Zhao Wuji sent Tang Yu flying back into the air with a single blow, then immediately counterattacked:
"Second Soul Skill, Great Strength Vajra Palm!"
"Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Frenzy Hammer!"
Tyrannical lightning flashed across the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul as Tang Yu fiercely swung his hammer and descended from the sky with another crushing blow.
He clashed head-on with Zhao Wuji.
Bang! Boom!
In that instant, Tang Yu's terrifying strength had nearly reached an even match with Zhao Wuji's.
Zhao Wuji was stunned. He was a level 76 Soul Saint!
When he was younger, he had encountered Soul Masters with the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul. They had also possessed three rings, yet their strength had never been as tyrannical as Tang Yu's!
In truth, Tang Yu's tyrannical strength had long surpassed that of most four-ring Clear Sky Hammer Soul Masters.
And four-ring Clear Sky Hammer Soul Masters were usually somewhat stronger than five-ringed assault-type Soul Masters with other Martial Souls.
Coupled with Ning Rongrong's thirty-percent strength boost, Tang Yu's strike carried power equivalent to a peak Soul Emperor.
Naturally, Tang Yu could go head-to-head with Zhao Wuji in a direct clash.
"Good kid! You possess such tyrannical strength with just three rings. The Clear Sky Hammer really is formidable! But the title Unmovable Bright King wasn't given to me for nothing!"
"Is that so?" Tang Yu's fighting spirit surged, his blood seeming to boil. "What an Unmovable Bright King. Today, I'll see whether I can beat this Unmovable Bright King until he can't move at all!"
Their strength continued to clash.
"Tang San, why aren't you suppressing him with firepower already?!"
The thought of Tang Yu smashing his face to pieces if he did not give it his all made Tang San shudder.
Tang San finally stopped holding back. Purple Demon Eye, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Mysterious Jade Hand, Hidden Weapon Technique—he frantically hurled a massive number of hidden weapons, displaying all of his strongest abilities.
His hands moved rapidly as he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to swiftly throw countless hidden weapon Silver Needles around Zhao Wuji.
While clashing with Tang Yu, Zhao Wuji had no choice but to divide his strength to defend against Tang San's hidden weapons.
"Tang San, stop throwing those worthless Silver Needles at him! Break through his defense immediately!!"
Tang Yu directly gave him a death order.
Damn it! Before my strength breaks through to three rings, I have to swallow my pride before Tang Yu! Tang San was extremely displeased, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. At last, he threw out a handful of golden Silver Needles.
They were Dragon Beard Needles, designed specifically to break defenses.
In an instant, the Dragon Beard Needles pierced Zhao Wuji's body, and his strength immediately dropped sharply.
Tang Yu seized the opportunity and instantly exerted force, increasing his Soul Power output.
The next second!
"Get lost!!"
Bang! Boom!
"Uwahhh!" Zhao Wuji was blasted away on the spot, crashing through a wooden house.
"Damn! Teacher Zhao was actually sent flying! That's the Unmovable Bright King!" Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar were dumbfounded.
"Ha!"
Zhao Wuji blasted away the wood pressing down on him, wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, and emerged looking disheveled. "Good kid! I see it now. You aren't trying to last through one incense stick—you're trying to defeat me!"
"I'm still a level 76 Soul Saint. If I got knocked down by a bunch of little brats like you, wouldn't people laugh their teeth off if word got out?!"
"You want to beat me? Hahaha! You're dreaming big!"
"Again!"
"Get him!"
Tang Yu, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing attacked together.
However, it was almost entirely Tang Yu clashing with Zhao Wuji. Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing simply could not contend with him and could only assist and coordinate their attacks.
But Zhao Wuji had gotten serious now. He was no longer holding back in the slightest.
"Third soul skill, Gravity Enhancement!"
Terrifying gravity descended, pressing Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing to the ground. Tang Yu remained standing straight, but his movements were severely restricted.
"Hmph!"
