Bang!
It shattered. Fragments of the Clear Sky Hammer flew everywhere. The mighty Clear Sky Hammer, the world's number one tool Martial Soul, had actually been blasted apart by a single punch!!
Pfft—!
Tang Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with its string cut, only barely stopping after sliding through the air for hundreds of meters.
His eyes were filled with horror.
One punch.
Just one punch.
His Clear Sky Hammer had shattered!
Meanwhile, the Clear Sky Hammers of the Third Elder and Fourth Elder had already come crashing down.
Yet Liu Bai did not even turn his head. With merely a thought—
"Sixth Soul Skill—Magma Barrier!"
Boom!
A thick wall of magma instantly rose behind him, firmly blocking the two Clear Sky Hammers.
Three seconds of absolute defense.
Three seconds later, the barrier shattered, but the force of the two Clear Sky Hammers had also been completely spent.
Liu Bai withdrew his fist and looked at the figure struggling to rise from the ruins in the distance, the corners of his lips curling upward.
"Clear Sky Sect Master, Tang Xiao."
"A level ninety-six Super Douluo. You do have some skill, but that's all."
Tang Xiao's face turned livid.
He clutched his chest, feeling his blood and qi roiling within him, his eyes filled with wariness.
A single punch had shattered a Martial Soul.
What kind of strength was that? What kind of monster was he?
The Second Elder could no longer remain still.
He stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with the Third Elder and Fourth Elder. The auras of the Title Douluos linked together, multiplying the oppressive pressure.
"Young man, you are very strong."
His voice was low and solemn.
"But no matter how strong you are, you are only