Clang!
With a crisp ring, the Murder Axes on both sides collided. Tang San was instantly dumbfounded. What? Hadn't he lost his vision? How could he still sense where my attack was coming from?
"Heh... Don't forget, my sword intent has already reached the god level."
He chuckled. The moment his vision returned, he saw the other man's incredulous expression and felt even more pleased with himself.
Tang San: Predicting attacks without vision? Isn't that a little unfair?
Of course, Chang Gongwei, Adai, and Lei Xiang had also reached the god level in their respective fields of intent. But after losing their divine power, they had all lost their former composure and were naturally far less capable than before.
As for Tang San? Had he ever practiced with a sword or spear? He was the kind of guy who even needed to waste a skill slot on entangling someone with Blue Silver Grass. What could he possibly understand about swordsmanship or spear techniques?
What's more, the previous Sea God and Asura God had directly passed their secret techniques down to him through the Sea God Trident and Asura Magic Sword. He hadn't needed to learn them at all. There was no way he understood anything about swordsmanship or spear techniques, let alone that he could match Chen Ming'er.
"Goodbye, Tang San!"
Chen Ming'er brought his axe down without mercy. Tang San collapsed, his eyes still filled with disbelief, venom, and an unwillingness to die.
Meanwhile, Chen Ming'er stood proudly, Murder Axe in hand. His invincible figure looked so lonely.
Ji Dong and Lie Yan, who had witnessed the entire thing, stared in astonishment. They hadn't expected him to take down Tang San all by himself.
Just like that, the crisis was over. Lie Yan used a defibrillator to revive Rong