[Little Iron Hammer: Stupid Tang Tian! You big pig's trotter! You actually used some other lousy grass to replace me!]
Tang Tian laughed inwardly, but his hands did not slow in the slightest.
"Blue Silver Hammer!"
No soul rings lit up, nor was there any glow from a soul skill.
It was just an ordinary swing.
Clang!!!
The sound of the collision rang across the Training Ground.
"Pfft!"
Dai Mubai felt as though he had slammed into a mountain.
An irresistible surge of tremendous force traveled through his arms and spread throughout his body.
Before everyone's horrified eyes.
Dai Mubai, whose momentum had soared like a rainbow and who was bolstered by a soul skill.
Was sent flying backward even faster than he had charged in!
Thud!
Dai Mubai slammed heavily into the ground more than twenty meters away.
He gouged a long furrow through the ground before finally coming to a stop.
Dust billowed.
The entire field fell deathly silent.
Even Zhao Wuji, who had been enjoying the show, nearly dropped his jaw to the ground.
"Holy shit?!"
"Am I seeing things? Boss Dai got sent flying with one swing of a hammer?"
Ma Hongjun could not help swearing, all his fat quivering three times along with him:
Oscar rubbed his peach-blossom eyes:
"And it looks like Tang Tian didn't even activate his soul rings, did he?"
Compared with the students' shock, Yu Xiaogang's reaction was even more intense.
His stiff face was filled with disbelief.
"That's Blue Silver Grass?"
Even Yu Xiaogang's voice was trembling:
"Blue Silver Grass can actually turn into a hammer? And it can send a White Tiger Soul Elder with an active soul skill flying with a single blow?!"
Having researched martial soul theory for years, he knew full well how enormous the gap