" External Soul Bone "
Yu Xiaogang slowly uttered four words, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement, " The External Soul Bone Little San obtained in the battle against the Man Faced Demon Spider: the Eight Spider Lances."
" External Soul Bone?!"
Flender exclaimed, "This... this is a treasure even rarer than ordinary Soul Bone!"
Zhao Wuji was also stunned. "This kid... he's been hiding his true strength!"
In the arena, Tang San, with his Eight Spider Lances fully extended, suddenly experienced a surge in aura!
Those eight menacing spears not only provided him with additional means of attack, but also granted him superb mobility.
With all eight spears moving simultaneously, his movement style completely changed. He was no longer simply running on two legs, but like a real spider, he could ignore the terrain, change direction at will, and even briefly take to the air!
" Zhu Zhuqing, be careful."
Tang San's voice turned low, Eight Spider Lances swayed gently, carving deep furrows in the ground.
The next moment, he moved.
Eight spears pierced the ground simultaneously, then sprang back with a bang!
He shot out like a cannonball, more than twice as fast as before! His movement was unpredictable, shifting left and right, making it completely impossible to anticipate.
Almost simultaneously, eight spears transformed into eight purplish-black afterimages, piercing towards Zhu Zhuqing from different angles!
The angle was tricky, the speed was extremely fast, and it sealed off all room for maneuver.
This time, Zhu Zhuqing finally made a move.
She lightly touched the ground with her feet and gracefully retreated.
"This is finally getting interesting. No wonder he's Tang San..."
Zhu Zhuqing thought to herself.
As Zhu Zhuqing dodged, the eight spears followed her like shadows. Tang San's Eight Spider Lances not only had a huge attack range, but also, with his exquisite control, formed a three-dimensional offensive net.
This forced Zhu Zhuqing to use her movement techniques to dodge continuously.
"Good!"
A glint of light flashed in Tang San's eyes.
The pressure from the Eight Spider Lances was indeed extraordinary, forcing Zhu Zhuqing to no longer be able to "transform" as easily as before.
Because the Eight Spider Lances attack so frequently and cover such a wide area, if you wait until the attack is about to hit you before becoming ethereal, it is easy for gaps to appear that allow subsequent attacks to exploit your weaknesses.
Therefore, Zhu Zhuqing chose a more prudent approach, using her agility to maneuver and only using her powers of illusion when necessary.
And this is exactly the effect Tang San wanted!
"Continue!"
Tang San let out a low shout, Eight Spider Lances danced like the wind, combined with the harassment of the Blue Silver Grass and the sneak attacks of Hidden Weapon, the offensive wave after wave.
He completely abandoned defense and poured all his Soul Power into offense, adopting a life-or-death fighting style!
On the sidelines, Flender and Zhao Wuji were on high alert, ready to intervene at any moment to prevent Tang San or Zhu Zhuqing from getting hurt.
And Zhu Zhuqing...
She was like a small boat in a storm, seemingly about to be swallowed up at any moment, yet always managing to avoid fatal attacks by the slightest margin at the most dangerous moments.
Why?
Why is it still not working?
The Eight Spider Lances are already one of his strongest trump cards at this stage. Combined with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Mysterious Jade Hand, and Hidden Weapon weapon techniques, he is confident that he can fight even a level 40 Soul Ancestor with this combo.
But in front of Zhu Zhuqing, it was as if he were throwing punches at thin air.
That feeling of helplessness welled up in my heart again.
No, that's not right.
Tang San shook his head violently, suppressing the negative emotions.
It's not over yet.
He still has a trump card up his sleeve.
only...
That trump card shouldn't be used lightly.
The Clear Sky Hammer is the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world, but it is also his greatest secret.
The consequences would be unimaginable if this were exposed.
The teacher once said that before he has enough strength, he must never let anyone know about his Second Martial Soul.
But...
Are we just going to admit defeat like this?
Just as Tang San was struggling internally.
A deep, hoarse, yet familiar voice suddenly resounded directly in his mind:
"Use the Clear Sky Hammer."
Those few words sent a jolt through Tang San's body!
That voice... it's... Father?!
" The Clear Sky Hammer can be used; I'll help you conceal it."
The voice continued, its calm tone carrying an undeniable authority.
"My son cannot lose."
"And...
I'm also very interested to see just how far this so-called ' Great Void Technique ' truly goes.
The moment the words left his mouth, a sudden gust of wind swept across the training field!
The wind came in an extremely strange way; it wasn't a natural wind, but rather carried a thick, heavy aura, instantly whipping up dust and grass clippings that enveloped the entire training ground in a dim yellow light.
What happened?
Ma Hongjun cried out in surprise and raised his hand to cover his eyes.
Ning Rongrong and Oscar also subconsciously stepped back, squinting as they tried to see the situation clearly, only to find that their vision was completely obscured by the sandstorm.
Only Flender, Zhao Wuji, and Yu Xiaogang seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked up in a certain direction, their eyes flashing with surprise and uncertainty.
"This aura..." Flender murmured.
Zhao Wuji's expression turned solemn. " Titled Douluo..."
Yu Xiaogang stared intently at the center of the sandstorm, lost in thought.
Amidst the sandstorm, Tang San froze.
Father... has really come?
Moreover, should we help him conceal the aura of the Clear Sky Hammer?
After a brief moment of shock, an indescribable warmth and fighting spirit welled up from the bottom of my heart.
Tang San took a deep breath, and the last trace of hesitation in his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented determination.
He slowly raised his right hand.
Within him, a long-dormant power began to awaken.
That was a domineering, heavy power originating from the depths of one's bloodline, a power that seemed capable of suppressing heaven and earth.
" Zhu Zhuqing."
Tang San's voice traveled through the sandstorm and clearly reached Zhu Zhuqing's ears.
"This next move is my last trump card."
"If you can accept this, I, Tang San, will be completely convinced."
The moment he finished speaking, a point of dark light suddenly shone in Tang San's right palm.
The dark light was initially only the size of a bean, but in the blink of an eye it rapidly expanded and condensed, transforming into the phantom of a giant, ancient, and heavy hammer, entirely black in color.
The moment the giant hammer appeared, the air in the entire training ground seemed to freeze.
No, not just seemingly.
It is "solidification" in the true sense.
Centered on Tang San, the gravity within a ten-meter radius suddenly increased several times!
The ground groaned under the weight, the turf was pressed firmly into the soil, and the scattered Hidden Weapon and stones all slammed to the ground with a "bang".
Even the howling sandstorm slowed down noticeably once it entered this area, as if it were stuck in a quagmire.
The Clear Sky Hammer, without any Soul Ring attached, possesses a " Gravity Domain " solely through its Martial Soul body!
"What... kind of Martial Soul is this?"
Outside the sandstorm, Flender cried out in alarm.
Even with his Soul Saint cultivation, through the sandstorm and the mysterious Titled Douluo barrier, he could still feel that chilling, heavy aura.
Zhao Wuji was also stunned. "A hammer? But this aura... is too terrifying!"
Yu Xiaogang stared intently at the phantom of the giant black hammer, his lips trembling, countless complex emotions flashing in his eyes, finally turning into a long sigh.
"Haotian... hammer."