A Draw

The unstoppable Wind Demon Wolf Consecutive Slashes tore through the once-impenetrable Blue Silver Cage as if punching through bubbles, then continued toward Tang San.

But that powerful slash failed to land on Tang San.

A faint purple glow filled Tang San's eyes as he calmly watched the descending wings, without the slightest hint of fear in his gaze.

Feng Xiaotian was incredibly fast. Especially when he unleashed his self-created Spirit Skill, Wind Demon Wolf Consecutive Slashes, his speed could be called the ultimate.

Among Spirit Masters of the same rank, even ordinary Agility Attack Spirit Masters could hardly match him. Perhaps only the rare Pure Agility Type Spirit Masters could contend with him.

However, the Purple Demon Eye gave Tang San an extraordinarily keen power of observation. He could accurately capture Feng Xiaotian's figure, and naturally, the descending wings were no exception.

When the razor-sharp edge of the wings was less than a meter away from Tang San, black light suddenly surged from his left hand, condensing into a small, completely black hammer.

It was his Second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

The instant the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his palm, a thunderous bang erupted beneath Tang San's feet. His legs sank slightly, while the entire ground beneath him exploded into a massive crater.

Immediately afterward, Tang San gripped the hammer with both hands and half-turned his body. His calves exerted force, his legs drove his waist, his waist drove his back, and his back drove his arms, sending his entire body into a spinning motion.

At the same time, the black hammer in Tang San's hands, which had initially been only a foot long, instantly expanded to over a meter as Soul Power flooded into it. The hammerhead at its end grew to the size of a