Chapter 50: Peak Strike

Qianxunji watched Xiao Cao preparing to sacrifice, without stopping.

With his strength, he could easily stop Xiao Cao's sacrifice.

However, in the original story, Tang Hao reached Title Douluo through A Yin's sacrifice, using the burst ring and even hammering the original 95th-level Qianxunji into serious injury.

Ju Dou Luo and Gui Douluo were even more incapable, beaten by Tang Hao until they had no strength to retaliate.

Therefore, Qianxunji wanted to try, letting Tang Hao smoothly break through to the ninetieth level and reach Title Douluo under Xiao Cao's sacrifice.

Then, let him unleash that strongest strike from the original story.

He actually wanted to see, with his current formidable strength, what waves Tang Hao's strongest strike could raise.

"Eighth soul skill, Moving Flowers and Joining Trees!"

With Xiao Cao's cheerful shout, green light burst from her body and rushed straight into Tang Hao's interior.

The next moment, golden light shook within Tang Hao's body, and his soul power directly rose from eighty-eighth to eighty-ninth level.

At the same time, eight soul rings appeared outside his body.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

Ju Dou Luo in the distant forest, seeing this, murmured:

"As expected of one of the Haotian Twin Stars, Tang Hao actually possesses four ten-thousand-year soul rings. This configuration is indeed powerful."

Gui Douluo beside him, hearing this, said with a blank expression:

"You're wrong; as long as the hundred-thousand-year soul beast Dogtail Grass beside him sacrifices, he will immediately obtain a hundred-thousand-year soul ring."

"By then, Tang Hao with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, plus his own outstanding strength, will be unbeatable even if the two of us join forces."

"That strong?" Ju Dou Luo's face filled with surprise.

However, upon thinking of the power of Tang Hao's hundred-thousand-year soul ring, he also felt relieved.

At the same time, he said in astonishment:

"How come His Holiness the Pope still hasn't stopped Xiao Cao's sacrifice, allowing such a terrifying Tang Hao to appear?"

"Hmph!" Gui Douluo crossed his arms, gave a cold snort, and said:

"Although Tang Hao becomes extremely strong after obtaining a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, breaking through to the ninetieth level and becoming a Title Douluo, it also depends on who he fights."

"Before His Holiness the Pope, Tang Hao, even with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, is nothing more than a slightly stronger ant."

Tangyuehua beside them, hearing this, said indignantly:

"Hmph, you two might not know my brother Tang Hao's strength; his combat power far exceeds that of his peers."

"And I also know that His Holiness Qianxunji is merely a ninety-first-level assault-system Title Douluo; as soon as Tang Hao becomes a Title Douluo, he can easily defeat Qianxunji."

"By then, I'll defeat the two of you as well."

Tangyuehua dares now to reveal Tang Hao's strength far beyond his peers because she saw Xiao Cao begin the sacrifice, and Tang Hao will soon break through to Title Douluo.

By then, nobody present will be a match for Tang Hao.

"Heh!" Ju Dou Luo heard this, gave a cold laugh, pinched his orchid finger, pointed at Tangyuehua, and said disdainfully:

"What nonsense is Tang Hao urging peace, daring to compare himself with our His Holiness the Pope?"

"I tell you, wait a moment, and Tang Hao's miserable state will show you what despair is. So don't expect Tang Hao to save you; instead, think about how to beg His Holiness the Pope not to kill Tang Hao later."

Ju Dou Luo said while shaking his head. He did not mention that Qianxunji is no longer a ninety-first-level Title Douluo now, nor that Qianxunji now possesses a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, or even a million-year soul ring.

Because Qianxunji has not permitted it, his loyal subordinate cannot casually reveal Qianxunji's secret.

"Impossible, Tang Hao could never lose!" Tangyuehua said with a face of disbelief; in her view, her brother Tang Hao is a monstrous talent, his combat power far surpassing his peers, and no one on the continent at the same level can match Tang Hao.

"Boom!"

A booming roar startled Tangyuehua back to her senses, her gaze turning toward the distant Xiao Cao.

"Boom!"

Xiao Cao's body burst forth with a green light shooting straight to the heavens; blades of Dogtail Grass rapidly sprouted from the ground around her, and soon the surroundings were filled with Dogtail Grass.

The next moment, the sky-piercing green light shot directly into Tang Hao's body, and a soul bone also flew toward him.

"Bang!"

Inside Tang Hao's body came an explosive sound; his soul power surged from eighty-ninth level directly to the ninetieth, stopping only at the ninety-first level.

At the same time, outside his body there were no longer just eight soul rings, but nine.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

That additional deep-red soul ring turned out to be a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, the dream of everyone on the continent.

However, Tang Hao felt no excitement now; his face was full of pain.

Because where Xiao Cao had stood just now, her figure was gone; in its place stood only a mutant Dogtail Grass unlike the surrounding Dogtail Grass.

"Xiao Cao!" Tang Hao cried, holding Tang San with one hand, his voice low and choked, his heart filled with sorrow and pain.

But he knew Xiao Cao had already sacrificed, and at this moment she had become merely an ordinary mutant Dogtail Grass.

All of this is Qianxunji's fault.

Thinking this, Tang Hao suddenly lifted his head to look at Qianxunji flying twenty-some meters high in the air, his eyes full of hatred, wishing to tear him to pieces.

"Qian... xun... ji..."

Qianxunji, today I will surely slay you and make you pay a heavy price.

At this moment, Tang Hao felt the surging soul power within his body, gazing at the red soul ring outside his body that symbolized the hundred-thousand-year soul ring.

He clearly knows how powerful you are now.

He is confident that, with his current terrifying strength, even someone as strong as Qianxunji would be directly defeated by him.

Then, slay?!

Tang Hao's tiger eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, showing how much pain he was in; especially when staring at Qianxunji in the air, his body trembled violently from excessive rage.

"Qianxunji, today you will surely die."

Tang Hao felt the powerful soul power within his body, the adhesive tape one step, his body instantly shot up to the sky, fourth.

At the same time, the Haotian Hammer in his hand quickly appeared, then directly enlarged to a size of ten-something meters huge.

「Blast Ring! 」

「Great Sumeru Hammer! 」

Tang Hao knew Qianxunji was strong, so as soon as he made a move he used his strongest strike, the Great Sumeru Hammer, and at the same time also used Blast Ring, causing his power to surge dramatically.

In the sky, Tang Hao's body flew into the air, the Haotian Hammer in his hand enlarged to twenty-something meters; Tang Hao gripped the huge Haotian Hammer with soul power and, shouting at Qianxunji, smashed it down hard.

「Good timing! 」 Qianxunji looked at Tang Hao's powerful strike, and only then did he feel it was somewhat decent.

Before Tang Hao became a Titled Douluo, Qianxunji felt that fighting him was boring.

And now, after Xiao Cao's sacrifice, Tang Hao has become a ninety-first-rank Titled Douluo, while also wielding the world's number one tool martial soul, the Haotian Hammer, plus the Blast Ring skill.

Even a typical ninety-sixth-rank Titled Douluo using full strength could not block this attack; it would surely cause severe injury.

However, facing Tang Hao's such powerful strike, Qianxunji did not step forward to resist, nor did he flee; he simply stood in midair with his hands behind his back, allowing the Haotian Hammer to smash down hard upon him.

(End of chapter)