Tang San turned to look at Tang Hao with firm eyes.
"Dad, do it!"
Tang Hao nodded.
He doesn't care about the little girl's pleas.
In his eyes, there are only strength and interests.
Since my son wants it, he can grab it.
"Get out of the way!"
Tang Hao roared angrily and raised Clear Sky Hammer in his hand again.
This time, he didn't hold back at all.
The terrifying air wave directly flew Xiao Wu three people away.
"Let's see who can save you today!"
Tang Hao took one step forward, like a demon coming, heading straight for Qin Feng.
The violent black Soul Power swept across the entire venue like a raging wave, and the huge Clear Sky Hammer plummeted with terrifying power that crushed the void.
Dugu Bo was knocked back, and only Qin Feng was left in the field to face this fatal blow.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats.
At the moment when the giant hammer was about to come, Qin Feng moved.
He did not run away with his head in his arms as everyone expected, nor did he kneel down and beg for mercy.
Qin Feng raised his right hand suddenly, and "Five Thunder Drums" exuding the aura of ancient thunder appeared out of thin air, floating above his head.
Boom!
A dull thunder exploded, causing eardrum pain in everyone present.
The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and five-color thunder fell from the sky like a summoned dragon, striking hard at the pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer.
At the same time, a forest-white flame surged from Qin Feng's body, which was Bone Spirit Cold Fire.
The extreme cold and the violence of thunder, two completely different forces, merged perfectly at this moment, turning into a pillar of light that soared into the sky, forcefully withstanding the falling Clear Sky Hammer.
Dang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing echoed through the sky.
The terrifying air wave spread out around the two people, knocking off all the stone slabs on the ground.
The dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone stared at the scene in disbelief with their eyes wide open.
Qin Feng is still standing on the same spot, although his feet are three inches deep into the ground, his posture is as straight as loose, and there is even a signature playful smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Blocked!
A level 55 Soul King actually blocked an angry blow from a level 95 Titled Douluo!
The whole place was dead silent.
Tang Hao maintained his downward stance, with shock written all over his old face.
He felt as if his hammer had hit a mountain filled with thunder, and the force of the shock made his jaw go numb.
How is this possible?
This kid obviously only has the Soul King realm, how could he have such a strong Soul Power? And that drum, what kind of Martial Soul is it? It can actually mobilize the power of thunder from heaven and earth to compete with his Clear Sky True Body?
"Is this the strength of Clear Sky Douluo?"
Qin Feng casually patted the dust on his sleeves with a contemptuous tone.
"I think it's just like this. It's not as hard as I thought."
Tang San stood in the distance, as if he had been struck by lightning, and stood stunned on the spot.
He stared at Qin Feng, clenching his fists so hard that his nails almost pierced his palms.
How could this happen?
My father is Titled Douluo! He is a being who stands at the pinnacle of this continent!
Why can Qin Feng block it?
Is this the difference between him and Qin Feng?
Just now he was brazenly saying that he wanted Qin Feng to see the difference in strength, but now Qin Feng gave him a loud slap in the face with his backhand.
If he had faced this blow, he would have turned into a puddle of meat.
A strong sense of frustration and jealousy spread in Tang San's heart.
No! This is absolutely impossible!
Qin Feng must have used some evil method to overdraw his life!
Qian Renxue, standing on the other side, also has brilliant eyes.
She was already ready to take action and had even secretly signaled to Snake Lance Douluo.
But now it seems that this kid is hiding deeper than she thought.
That kind of thunder power even caused Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul in her body to throb.
"This guy..."
Qian Renxue murmured in his heart.
"It seems that the information about him needs to be re-evaluated."
Being able to challenge Titled Douluo with the body of Soul King is unheard of in the history of the Douluo Continent.
How many secrets does Qin Feng still have?
Ning Rongrong's small mouth is slightly open, enough to fit an egg in.
Although she knew that Qin Feng was very strong and often boasted about it in her diary, the impact of seeing this scene with her own eyes was too great.
"Zhuqing, Xiao Wu..."
Ning Rongrong pulled the sleeves of the two people beside him.
"Are we dreaming? That's Tang Hao!"
Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes were full of shock at this moment, and there was even a trace of imperceptible admiration.
In this world where strength is respected, strong men can always easily conquer women's hearts.
Qin Feng's domineering display at this moment formed a strong contrast with his usual carefree appearance. This contrast was the most fatal.
Xiao Wu is the one with the most complicated emotions.
She looked at the arrogant young man in the field, and then at the livid Tang San next to her.
She used to think that her third brother was the most talented person in the world.
But now compared with Qin Feng, Tang San is like the light of fireflies, while Qin Feng is like the bright moon.
"Old man, haven't you eaten?"
Qin Feng looked at Tang Hao and mocked again.
"If that doesn't work, let's replace it with your son. Oh, by the way, your son is even more useless. He can't even catch a slap from me."
Tang Hao was so angry that he laughed instead.
"Good! What a sharp-tongued boy!"
"I have traveled across the continent for decades, and this is the first time I have seen such an arrogant junior like you!"
"That blow just now must have put you at the end of your strength, right?"
The ninth Spirit Ring on Tang Hao flashed again, and the red light illuminated him like hell Asura.
He didn't believe that Qin Feng could keep blocking.
After all, Soul King is Soul King, and the total supply of Soul Power is limited.
Just a few more blows and this kid will definitely die.
Qin Feng also complained secretly in his heart.
This old thing is really difficult to deal with.
Although I relied on the artifact and Bone Spirit Cold Fire to block it, the Soul Power in my body was also consumed a lot.
After all, he had only written a diary for two days. Although the system's rewards were generous, they were not enough to allow him to kill Super Douluo head-on.
If the fight continues, it will definitely be you who suffers.
However, if you lose, you will not lose.
Qin Feng still has a calm look on his face.
"The end of the strong crossbow?"
"Tang Hao, you think too highly of yourself."
"Want to kill me? You have no hope in this life. Try again in your next life."
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao veins popped up on his forehead.
This boy dares to speak harshly even when he is about to die!
Tang San saw the clues on the side and shouted quickly:
"Dad! Don't listen to his bluff!"
"He must be at the end of his strength!"
"He is just stalling for time and wants to wait for help!"
Having said this, Tang San showed a sinister smile on his face.
"Qin Feng, do you think you have anything else to rely on?"
"Even if you have helpers, who can be my father's opponent around this Heaven Dou City?"
"You can't escape today!"
At this moment, Ma Hongjun, who had been lying on the ground, also struggled to sit up.
Although he was in severe pain in his crotch, his hatred for Qin Feng supported his excitement at the moment.