Battle Against Tang Hao

Ling Feng stood there in black robes, tall and upright, his expression calm.

Across from him, Tang Hao was badly wounded, yet his presence remained imposing. He gripped the renowned Clear Sky Hammer tightly in his hand.

"Is this all the strength you have?"

"The famed Clear Sky Douluo of Douluo Continent is nothing more than this."

Ling Feng's voice was not loud, yet it reached Tang Hao's ears clearly, carrying a faint trace of disdain and provocation.

Tang Hao raised his head. A flash of killing intent passed through his once-sharp eyes as he looked at the absurdly young Ling Feng before him.

He knew full well that he was severely injured and that his strength had greatly diminished. Even so, he had never imagined that a mere young man would look down on him so openly.

"First Soul Skill: Clear Sky Power."

Tang Hao's face darkened. He no longer held back, and the first Soul Ring on his body suddenly erupted with dazzling light.

That radiance contained endless power, as though it could set the entire space ablaze.

Purple lightning slithered across the surface of the Clear Sky Hammer like spiritual serpents, crackling as it gave off a terrifyingly powerful aura.

Wrapped in lightning, the Clear Sky Hammer rapidly expanded. Every inch of metal exuded a crushing sense of pressure, like a colossal mountain on the verge of collapse.

Tang Hao roared and vanished from his original spot in the blink of an eye. The air was torn apart by his movement, releasing a piercing howl.

At incredible speed, he swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and smashed it viciously toward Ling Feng.

This strike carried Tang Hao's fury and unwillingness, as well as the dignity of the Clear Sky Douluo.

"Boom!"

A terrifying force spread outward like raging tides. Even the surrounding void could not withstand this power and began to tremble faintly, as though it might shatter at any moment.

"Zhao Yun, don't make a move yet. Let me have a proper fight with him."

Seeing that Zhao Yun intended to help, Ling Feng spoke calmly.

Excitement gleamed in his eyes. After all, this was the perfect opportunity to test his strength at its peak.

Zhao Yun nodded slightly without saying anything more, then swiftly led Qian Renxue away from the battlefield.

Seeing Ling Feng standing there alone, Tang Hao felt a surge of disdain.

In his eyes, Ling Feng was so young. How could he possibly have reached the realm of a Titled Douluo?

This brat was simply courting death!

Since he dared to provoke him openly, Tang Hao would take this chance to remove this arrogant fool for Spirit Hall.

Ling Feng showed no fear whatsoever. The corners of his lips rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The next moment, he flicked his right hand slightly, and immense Space Power surged out from his body like roaring waves.

The dust that had been drifting freely through the air froze in midair beneath that powerful Space Power.

It was as if time itself had stopped flowing at that moment.

Immediately afterward, a shocking array of Soul Rings appeared around Ling Feng.

Red, black, black, black, black, black, red.

This heaven-defying configuration of five black and two red Soul Rings radiated a suffocating pressure.

Their light illuminated the entire area, drawing the attention of everyone present.

"How is this possible?"

Tang Hao cried out involuntarily. His movements paused slightly due to the sudden shock.

His eyes widened in disbelief at the sight before him.

Such an outrageous Soul Ring configuration!

He had never even heard of it, especially the first Soul Ring, which had actually reached the hundred-thousand-year level.

In his understanding, this was simply absurd.

"Trying to fool me with a trick of the eye? You must be dreaming."

Tang Hao had been completely blinded by rage. His eyes turned crimson like burning flames as he roared with killing intent.

To him, all of this was merely an illusion Ling Feng had created to deceive him.

However, if Tang Hao had been even slightly calmer and more rational, he would have been able to truly sense the immense power emanating from those Soul Rings.

That power was real and vast. It was not something an illusion could imitate.

"What a terrifying Soul Ring configuration... and his cultivation has only just reached the Soul Sage realm."

Qian Renxue also stared at the dazzling Soul Rings around Ling Feng in shock. Her lips trembled slightly as she muttered in disbelief.

The astonishment in her heart was beyond words!

Ling Feng was merely a seven-ring Soul Sage, yet he could erupt with an aura comparable to that of a Titled Douluo.

His strength was simply too terrifying.

Especially when she looked at the mirror-like Martial Soul in Ling Feng's right hand, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul within her actually felt suppressed at that moment.

This meant that Ling Feng's Martial Soul was a level higher than her God-tier Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel.

Qian Renxue could not calm herself for a long time!

Could it be that Douluo Continent had given birth to another God-tier Martial Soul unknown to them?

Looking at Ling Feng's Soul Ring configuration, Qian Renxue fell into deep thought. She recalled having previously seen the heaven-defying Soul Ring configurations of Ling Feng and Zhao Yun.

She could not help but speculate.

Perhaps all of this was inseparable from the secrets hidden behind the Soul Ring Pavilion.

A glint flashed through her eyes as she silently made up her mind to uncover the truth.

Snake Lance Douluo had long been stunned speechless by the scene before him. His mouth hung wide enough to fit an egg inside, and he simply could not believe what he was seeing.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Space Distortion."

Ling Feng stared fixedly at the Clear Sky Hammer hurtling toward him with world-destroying force. He knew the power of this strike and did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

Soul Power within him surged like a rushing river into the Void Mirror Martial Soul.

His Fifth Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring released a dark black glow at that moment, like a deep black hole that seemed capable of devouring everything.

Space Power spread from Ling Feng's right hand like an ancient beast awakening from slumber, crashing forward with a thunderous force.

In an instant, space twisted.

The originally flat space became uneven, like a sheet of paper that had been crumpled.

The surrounding light was refracted by the distortion, creating strange, shifting patterns of light and shadow.

Space Distortion was Ling Feng's own Fifth Soul Skill, the manifestation of his mastery over Space Power taken to its limits.

Through this Soul Skill, he could completely twist all the space around him, plunging his enemies into chaotic space-time.

Ling Feng had just used this Soul Skill to distort the space ahead, scattering Tang Hao's attack across countless different spatial locations.

Thus, when the Clear Sky Hammer touched that twisted space, all its power was completely dispersed throughout the surrounding space, while Ling Feng himself was not harmed in the slightest.

He stood quietly where he was, a calm smile still on his face, as though everything remained under his control.

"Damn it! What kind of method is this?"

Tang Hao was dumbfounded by Ling Feng's bizarre technique.

He had originally believed that his full-powered strike would be enough to leave Ling Feng severely wounded.

After all, he knew better than anyone how powerful that attack was. Even an ordinary Titled Douluo would not dare take it head-on.

Yet Ling Feng had easily blocked his attack with only Soul Sage-level strength.

Moreover, when his attack struck the void ahead, it seemed to encounter an invisible and powerful force, and was completely broken apart.

This method was far too strange, leaving him both shocked and furious.

Tang Hao stared at the Void Mirror Martial Soul in Ling Feng's right hand, his eyes filled with wariness.

He had never seen this Martial Soul before, yet it could unleash power that made even him tremble.

For some reason, the ominous feeling in Tang Hao's heart grew increasingly intense.

He knew that if he did not use an even stronger method, he would likely find it difficult to defeat this mysterious young man today.

"Ring Detonation!"

Thus, he no longer held back in the slightest. In the next moment, the two Hundred-Year Soul Rings on his body exploded at the same time.

Powerful energy erupted like a volcano, pouring endlessly into Tang Hao's body.

His body trembled slightly under the impact of that energy, but his aura doubled once more.