Finals! Semester End!

"First hammer! Second hammer..."

Tang Wutong swung the Clear Sky Hammer and unleashed the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. Though she had no soul rings, its power still drew astonished looks.

Her petite figure spun continuously through the air, borrowing momentum to bring the massive hammer crashing down, each strike heavier than the last.

Three hammers sent the little ghost flying, ten hammers knocked the chrysanthemum away. By the time Xie Huanyue reacted, the situation had already been completely reversed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dull impacts exploded one after another.

Xie Huanyue's ball-like body became a genuine ball beneath the Clear Sky Hammer, getting pounded and sent rolling wildly in every direction.

The blood-red hammer shadows formed an impenetrable crimson net that completely enveloped Xie Huanyue.

"This little girl is quite interesting."

Yan Shaozhe also turned his gaze toward her, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.

As a supreme technique of the Clear Sky Sect, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was extremely powerful, but stacking the force of each successive strike required extraordinary control.

Yet Tang Wutong had already swung nearly thirty times and still appeared completely at ease. She certainly did not seem like an ordinary two-ring Soul Master.

No wonder the Clear Sky Sect, which had remained hidden for thousands of years, had suddenly sent this little girl over and specifically asked them to take good care of her.

"Thirty-eighth hammer! Get down there, you dead fatso!"

Tang Wutong spun through the air once more, turning a full three hundred and sixty degrees. Her skirt fluttered like a flower as the Clear Sky Hammer smashed down heavily.

Xie Huanyue finally could not endure it any longer. The pressure had reached its limit, and his whole body seemed to deflate as his enormous frame rapidly shrank.

"I concede!"

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