" Sky-Piercing Strike!"
The Seventh Elder raised the Clear Sky Hammer high with both hands and slammed it down on Xing's crown from mid-air. The heavy hammerhead brought with it a whistling sound, and the powerful Soul Power down so hard that the ground of the martial arts arena trembled slightly. Even the spectators near the edge of the arena felt a heavy pressure.
The Clear Sky Hammer is hailed as the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world, and now that it is being wielded by a Titled Douluo, its power is naturally not to be underestimated. The Seventh Elder was also holding back his anger, and he showed little mercy when he attacked.
But at this moment, Xing was still thinking about that golden trash can Martial Soul from earlier.
If Ms. Ruan Mei could really give me one, wouldn't I be able to summon the trash can whenever I want? I could even sleep with a golden trash can by my side at night—it wouldn't be the happiest thing ever!
Thinking of this, Xing couldn't help but smile.
She didn't look up until she heard the whistling wind overhead.
"Huh? They called?"
Seeing the massive hammer shadow already descending overhead, Xing gripped his baseball bat tightly and swung it fiercely at the Clear Sky Hammer!
"Clang--!"
With a deafening crash, the hammer and clubs collided violently.
The Seventh Elder felt a terrifying force coming from the Clear Sky Hammer, and his originally sure-fire strike was actually forced back!
While in mid-air, he had nowhere to grab onto, so he could only tumble over and land, taking three steps back before finally managing to regain his balance.
The Seventh Elder looked down at his hands; the fingers gripping the Clear Sky Hammer were still trembling slightly.
In contrast, Xing remained standing in the same spot, without even moving a step.
She casually twirled the baseball bat in her palm, looked up at the Seventh Elder, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, this hammer of yours is quite something! It's much more durable than your apprentice's!"
In the audience, March 7th wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but complain, "That Xing! She was fighting Titled Douluo and she still managed to get distracted! That hammer almost hit her on the head!"
Dan Heng remained calm, simply reaching out to press down on the eager-to-strike Little Gold on his shoulder.
Didn't she catch it?
"That's true, but it's still terrifying!"
March 7th patted his chest, then turned his gaze back to the training ground.
However, the surrounding audience was far from calm.
Those Soul Master who had bet on Elder Seven to win stared wide-eyed at the gray-haired girl in the arena, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"No way? The Sky-Piercing Strike of the Clear Sky Hammer was just caught like that?"
"That's a Clear Sky Hammer at the Titled Douluo level! How come it couldn't even beat someone's baseball bat? This Clear Sky Hammer feels so trashy!"
"What's your rush! Seventh Elder hasn't even used his full power yet! He was just testing his opponent earlier. The Clear Sky Sect has many secret techniques!"
The group argued heatedly, each unwilling to admit they might have bet on the wrong person.
On the other side, the audience who won their bets were already cheering.
"Nice! Galactic Baseballer, kill that old man!"
"Hahaha! I knew this girl was no ordinary person! Who said earlier that an extraterrestrial visitor couldn't possibly defeat Titled Douluo? Why are you silent now?"
March 7th became even more excited, slapping his hands on the table.
"Star! Keep it up! Let's win back our Little Gold!"
Dan Heng glanced at the drink she had almost knocked over, and silently moved aside.
In the stands where the Pope Hall was located, Bibi Dong looked at the star in the center of the arena, a smile appearing on her face.
" The Astral Express Crew is truly full of hidden talents. Even an ordinary Titled Douluo wouldn't dare to take that attack from the Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect so head-on, yet Miss Xing handled it so easily."
Himeko picked up her coffee, smiled, and took a sip.
"Your His Holiness the Pope, please excuse these children; they're always mischievous."
Although she spoke modestly, Himeko couldn't suppress the slight upturn of her lips.
On the training ground, Xing twirled his bat in a beautiful flourish, slung it back over his shoulder, and waved to the Seventh Elder.
"Grandpa, what other moves do you have? Bring them on! That last one wasn't enough!"
"Arrogant!"
The Seventh Elder was so angry that his beard stood on end, and he exerted force with both hands gripping the Clear Sky Hammer.
"I was merely testing you just now! You dare to be so arrogant after only catching one blow? Today, I'll show you the true power of the Clear Sky Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his foot on the ground and charged towards Xing again.
The massive Clear Sky Hammer swept out, but Xing raised his baseball bat and casually blocked it.
"Clang!"
The Seventh Elder did not stop, but used the force of the Clear Sky Hammer to turn around and swing a second time.
Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth hammer blows came down in quick succession.
