Truly laughable.
One was the peerless genius the Clear Sky Sect took pride in, the Clear Sky Douluo.
The other was the "useless Master" of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The two greatest sects on Douluo Continent had produced men like this?
"Teacher, are you all right?"
Hu Liena watched Bibi Dong's expression, her voice tinged with concern.
Bibi Dong slowly shook her head.
"I'm fine."
Her voice was soft and calm, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.
She was fine.
She simply no longer held even the slightest illusion about this world, about the so-called righteous path, or about those sanctimonious men.
At that moment, on the official road, a ruthless glint suddenly flashed through the eyes of Tang Hao, who had been acting dazed and muttering to himself.
An opportunity!
Though his spiritual power was suppressed, his battle instincts remained. This mysterious man seemed to have been completely drawn in by his words.
Now!
Tang Hao burst into motion in an instant, wringing the last trace of Soul Power from his body.
The black Clear Sky Hammer appeared out of thin air, its massive head howling as it tore through the air.
Without the slightest hesitation, Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!
First hammer! Second hammer! Third hammer!
Each strike came faster than the last, each one heavier than the last!
Power stacked upon power in a mad surge. The hammer shadows churned the air, unleashing piercing detonations. The entire official road trembled beneath this force, and the ground split apart.
Li Yifei did not even spare Tang Hao another glance.
He merely shifted his body slightly to the side.
The first hammer, carrying the rage of a Titled Douluo, grazed the hem of his robe and smashed heavily into the ground, blasting out a deep pit.
Tang Hao's