"Fifth soul skill, Gravity Compression!"
"Young ones! It's time to end this!"
The ten-thousand-year Soul Ring beneath Zhao Wuji's feet rose up.
Enormous pressure came from every direction, and their bodies began to be pulled uncontrollably toward Zhao Wuji.
"Everyone, get behind me!"
The three of them ran toward Tang Yu at once.
But Zhu Zhuqing was the farthest away. Just as she was about to reach Tang Yu's back, her body was already pulled away.
It's over... Zhu Zhuqing's heart went cold.
"Come here!"
But at that moment, a powerful hand seized her delicate hand.
Tang Yu pulled Zhu Zhuqing into his arms.
"Mmm~" Zhu Zhuqing let out a soft cry and tightly wrapped her arms around Tang Yu, their bodies pressed closely together.
"Third soul skill, Clear Sky Bodyguard!"
Zhu Zhuqing was almost completely pressed against Tang Yu. With such intimate contact, and looking at Tang Yu's serious, handsome face, she felt as though she had completely fallen for him in that moment.
All four of them were pulled over, but Tang Yu's Clear Sky Bodyguard stood before them.
"A defensive Soul Skill? Let me see whether you can block this punch!" Zhao Wuji mobilized immense Soul Power and threw a full-force punch.
Bang!
The Clear Sky Bodyguard was nearly shattered, yet it instantly absorbed Zhao Wuji's immense energy.
"My third soul skill isn't just for defense!"
In that instant, the energy transformed into lightning and struck back.
"What!"
"Not good!"
Crackle!
Bang! Boom!
Splat~
"Argh!" Zhao Wuji spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was actually seriously injured.
"Get him! Finish him off in this last wave!"
"Yes!!"
Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu answered in unison.
"Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!"
Tang Yu finally unleashed the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate technique.
Bang bang bang!
Tang Yu crazily hammered Zhao Wuji.
Five strikes!
Ten strikes!
Twenty strikes!
When Tang Yu reached thirty strikes, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing could no longer hold on and were each knocked down by Zhao Wuji.
Now, only Tang Yu and Zhao Wuji remained, exchanging blows.
"Haha! Kid! Do you think you can defeat me just because you seriously injured me?!"
"If you can beat me, I, Zhao Wuji, will take your surname!!"
"Come on! Let's hurt each other! Hahaha!" Zhao Wuji had grown excited from the fight, laughing as he continued to attack.
He crazily exchanged head-on blows with Tang Yu, who had activated Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
Fists against hammer.
The two of them nearly stood still and brawled head-on!
Forty strikes!
Fifty strikes!
The more Zhao Wuji fought, the more excited he became, completely carried away. "Amazing! Again! Again! Kid, is that all the strength you have?!"
"Put more force into it! Hahaha!"
By the sixtieth strike, the carried-away Zhao Wuji finally sensed something. "Something's wrong! This kid's strength is getting fiercer and fiercer!"
Seventy strikes!
The smile on Zhao Wuji's face froze. "Could it be... Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!!"
Eighty strikes!
Bang!
"Teacher Zhao! Why aren't you laughing anymore?!"
"Not good!" Zhao Wuji panicked, terror already appearing on his face. "I'm screwed!!"
"Eighty-One Hammer Strikes!! Arghhh!"
Tang Yu roared and unleashed all the accumulated power in a full-force strike at that moment.
"Get lost!!"
Bang! Boom boom!
Tang Yu smashed down fiercely.
"Uwahhh!" Zhao Wuji let out a pig-slaughtering scream as the hammer strike sent him vomiting blood, his body spinning through the air in a full three hundred and sixty degrees.
He was sent flying dozens of meters by that one hammer strike, bounced across the ground several times, and finally lay there foaming at the mouth.
"Huff! Huff!" Tang Yu panted heavily, supporting himself with the Clear Sky Hammer as the corners of his mouth lifted. "Hello, Tang Wuji."
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