Chapter 211

211. Chapter 211 The Imperial Armor Is Too Strong—What to Do? Then Let Tang Hao Suffer!

At this moment, Tang Hao was extremely angry and also extremely shocked.

Soon, a feeling of shame and annoyance surged into his heart, his eyes instantly turned blood‑red, and his aura surged.

"Ah~" Tang Hao roared, a violent Soul Power Fluctuation burst from his body, blasting the nearby rocks away. Immediately, a special force transmitted to the hammer head and spread out.

"Haotian Nine Absolutes—Shock!"

Haotian Nine Absolutes was created by Tang Chen based on the Yang Clan's Seven‑Style Soul‑breaking Spear Technique, and it contains the nine force techniques of Emptiness, Seal, Piercing, Penetration, Entanglement, Shock, Break, Sudden, and Collapse.

The reason Haotian Nine Absolutes has two more force techniques than the Soul‑breaking Spear Technique is not because Haotian Nine Absolutes is stronger, but because the Haotian Hammer martial soul has more and more obvious flaws than the Breaking Clan's spear.

In truth, the two manuals are equal; they simply differ because each martial soul is different, and they are used to compensate for different shortcomings.

The flaw of the Soul‑breaking Spear is not the martial soul itself, but the Breaking Clan's all‑offense, no‑defense fighting style.

This fighting style severely lacks defense, making it easy to fall into difficulty when facing concentrated enemy long‑range firepower.

The force techniques of the Soul‑breaking Spear Technique can to some extent compensate for this deficiency, drawing the enemy's attacks onto the spear tip and meeting attack with attack, fully exploiting the spear's strengths.

The main flaw of the Haotian Hammer is that the martial soul itself is overly heavy, making both movement and attack speed relatively slow, so it is hard to hit fast‑moving Soul Masters and also hard to respond to fast attacks.

Although the Haotian Hammer's attack power is tyrannically unmatched, if it cannot hit the opponent, even the strongest attack merely wastes soul power.

Therefore, to make up for these predicaments, the supremely talented Tang Chen, based on the Soul‑breaking Spear Technique, created the Haotian Nine Absolutes best suited to the Haotian Hammer martial soul, aiming to play to strengths and avoid weaknesses, pushing the hammer's strongest power to the extreme.

Seeing Yu Tianyun punch after pound striking the Haotian Hammer's handle, feeling the burning pain in his chest, Tang Hao quickly used the Shock Absolutes, trying to distance himself from Yu Tianyun to catch his breath.

A powerful shockwave quietly emanated from the Haotian Hammer, but Yu Tianyun's figure did not sway as Tang Hao had expected; only the fists striking the handle trembled slightly, and then nothing happened.

Even so, it allowed Tang Hao to catch his breath a little.

The shockwave shattered the rocks behind him, clearing a large area.

Immediately afterward, Tang Hao's figure retreated violently, then he surged sharply to the right.

Instantly, Tang Hao broke free from the mountain wall and stood on an open space fifty meters from Yu Tianyun, staring coldly.

"Tch, you talk so big but your strength is only this. It's unreasonable that someone like you could become famous across the continent!"

As Tang Hao just lifted his head, he heard the mockery coming from the dragon‑shaped helmet; his forehead veins bulged and he roared, "Ah~ little thief, I will kill you!"

"Haotian True Form!"

Tang Hao was furious beyond measure; not only had his hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Ring and Soul Bone been stolen, but he also had to endure this mockery—what could be tolerated could not be, so let old wounds flare up; he could no longer bear it.

He wanted to kill the petty thief who had humiliated him right before his eyes.

The seventh Soul Ring flared; the black Haotian Hammer in Tang Hao's hand suddenly burst with light, intense black radiance surging, unfurling in the wind, and the Haotian Hammer instantly expanded like an inflating balloon into a black giant hammer a hundred meters long.

Crimson demonic patterns emerged from the massive Haotian Hammer, and at the same time Tang Hao's ninth Soul Ring flared; instantly, the black giant hammer turned completely red in the blink of an eye.

Tang Hao stared at Yu Tianyun with icy eyes, as if looking at a corpse.

He had already disregarded his hidden injuries and unleashed his strongest attack under normal conditions.

With ninety‑five rank soul power, plus a hundred‑thousand‑year soul skill, and the world's number‑one tool martial soul—the Haotian Hammer—he did not believe this petty thief could block it.

Although he was somewhat shocked that Yu Tianyun, so young, already possessed the cultivation of a Title Douluo, he absolutely did not believe Yu Tianyun's cultivation exceeded his own.

"Hmph~" With a cold snort, Tang Hao moved his right hand; the hundred‑meter‑long super giant hammer in the air came crashing down, its tremendous force sending ripples through the air, and faint sparks of fire shot from the hammer head.

"Hmm, not bad in appearance, but I don't know if it's just a silver‑plated hammer head."

Yu Tianyun crossed his arms, slightly tilted his head back, gazed at the hundred‑meter hammer, and a leisurely voice drifted from his helmet.

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's anger flared, yet he could not help but curl his lip in a cold smile: "Madman, heroes under heaven hear my name and tremble; it's a pity my Haotian Hammer will behead you, this rat‑like whelp."

In his view, Yu Tianyun was just a raw‑out‑of‑the‑cave hothead! Thinking that possessing Title Douluo strength meant he could ignore the heavens and earth, facing my Haotian Douluo's Haotian Hammer and still daring not to dodge—then he shall die without a whole corpse! Having thought this, Tang Hao shouted angrily, and his grip grew a bit stronger.

That massive cylindrical hammer head, like a small hill, covered half the sky and finally descended upon Yu Tianyun's head with the force of Mount Tai pressing down.

