"Old Jin!"
Chen Yuan neither dodged nor raised a hand to defend himself. He simply stood there and called out.
Before his voice faded, a burly figure swooped down from high above to one side, crashing into the Clear Sky Hammer's path like a golden meteor.
Still in midair, Jin Peng clenched his right fist. A layer of dark golden light gathered over his knuckles as he punched straight at the Clear Sky Hammer.
Boom-!
The instant fist and hammer collided, violent shock waves of Soul Power exploded outward.
Jin Peng landed steadily, his body not budging an inch.
Tang Hao, however, staggered back several steps, plowing deep furrows in the ground. The webbing of his hammer hand split open, spilling blood.
The difference was clear at a glance!
"So strong..."
Tang Hao steadied himself and looked up at the burly middle-aged man opposite him, his pupils contracting almost imperceptibly.
Moreover, he had never seen or heard of this man.
He had no recollection of either of the two men before him, whether the gray-robed middle-aged man or this burly fellow who had driven him back with one punch.
Tang Hao was now alone, with no sources of intelligence.
Thus, he knew nothing of what had happened at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect yesterday.
Jin Peng withdrew his fist and gave Tang Hao a composed glance, then turned to Chen Yuan. "Old Chen, take Xiao Yu and the others away first. Leave this to me."
"All right!"
Chen Yuan nodded. A sweep of his Soul Power enveloped Long Aoyu, Long Aotian, Vina, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, and Xiao Wu all at once.
With a movement of his body, he flew out of Shrek Academy with everyone in tow.
"Put Xiao San down!"
Seeing Tang San being taken away, Tang Hao's gaze abruptly chilled, and he moved to give chase.
"Where do you think you're going?" Jin Peng stepped forward, barring his path with a faint smile. "Tang Hao, your opponent is me."
As he spoke, an immensely powerful pressure erupted from his body.
"A level ninety-seven Peak Douluo!"
Sensing Jin Peng's Soul Power, Tang Hao's expression grew exceedingly grave. Gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, he said heavily, "The experts on this continent with such strength can be counted on one hand."
"Who exactly are you people?"
"My name is Jin Peng."
Standing before him, Jin Peng spoke calmly. "I come from the Body Sect."
"The Body Sect?"
Tang Hao looked puzzled, but he had no time to dwell on it. He raised the Clear Sky Hammer toward Jin Peng. "What exactly do you want?"
Hearing this.
Jin Peng laughed. "What do we want?"
"Tang Hao, you know better than anyone what that little girl with the braid is! Don't you know what we want?"
Tang Hao's expression shifted repeatedly.
He certainly knew Xiao Wu's identity: a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had taken human form.
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was something one could only encounter by chance, not seek out.
However, he had also seen the feelings between Tang San and Xiao Wu. Tang Hao had been waiting for the right opportunity, for the day Xiao Wu would willingly sacrifice herself.
But he had never expected a "Body Sect" he had never heard of to swoop in and snatch her away today!
Tang Hao fell silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth. "You can take Xiao Wu, but you must return my son Tang San."
"Hahaha!"
After hearing that, Jin Peng threw back his head and laughed.
"Tang Hao, are you trying to bargain with me? We already have them all. What gives you the right to set terms?"
Tang Hao's gaze turned cold. Without another word, he slowly raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and nine Soul Rings rose in succession from beneath his feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
Tang Hao stamped hard against the ground and shot into the sky. Looking down at Jin Peng from high above, he declared, "Then let's fight!"
With a faint, disdainful smile, Jin Peng released his own Martial Soul as well.
A dark golden sheen spread over his body, and a silvery-white torso phantom appeared behind him. Likewise, nine Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.
"You overestimate yourself."
Jin Peng pushed off the ground and soared upward, rising to the same height as Tang Hao.
The two faced each other from ten zhang apart.
"Today, I'll show you the power of the world's number one Tool Martial Soul!"
Tang Hao shouted and struck first, bringing the Clear Sky Hammer crashing down at Jin Peng's head with the weight of a thousand jun. "Sixth Soul Skill, Sky-Piercing Strike!"
"First Soul Skill, Gilded Body!"
"Third Soul Skill, Dark Bronze Golden Bones!"
Jin Peng neither dodged nor evaded. Golden light burst from his body, greatly boosting his defense. He held his right arm across himself, and as the Clear Sky Hammer struck, a metallic crash erupted.
Bang-!
Jin Peng did not budge an inch.
Instead, the recoil drove Tang Hao backward, forcing him to take several steps through the air.
"How is that possible?!"
Tang Hao was utterly shocked. "That phantom is... a torso? Just what is your Martial Soul? How can it be so powerful?"
"Such narrow knowledge."
Jin Peng scoffed and stepped forward. His figure flashed through the air, closing in on Tang Hao in an instant, and he threw a punch.
Tang Hao barely managed to bring his hammer across to block before the blow sent him sliding backward several zhang.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Fearless Vajra Fist!"
Jin Peng gave him no chance to catch his breath. Every punch carried crushing pressure, driving Tang Hao back again and again high in the sky.
"Aargh-!"
Fist imprints struck Tang Hao one after another, making him spit out mouthful after mouthful of blood.
He took several punches to the face as well, leaving it bruised and swollen. A section of his chest had even caved in, making him a terrible sight.
Tang Hao roared furiously. The Clear Sky Hammer abruptly swelled, smashing toward Jin Peng's chest with even greater force. "Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, Collapse Character Absolute!"
"Fourth Soul Skill, Ten-Thousand-Jun Golden Armor!"
Jin Peng did not even deign to dodge, letting the hammer strike his chest.
Clang-!
A dull metallic collision echoed high in the sky!
Bolstered by three Soul Skills, Jin Peng's defense had become terrifying. When Tang Hao's hammer struck him, the recoil only tore the webbing of Tang Hao's hand open further.
"My turn!"
Jin Peng raised his right leg and stamped hard into the air. "Sixth Soul Skill, Earth-Splitting Tremor!"
The air shook, and a golden shock wave swept toward Tang Hao.
Unable to dodge in time, Tang Hao took the shock wave head-on. He was hurled backward dozens of zhang, a hideous wound torn across his abdomen.
No, the gap in strength is too great!
Tang Hao clutched his abdomen, coughing blood incessantly.
In just a few exchanges, Jin Peng had battered him until he was covered in wounds.
Moreover.
What left Tang Hao most despairing was that none of his attacks, including the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer and the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, could inflict even the slightest injury on Jin Peng!
With such defense, Jin Peng was already in an unbeatable position.
Crucially, Tang Hao also had lingering internal injuries and could not fight for long.
"Again!"
Jin Peng strode toward him through the air.
Tang Hao raised his hammer to block, but the tremendous force sent him flying backward, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
This time, Tang Hao did not counterattack. He turned to flee!
"Trying to run?"
Expressionless, Jin Peng raised his hand, gathering a mass of dazzling golden light in his palm. "Soul Bone Skill-Golden Light Universal Salvation!"
A golden pillar of light blasted from Jin Peng's palm, tearing through the sky.
"Great Sumeru Hammer Secret Art-Ring Detonation!"
Tang Hao's pupils contracted. Sensing a lethal threat, he had no choice but to use his trump card, immediately detonating his first five Soul Rings.
An incomparably powerful force erupted within him!
The Clear Sky Hammer abruptly swelled to dozens of zhang in size and met the golden pillar of light.
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