Chapter 192
192. Chapter 190: Clear Sky Hammer
Under everyone's nervous waiting, the moment of the finals finally arrived.
"Should we just open our ultimate moves and kill them instantly?" Xie Yue asked.
"No, wait until Tang San uses the Clear Sky Hammer before making a move," Hu Liena said.
The Clear Sky Hammer is a signal, and it is also what makes the upcoming battle legitimate.
After all, everyone knows about the events of the past. Now that the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect are settling things, everyone just needs to be a spectator.
If they were to use their ultimate moves directly, the justification would be insufficient, and the stance would be chaotic.
What Nan Feng wants today is not a chaotic battle.
For any collision between ideologies, one only needs to solve the head.
As for the parts below, no matter who is the head, they will execute.
"But he is only a Spirit Elder; even if he uses the Clear Sky Hammer, it won't be of any use, right?" Yan said.
"Could it be that he just won't use it?"
"No, Nan Feng has already arranged it," Hu Liena said.
"After we go on stage, we will first deal with Dugu Yan and the others, let them leave the stage, and give Tang San a chance to stand on the stage alone and show his face."
Xie Yue nodded. "Yan, hold back; don't knock Tang San off the stage."
"Do I look that senile?" Yan said, speechless.
"I'm telling you to hold back your strength. In case he overestimates himself and clashes with you, with your brute force, it's very easy to knock him off," Xie Yue said.
"Don't ruin the plan."
"Yes, yes, yes, fixing the match, I understand."
"..."
"Sect Master Ning, still no news of my teacher?"
Tang San always had a bad premonition, and as the match approached, that premonition became even stronger.
"Xiao San, don't worry, compete first," Ning Fengzhi said.
"Master has his own heaven-sent luck; he will be fine."
"Could my teacher... have been captured by the Spirit Hall?" Tang San couldn't help but suspect.
Almost everyone knows what is about to happen, it's just that no one has explicitly stated it.
The Spirit Hall must also know.
"Probably not, right?" Ning Fengzhi said.
"Capturing Master at a time like this is of no use."
Yu Xiaogang is a very magical existence; everyone can use him as an excuse to make a move, but he has no value to anyone.
Whether it's the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan or the Clear Sky Sect, they actually don't care about Yu Xiaogang's life or death. In fact, if this guy could die here, that would be his greatest contribution.
After all, this gives everyone a justification to unite against the Spirit Hall.
The son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's sect master, the teacher of the Clear Sky Douluo's son—a person who seems critical but is actually irrelevant.
"If my teacher is really captured later, Sect Master Ning, Crown Gu, I hope you can help save him," Tang San bowed.
"That goes without saying," Ning Fengzhi helped Tang San up.
"You should focus on the match first and stop thinking so much."
"Yes."
Tang San turned around and followed Dugu Yan and the others onto the arena.
"Fengzhi, you are digging a hole for yourself," Gu Rong said strangely.
"That goes without saying"—will he make a move later? When it comes to fighting, he really can't say much on an occasion like today, but when it comes to running away or saving people silently, he can really do it!
If Nan Feng brings Yu Xiaogang out to sacrifice the flag later, will he save him? "It doesn't count as a hole," Ning Fengzhi said.
"Anyway, no one can save Yu Xiaogang today, so saying a few words doesn't matter."
"Then will I move later?"
"Uncle Gu, rest assured, you won't have a chance."
"Both teams, take your positions!" As the referee stepped onto the stage to signal, both teams finally stood on the arena.
"The match—begins!"
Following the referee's order, the spirit rings on the field lit up one after another.
Hu Liena's side had a clear goal: knock Dugu Yan off first.
Although the three of them are immune to Dugu Yan's poison, the others are not. If she releases her poison, the Spirit Hall side will instantly lose more than half! "Enchanting Demon!"
"What the hell?"
Watching the colliding, merged figure of the Enchanting Demon rushing directly toward him, Dugu Yan was bewildered.
They really came for her right from the start! Because the Enchanting Demon launched the attack from the front, it inevitably collided with Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai, who were the vanguards.
Then, the two were knocked off the stage by a single blow from the Enchanting Demon without any ability to resist.
After taking out Yu Tianheng and the other, the momentum of the Enchanting Demon did not slow down at all, continuing to advance toward the core of the Imperial Fighting Team, which was where Tang San was.
Facing this terrifying momentum of all-around suppression, Tang San smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.
How the hell are we supposed to fight this!!
But the expected blow did not come. The Enchanting Demon bypassed Tang San, who was standing in place, and went straight for Dugu Yan.
"..."
The whole arena was silent.
Looking at the Imperial Fighting Team, which had only Tang San left after less than a minute of the match, everyone finally realized how powerful that strange spirit fusion skill was.
At the same time, everyone couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy for Tang San, who was standing alone on the field, surrounded by the Spirit Hall team.
The strong ones had all been taken out, leaving only this one with the lowest level.
A lamb surrounded by wolves.
"Are you going down yourself, or should I send you down?" Yan asked.
The Enchanting Demon belongs to speed attacks, and the control of power is the most precise, without any overflow. If he had rushed up just now, it's possible that an accidental aftermath would have knocked Tang San off.
A Spirit Emperor instantly killing a Spirit Elder is really too simple!
"It seems this was all planned," Tang San said.
"Of course, otherwise, did you think you were qualified to stand on this arena?" Yan said.
"My teacher, was he captured by you?" Tang San asked.
"Your teacher?" Yan was stunned.
"Who?"
Tang San frowned. "Do you still need to continue pretending at this point?"
Yan was speechless. "Pretending your ass?"
"What kind of thing is your teacher? How would I know?"
"Hurry up, are you going down yourself, or should I send you down?"
Tang San fell silent. After looking around the arena, he took a deep breath and raised his left hand.
Under everyone's nervous gaze, rich black light surged from Tang San's palm, gradually condensing into shape.
A small black hammer appeared silently in Tang San's palm. The hammer was not large, and the patterns on it were deep and dim, but the moment it appeared, Tang San's whole person seemed to have regained some strength, and a layer of heavy aura appeared around his body.
For a moment, the gazes on the field froze. As long as they were spirit masters above level 60 and over 50 years old, their hearts were trembling at this moment.
Clear Sky Hammer! A martial soul that has created countless glories in the entire spirit master world, an existence at the pinnacle of tool martial souls. It represents a sect, represents countless powerhouses, and represents the most tyrannical power and attack.
It is also the symbol of the direct line of the Clear Sky Sect!
Boom!
Thunder exploded, and a terrifying pressure suddenly fell from the sky. The spirit masters on the field looked up one after another, looking at the tall figure under the thick clouds.
Only to see him dragging a giant hammer flashing with dark blood-colored thunder light, walking from the sky. Every step brought a terrifying aura of suppression.
Although he had not yet made a move, he had already caused most of the Spirit Douluo, and even Titled Douluo, on the field to lose their will to fight.
Tang San also looked up at the figure in the sky, looked at the giant hammer, and compared it with the small black hammer in his own hand.
"Outstanding battle soul hammer, towering Clear Sky Sect, the hammer's name—Clear Sky!"
Boom!!! "Qian Daoliu, I have returned!" (End of chapter)
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