The Wangquan Sword Was the World's Greatest Tool Martial Soul, and That Cocky Kid with Cockroach Hair

Seeing that Jiang Nannan had already dealt with three men in black while she had not taken down a single one,

Wang Dong could not help growing anxious. She did not want to lose to Jiang Nannan!

Surely she deserved at least one kill!

Jiang Nannan understood. She knew Wang Dong was about to use her second martial soul.

With a quick step, she lightly withdrew from the battlefield.

On the way here, Wang Dong had told her everything about herself, including the fact that she possessed a second martial soul.

Just as Jiang Nannan retreated, a massive, pitch-black hammer appeared in Wang Dong's hand.

It was none other than her second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer!

"Clear Sky Hammer! Chaotic Cloak!"

At Wang Dong's low shout, the Clear Sky Hammer in her hand abruptly grew several times larger.

Then it smashed down toward the last remaining man in black.

Boom!

Already utterly exhausted, the man in black had no way to withstand that blow.

He was instantly smashed into a pulp.

Wang Dong leaned on her hammer to support herself, panting heavily.

Clearly, that strike had almost drained all her soul power as well.

"So? How did a real fight feel? Was it a rush?"

Yang Lin walked over, offered her a hand, and asked with a smile.

Wang Dong first caught her breath, then took his large hand and said excitedly,

"It was! What a rush! So this is what a real fight feels like?

Compared to this, all those soul fighting matches before felt like playing house.

It was a little nauseating, though. But I should get used to it after a few more times."

As she spoke, a hint of anticipation appeared on Wang Dong's face.

Clearly, she also craved these exhilarating, all-out battles.

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