Titan Hammer

Tang San bit the tip of his tongue hard, the sharp pain instantly clearing his mind.

He thought of Xiao Wu's detestable face, the humiliated expressions of Dai Mubai and the others, and the mocking gazes of the entire academy!

An unprecedented wave of hatred and unwillingness surged from the depths of his heart, transforming into a powerful force of will.

"Get... out!"

Tang San let out a roar in his heart, and the overbearing will belonging to the Clear Sky Hammer erupted suddenly!

As if sensing this unquestionable will, the impact of the black soul ring finally began to weaken.

The violent energy began to be absorbed and assimilated, bit by bit, by Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer spirit.

Time ticked away, second by second.

Outside the dungeon, night fell, and dawn arrived once more.

When the first ray of morning light shone through the ventilation shaft at the top of the dungeon onto Tang San, his tightly closed eyes snapped open!

BOOM!

A powerful, incomparable wave of air erupted from him as the center!

The entire dungeon shook, and the rubble on the ground was swept up by the blast, clattering against the walls.

A black light flashed across his body and vanished.

Tang San slowly stood up, feeling the unprecedented, explosive power within his body, and could not help but look up and let out a long howl!

The howl sounded like a dragon's roar, piercing through the dungeon and soaring straight into the clouds!

His Soul Power had surged from level 69, breaking through in one go to level 72!

A Soul Saint! He had finally stepped into another level of soul masters!

"Very good." Tang Xiao's figure appeared at the dungeon entrance, a satisfied smile on his face. "How do you feel?"

"I feel... better than ever!" Tang San clenched his fists, his knuckles popping like firecrackers. He felt that with a single punch, he could kill a thousand-year soul beast!

"Try your new soul skill."

"Yes, Uncle!"

Tang San's thoughts stirred, and he opened his right hand: "Clear Sky Hammer!"

A pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer, a full size larger than before, appeared in his palm.

On the hammer head, a black soul ring floated silently, emitting a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble.

"First soul skill, Titan Hammer!"

Tang San let out a low growl, pouring his Soul Power madly into the Clear Sky Hammer.

The black soul ring suddenly shone with brilliant light!

The volume of the Clear Sky Hammer swelled once more! On the hammer head, a lifelike phantom of a Titan Giant Ape appeared, roaring at the sky!

A sense of ultimate power radiated from the hammer, as if this strike were enough to shake mountains!

Tang San swung the Clear Sky Hammer, smashing it fiercely against a Dark Iron Chain that bound the corpse of the Titan Giant Ape!

"CLANG!" A deafening roar echoed! Sparks flew everywhere!

The Dark Iron Chain, as thick as a water barrel and unbreakable even by the Titan Giant Ape, was actually smashed into a dent several inches deep by this single blow!

The ground around the chain was cracked into a web of fissures by the shockwave!

Tang San looked at his masterpiece, his eyes filled with fanaticism and excitement.

Too strong!

This was only the effect driven by his level 72 Soul Power; if he reached the Title Douluo level, how terrifying would the power of this hammer be?

"Hahaha! Good! A fine Titan Hammer!" Tang Xiao could not help but clap and laugh. "As expected of a thirty-thousand-year Titan Giant Ape soul ring; it is truly overbearing!"

Tang San put away the Clear Sky Hammer, turned to face Tang Xiao, and knelt on one knee.

"Thank you, Uncle, for your guidance!"

"Get up." Tang Xiao helped him to his feet. "You are the hope of our Clear Sky Sect; your strength is the strength of the sect. Remember, the dominance of the Clear Sky Hammer lies not only in power but in that indomitable, unyielding will. Return to the academy, use the hammer in your hand, and tell everyone who the true genius is!"

"Yes! Tang San will never fail Uncle's expectations!" Tang San's eyes burned with the flames of revenge.

Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Bai Chenxiang! Your death has arrived!

That afternoon, Tang San returned to his dormitory at the Spirit Academy.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun were waiting for him anxiously in the room.

Seeing Tang San push the door open and enter, the three of them immediately crowded around him.

"Third Brother, how did it go? Did you call for help?" Dai Mubai asked impatiently.

Tang San did not speak, only smiling faintly. He raised his right hand, and his thoughts stirred.

HUM! A pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer appeared out of thin air.

A heavy, overbearing aura instantly flooded the entire room.

Dai Mubai and the other two felt their chests tighten, as if crushed by a massive mountain, making even breathing difficult.

Their gazes were locked firmly onto that hammer.

And, onto that... black soul ring circling the hammer!

"A... second martial soul?" Dai Mubai's voice trembled.

"A bl... black soul ring? A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?" Oscar's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets.

"Third Brother, you... you..." Ma Hongjun pointed at Tang San, unable to form a coherent sentence.

Tang San retracted the Clear Sky Hammer, and the oppressive pressure in the room vanished along with it.

He spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable confidence: "Now, we don't need to call for anyone else."

He briefly explained how he had obtained the first soul ring for his second martial soul and that his Soul Power had broken through to level 72.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Dai Mubai and the others stared at Tang San as if looking at a monster.

In just one day, a level 69 Soul Emperor had transformed into a level 72 Soul Saint!

Not only that, he had awakened a second martial soul, and its first soul ring was already at the ten-thousand-year level!

What kind of freak was this! After the initial shock came wild joy!

"Hahaha! Third Brother is awesome!" Dai Mubai was the first to react, slapping his thigh in excitement. "A level 72 power-attack Soul Saint! Plus the Clear Sky Hammer! That Xiao Wu is done for!"

"Right! Beat them to death!" Ma Hongjun also waved his fists in excitement.

Oscar was so thrilled he laughed his dentures right out of his mouth: "Third Brother, when do we make our move? Let's do it now! I want to see them kneeling and begging for mercy right this second!"

"No rush." Tang San waved his hand, a calculating glint flashing in his eyes.

"Simply beating them up would be letting them off too easily," he said with a cold sneer. "Next month is the academy's annual Freshman Arena Tournament. I'm going to cripple them one by one in the arena, right in front of all the teachers and students!"

"In the arena, fists and feet have no eyes. Isn't it perfectly normal for one or two people to be accidentally killed?"

That was true. Killing someone in private would lead to expulsion at best and prison at worst, but the arena tournament was a different story!

Hearing this, Dai Mubai and the others couldn't help but shiver.

Third Brother was still the same ruthless Third Brother! But they loved this plan!

"Good! This is a great idea!" Dai Mubai nodded repeatedly. "Slapping their faces in public is the most satisfying way!"

"So," Tang San scanned his brothers, his voice becoming incredibly firm, "for the next month, we won't do anything else—we will focus on one thing: getting stronger! Use every possible method to increase our strength! I want the name 'F4' to ring out across the entire academy during the tournament!"

"Well said!" Dai Mubai slapped his chest with heroic spirit. "Leave the cultivation resources to me! I'll send word to my family right now to have them ship over a batch of the best immortal herbs and spiritual medicines! There will be plenty for everyone!"