Each strike was heavier than the last, the heavy hammer blows stirring up clouds of dust on the training ground, and the protective barriers at the edge of the field rippled in response.
In the audience, someone quickly recognized the move used by the Seventh Elder.
" Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer! This is the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect!"
"I've heard that this hammer technique can continuously accumulate power, with each strike stronger than the last. If he were to unleash its full potential, its power would be terrifying!"
Hearing this, the audience members who had been worried about betting on the wrong person immediately perked up.
But they soon discovered that Xing remained completely relaxed despite the increasingly fierce attacks from the Seventh Elder.
When the hammer came from the left, she would block it with her baseball bat to the left; when it came from the right, she would block it to the right. The Seventh Elder swung the hammer more than a dozen times in a row, but Xing was not forced to retreat even half a step.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Heavy thuds rang out one after another; each time the Clear Sky Hammer collided with the baseball bat, it produced a piercing metallic clang.
The Seventh Elder grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.
The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer emphasizes leveraging and stacking forces, with each strike transferring the accumulated power. However, this girl's moves defied all conventional rules.
Every time she swung her bat, she would dissipate some of the power from the Clear Sky Hammer, making it extremely difficult for the Seventh Elder to even adjust his posture.
What he found even more unacceptable was that Xing was still in the mood to talk.
"Grandpa, is this your so-called Haotian Secret Technique? It spins around and around, it's quite interesting to watch!"
Xing deflected the Clear Sky Hammer with another swing of his bat, then spun the bat twice.
"But you've hit me so many times, shouldn't it be my turn now?"
The Seventh Elder was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged.
"You little brat! Don't be so arrogant!"
He twisted his waist sharply, channeling all the accumulated Soul Power into the Clear Sky Hammer, and smashed it fiercely towards Zhuo Xing's head.
The hammer came with tremendous force, its massive shadow almost engulfing Xing's upper body.
However, Xing suddenly laughed as he watched the Clear Sky Hammer fall towards him.
" Serious Bat Strike!"
She gripped the baseball bat tightly with both hands, took a half step forward, and swung it fiercely at the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Rules are meant to be broken!"
"Bang--!"
A louder collision than before suddenly erupted!
The Seventh Elder felt a sudden numbness in his arms, and the power accumulated on the Clear Sky Hammer was instantly interrupted. He and his martial Martial Soul were thrown backward by the shock.
He quickly adjusted his body, and after his feet landed, he took several steps back, leaving two long marks on the stone slab with the soles of his shoes.
The Seventh Elder finally stopped when he retreated to the edge of the training ground.
But at this moment, his hands, which were holding the Clear Sky Hammer, were so numb that he had almost lost all feeling. The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer that he had painstakingly accumulated was completely broken by Xing's blow.
"How is that possible...?"
The Seventh Elder stared at his hands in disbelief.
This guy looks thin and weak; could there be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast living inside him?
Why is it so powerful!
Having cultivated the Clear Sky Hammer his entire life, strength was his forte, yet now he couldn't even suppress a young girl in her early twenties!
Xing's eyes lit up, she flexed her wrists, and looked at the Seventh Elder with great interest.
"That's interesting! Old man, bring on any other tricks you have!"
The Seventh Elder did not answer, but simply gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly in his hand.
Meanwhile, the murmurs from the audience were growing louder and louder.
"Wait, is this guy really Titled Douluo from the Clear Sky Sect? He can't even beat a girl in her early twenties?"
"I wonder if this Seventh Elder is a fake? A Titled Douluo, and he couldn't even force out someone's Martial Soul!"
"This is a shady deal! There's definitely something fishy going on! Refund! Fuck your mother, refund my money!"
These words reached the Seventh Elder's ears, causing his face to turn pale and then red.
He, Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, who had cultivated the Clear Sky Hammer for decades, was now being suppressed by a little girl who didn't even have Martial Soul and was only wielding a broken baseball bat in the contest of strength, which was his specialty!
What he found even more unacceptable was that so many people were watching today!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Pope Hall, and even a few old guys from the Worship Hall were all present.
If we were to be defeated like this, how could the Clear Sky Sect ever have the face to call itself the number one sect in the world again?
The Seventh Elder took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the soreness and numbness in his arms, and gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly again.
"Great! Excellent!"
He raised his head and stared intently at Xing on the other side of the training ground, his anger growing stronger.
"I'd like to see if you can withstand this attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his seventh black Soul Ring suddenly lit up, and powerful Soul Power instantly converged on the Clear Sky Hammer!
" Seventh Soul Skill - Martial Soul Avatar!"