"Your opponent was me."
A detached voice rang out as Shen Lian appeared before Ning Fengzhi like a ghost.
Shen Lian did not even use his full strength. He merely raised the Dragon-Slaying Blade horizontally and casually blocked the massive hammer crashing down upon him.
"Clang—!"
The deafening clash of metal made the surrounding soldiers' eardrums ache.
Tang Xiao felt an overwhelming force surge through the hammer's handle. His entire arm went numb in an instant, and the giant hammer formed by the fusion skill was forcibly halted in midair, unable to advance even an inch!
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo seized the chance to shield Ning Fengzhi and swiftly retreat into the Sun-Moon Empire's military formation.
Tang Xiao stared blankly at Shen Lian's hand, steady as a rock, his pupils abruptly contracting.
Because Tang Xiao himself knew that strike had already contained all the power he could muster, yet in his opponent's eyes, it had seemed as effortless as children playing?
"How... could this be?"
Tang Xiao's voice trembled with disbelief, and his arm began to shake uncontrollably.
He had believed that the Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Skill would temporarily grant him level ninety-nine Soul Power, that he would be able to defeat Shen Lian.
But now, he finally realized that in those two years, it was not only he who had grown. Shen Lian's growth had long exceeded his imagination; their strengths were no longer on the same level.
Shen Lian watched his horrified expression, a cold curve rising at the corner of his lips as he mocked Tang Xiao.
"Do you still think you have a chance now?"
Before his words had even faded, Shen Lian lowered his wrist slightly, and dark-gold Soul Power abruptly erupted from the Dragon-Slaying Blade.
"Crack—!"
The phantom giant hammer maintained with