The Nuclear Bomb That Shocked Douluo Star

On the grounds of Shrek Academy.

Ning Rongrong folded her arms, a mocking half-smile on her delicate face. Her words drifted toward Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, dripping with sarcasm. "Who was it that thumped his chest and said that monster was a thousand-year soul beast at most? And who said the humans from beyond the sky had useless lumps of iron for weapons, weaker even than that fatso's flames? Any more brilliant insights from you two? Let's hear them."

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun flushed, then paled. Ning Rongrong's mockery had left them utterly humiliated.

But with Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and the other teachers present, they could not lash out in public. They could only clench their fists and silently curse the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She dared talk back to two assault-type soul masters only because of her family.

Once they found an opportunity, they would make that little brat pay.

She was so pretty, after all. They would have their fun with her first, then kill her.

Tang San and his master quietly lowered their heads, trying to make themselves inconspicuous and avoid everyone's gaze.

Having left Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun speechless, Ning Rongrong turned her gaze to the silent Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

She recalled how certain the two had sounded earlier. The fearless, headstrong young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lifted the corners of her mouth and began another round of sarcasm.

She put on an admiring expression. "The Master really does have a remarkable eye. One glance, and he saw through that monster's strength."

"He accurately judged that the beast was on the level of a thirty- to fifty-thousand-year soul beast. Now that's a far more reliable prediction than those two making wild boasts."

"No wonder he's the unrivaled master of theory on Douluo Continent!"

Every word sounded like praise, but Yu Xiaogang, who cared deeply about saving face, felt his cheeks burn. He was uncomfortable all over.

After needling Yu Xiaogang, Ning Rongrong turned to Tang San, still wearing that admiring look. "Tang San, your Tang Sect's hidden weapons must be incredible. Even those terrifying missiles in the Sky Curtain can't compare to them."

"Could you show us? We'd love to see what Tang Sect hidden weapons can do."

Xiao Wu, standing nearby, was too straightforward to hear the sarcasm in Ning Rongrong's words. Taking them as genuine praise for Tang San, she beamed and eagerly chimed in.

"Of course! Tang San's hidden weapons are the best! Tang Sect hidden weapons are unmatched anywhere! Right, Tang San?"

Xiao Wu looked up at Tang San, her eyes full of admiration and trust.

Tang San's eyes flickered.

He had always taken immense pride in the Tang Sect's hidden weapons. But after watching the missiles on the Sky Curtain blast mountains apart for miles and leave the earth devastated, he had to admit that his sect's weapons fell far short in sheer destructive power over a wide area.

That did not mean he would deny their value.

To him, the two kinds of weapon were entirely different, each with its own strengths.

Missiles were huge and conspicuous, suited only to large-scale frontal bombardment. A high-level soul master could easily evade them with movement techniques. If a powerful soul master slipped into a military base undetected, those seemingly formidable weapons would instantly become useless scrap metal.

Tang Sect hidden weapons, however, were ingenious and discreet, small enough to conceal in one's hand. They needed no grand display. They struck at openings, caught enemies off guard, and killed without a trace. They were lethal tools against powerful opponents. The two could not be judged by the same measure.

But he would not say any of that. Hidden weapons were hidden for a reason; their secrets were not for outsiders.

Having made up his mind, Tang San met Xiao Wu's expectant gaze and nodded with a composed smile. "That's right. Xiao Wu is correct. The missiles on the Sky Curtain do have impressive destructive power over a wide area, but compared with the Tang Sect's finest hidden weapons, they're nothing more than candlelight beside the moon."

"It's just that crafting the Tang Sect's finest hidden weapons is complicated, and the materials they require are rare treasures. With my current strength and resources, I can't gather everything I need to make them yet."

"Once I gather the materials and finish crafting them, I'll let everyone see for themselves what the Tang Sect's peerless hidden weapons truly are."

Listening to his confident defense, Ning Rongrong secretly rolled her eyes. Sure. Keep boasting.

Just then, the Sky Curtain showed a new scene inside the military base's command room.

With conventional weapons proving useless and Golza drawing ever closer to Golden Mountain City on the screen, the general in command slammed a hand onto the control console, his eyes bloodshot. "Prepare to deploy the nuclear bomb!"

Several officers hurried forward to restrain him. "General, you mustn't! Nuclear weapons are strictly prohibited without authorization from the high command! And the monster is less than fifty kilometers from Golden Mountain City. If the bomb detonates, millions of people in the city will be affected. The casualties would be unimaginable!"

Across Douluo Star, countless viewers erupted into another heated debate. What sort of weapon was this "nuclear bomb" they spoke of in the Sky Curtain?

How could its effects reach millions of people fifty kilometers away?

The human leaders shown on the Sky Curtain began a fierce debate.

In the end, they decided to drop the nuclear bomb in a sparsely populated wasteland along Golza's route. Meanwhile, large numbers of rescue teams began evacuating the area's residents from the planned blast zone.

The scene changed. Golza entered the designated area, and a massive nuclear bomb fell from the sky toward its position.

The next instant, blinding white light swallowed the land and sky. Brighter than the blazing sun, it turned night into day across a thousand miles, too dazzling to look at directly.

At the heart of the blast, the temperature soared to a terrifying hundred million degrees Celsius. Solid permafrost, rock, and ice melted, vaporized, and vanished in an instant.

Everything on the surface within twenty-five kilometers suffered devastating destruction.

Then a colossal mushroom cloud rose forty-eight kilometers into the sky, punching through to the stratosphere. Smoke and dust billowed upward, blotting out the sun.

A terrifying shock wave swept across the land. Fierce winds shattered windows and collapsed beams in wooden houses more than a hundred kilometers away. Houses with weak foundations were ripped from the ground, while stands of towering ancient trees bent, toppled, and splintered.

At the sight of this apocalyptic scene, sharp intakes of breath rippled across Douluo Continent.

They could scarcely believe ordinary humans had created a weapon capable of devastation on the scale of a god destroying the world.

Everyone at Shrek Academy turned to look at Tang San.

Hadn't Tang San just said the finest Tang Sect hidden weapons he knew were stronger than the weapons of the Ultraman Tiga World?

They might have believed him a little before. Now, even Xiao Wu did not believe a word of it.

If Tang Sect hidden weapons were that powerful, how could there be no record of them on the continent? How could none of them have heard of them?

Unless Tang San's hidden weapons came from another world, too?

Tang San lowered his head under their doubtful gazes, a dark look flashing in his eyes.

They dared question Tang Sect hidden weapons. They had already earned themselves a death sentence.

Especially Ning Rongrong. She had started all this.