There's an Opening-That's a Weakness!

But Tang San knew his opponent had given him an opening. If he failed to seize it, no amount of talking would help.

He suddenly spread the Eight Spider Lances in midair. Using them to change direction a second time, he swung around to the Seventh Elder's side at an impossible angle.

The Clear Sky Hammer turned half a circle in his hand as Chaotic Cloak merged perfectly with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

His figure darted left and right, impossible to pin down, yet the rhythm of his steps matched the power-building principle of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. Every step gathered strength for the next blow.

He cycled through all nine methods of applying force in the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes without the slightest hesitation.

The Seventh Elder's hammer technique was fierce and overpowering, each strike carrying enough force to split mountains and shatter stone. But Tang San's movements were too strange. The Eight Spider Lances and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track let him move in ways no ordinary combat experience could predict.

The Seventh Elder brought his hammer down, but Tang San had already vanished.

He appeared behind the Seventh Elder's flank, driving his Clear Sky Hammer toward his ribs with the penetrating force of Pierce.

Without looking back, the Seventh Elder swept his hammer across, its wake tearing up the stone slabs. But Tang San had already shifted position and came crashing down from above.

In just thirty minutes, not a single paving stone remained intact. Rubble covered the courtyard.

The disciples watching were dumbstruck. The Seventh Elder might have suppressed his Soul Power and sealed his Soul Skills, but his combat experience and mastery of the hammer were still those of a Titled Douluo. Tang San had held out against him for thirty minutes and forced him