

"I read it wrong. I thought Level 97 was Uncle Hao!"

Before the words fell, the Sky Curtain Arena condensed into form once more!

Golden Light flickered as two figures appeared at almost the same time on opposite ends of the Arena.

On one side stood Tang Hao, broad and imposing, dressed in ragged clothes, his face weathered but his eyes incomparably domineering.

He merely stood there quietly, yet he seemed like an immovable mountain.

On the other side was a young man wearing luxurious purple-gold battle armor, with black hair cascading over his shoulders, a handsome face, and eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

Wei Tianchen's black hair was dark as ink, his eyes deep and unfathomable. In his hand, he held a dark-purple spear whose tip burned with a cluster of Purple-gold flame.