Seeing this, Zhou Haichuan was immediately filled with the fury of being slighted.
He was a notable figure even within the East Academy's Inner Academy. When had he ever been ignored like this?
He immediately stopped holding back. The muscles in his arms swelled like dragons as he viciously swung his massive hammer at Qin Yan.
Wherever the massive hammer passed, the compressed air detonated with explosive booms, and even the space around it rippled visibly.
Boom!
A deafening blast erupted across the arena as golden light and black hammer shadows tangled wildly together.
Yet in the next moment, Zhou Haichuan's expression froze completely.
He stared fixedly ahead, only to see a faint golden glow radiating from Qin Yan's robes.
That golden light was gentle and mild, seemingly inconspicuous, yet it lay before his massive hammer like an indestructible chasm.
His full-force strike landed upon that golden light without even stirring a single ripple before it was effortlessly blocked.
However, Zhou Haichuan was worthy of being a prodigy of the Holy Land. Though shocked to the extreme, he recovered after only a brief moment of stunned silence.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart as he swiftly changed moves with the massive hammer in hand.
Hammer after hammer poured down upon Qin Yan like a raging storm, each strike containing terrifying power enough to split mountains and shatter stone.
Seeing this, Qin Yan remained standing with his hands behind his back. He even had the leisure to narrow his eyes slightly, silently experiencing the defensive effects of the Cangwu Heavenly Garment as though enjoying a painless massage.
Zhou Haichuan's dense barrage of hammer strikes, enough to crush an ordinary Late-Stage Grandmaster, all bounced away upon the light of the Heavenly Dao like raindrops striking a