Off to the side.
Lin Xiao clearly saw the veins bulging on Tang Xiao's face and the muscles swelling across his body. Clearly, Tang Xiao had put every ounce of strength into this hammer blow.
"Hah!"
With a low shout, Tang Xiao moved as swiftly as an afterimage. In the blink of an eye, he reached the jar and brought his Clear Sky Hammer crashing down like a meteor chasing the moon.
Boom...
A thunderous roar erupted inside the Little Shop.
Tremendous power poured out. Under normal circumstances, Tang Xiao's strike would have shattered even the ground.
And yet.
Tang Xiao was dumbfounded.
Not only had the jar remained completely still, but even the counter hadn't budged.
Not even a single speck of dust had been stirred up...
"This is fucking ridiculous!"
"An illusion! It has to be an illusion!"
Tang Xiao was stunned, utterly dumbfounded.
Instinctively, he pinched his waist hard.
Hiss.
That really hurt.
Tang Xiao sucked in a breath from the pain, but at least he could confirm that this wasn't an illusion.
What on earth is this jar made of? How is it so sturdy?
That hammer blow could have knocked a chunk off a small mountain!
Tang Xiao pondered with bewilderment written all over his face.
The jar and every fixture in the Little Shop were absurdly sturdy!
"How about you stop fighting it? If you'd used the hammer I provided, you would have opened all these jars by now!" Lin Xiao said again.
His meaning was simple: could Tang Xiao hurry up? Everyone had things to do.
However.
Tang Xiao didn't see it that way.
He looked at the little hammer hanging there and shook his head, refusing to use it no matter what.
"My mighty Clear Sky Hammer can't compare to this little