It was utterly terrifying! "Boom~"

An unprecedented thunderous roar rang out, as if an invisible ripple in the sky pushed vast white clouds toward the distance.

Yet, unexpectedly, the enormous super Haotian Hammer spun and flew straight back.

At the end of the hammer handle a tiny figure was being dragged—none other than the renowned Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao.

Being dragged backward by the Haotian Hammer, Tang Hao stared blankly at the sky, his mind a blank, murmuring, "How could this be?"

"How could I be the one flying up?"

"Shouldn't I be the one smashing a big pit?"

"……"

Doubts flooded Tang Hao's heart, but immediately a sharp pain surged from his arm, chest, waist, and elsewhere, instantly dragging him back to reality, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand shrank.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, scattering in midair into a line of blood.

"Boom~"

Another tremendous roar sounded, and Tang Hao's body slammed into a huge pit, the sky‑covering dust burying him.

"Hiss~" Feeling the tearing pain in his muscles, Tang Hao couldn't help but grit his teeth, cold sweat pouring from his forehead.

Yu Tianyun looked toward the dust, also a bit dazed—he had only kicked once, and that enormous Haotian Hammer… just… flew?

Was Tang Hao too weak, or was I too strong?

A feeling of disappointment welled up from the bottom of his heart.

He still intended to use Tang Hao to familiarize himself with Ghost‑Shadow Misdirection, Mystic Jade Hand, and Controlling the Crane to Seize the Dragon techniques.

"Could it be that the enhancement of my Imperial Armor is too strong? Alas, then I can only make Tang Hao suffer!"

Yu Tianyun lowered his head to look at his splendid, domineering armor, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Actually, this is normal—his armor is entirely made of soul bones over a million years old, and he has six pieces in total, three of which are Dragon King‑level soul bones. What is a Dragon King? It is a top‑tier deity! Moreover, it is an outstanding existence among first‑class gods.

How could armor made of such soul bones not be strong? Although his soul‑bone armor is not complete, it is absolutely not inferior to a full set of divine gear.

Next, Yu Tianyun slowly walked toward Tang Hao; he was not in a rush to kill Tang Hao, but wanted to use this opportunity to master his bodily strength and also practice Tang Sect martial arts, so he retracted the amplifying power attached to his soul‑bone armor, relying solely on his flesh and soul power.

The dust slowly cleared, and Tang Hao struggled to climb out of the huge pit, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

He never expected that, without using the Great Sumeru Hammer, his full‑force strike could be so easily deflected, and the opponent only needed a single kick.

What level must this power have reached? It's utterly absurd, absurd as hell, absurd to the core.

"Who… who are you exactly?"

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse, his gaze full of caution.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had been in seclusion too long; when did such a strong figure appear on the continent? He shouldn't have been completely unknown! In his eyes, Yu Tianyun must be at least level 98, otherwise he wouldn't have so effortlessly blocked his earlier strike.

Moreover, he was certain that Yu Tianyun was not one of those hidden old monsters, because having absorbed Ah Yin's Soul Ring made him more sensitive to life force; he sensed a massive vitality in Yu Tianyun, something that those aged, frail monsters could not possess.

Thinking this, his anger subsided by half, and he calmed completely, a hint of retreat stirring within him.

As long as the green mountains remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood!

The 100,000‑year Soul Beast, if lost, is lost; at worst he'll just go catch another later.

But if his hidden injuries fully erupt, he might not see tomorrow's sun and would no longer be able to protect Tang San.

"Ha ha~" Yu Tianyun sneered, "What? Are you scared?"

Hearing this, the newly composed Tang Hao's forehead veins burst out again; as a proud Heavenly Hao Douluo, when had he ever been looked down upon? Even Qian Daoliu chased him for seven days and nights without catching him, yet now a junior mocks him—he truly wants to smash Yu Tianyun's mouth to pieces with a single hammer blow.

However, in the end he didn't act, merely watching Yu Tianyun coldly while repeatedly muttering the word "endure" in his mind.

Then, taking a deep breath, Tang Hao said in a low voice, "Your strength is formidable; perhaps we should stop here, and I will forgo the claim on the 100,000‑year Soul Beast."

Yu Tianyun was slightly surprised, "Is Tang Hao backing down now?"

No way!

Immediately, Yu Tianyun spread his legs, a teasing voice emanating from his helmet, "If you crawl under my crotch, I might consider sparing your life."

Ah~ I can't endure any longer, Tang Hao couldn't hold back; his right hand gripping the Haotian Hammer clanged, and he roared, "Seeking death, do you really think I'm scared of you?"

Bang~ As soon as he finished shouting, before he could unleash his power, a muffled thud came from below, sending both him and the hammer flying outward.

Ah~

It wasn't until Tang Hao rose into midair that a pig‑slaughter‑like wail echoed. The sound broke the hearts of listeners and brought tears to onlookers; it's hard to imagine such a tough man could emit such a tragic cry.

There's no way around it; Yu Tianyun's kick was just too vicious.

Two breaths later, Tang Hao lay in a newly formed massive pit.

He trembled all over, his once wax‑yellow face turned pallid, cold sweat streamed from his forehead, and his expression was so grim it seemed he wore a mask of pain.

Clap! Clap! Clap! "No wonder you're Haotian Douluo; even after such a heavy blow you only let out a single shout—truly impressive, junior admires you, really admires."

Yu Tianyun clapped his hands while slowly walking toward the prone Tang Hao in the pit; earlier he had employed Ghost‑Shadow Mirage, and combined with his god‑level physical strength, he moved at near‑Instant Teleport speed, vanishing from Tang Hao's sight and, caught off‑guard, delivered that kick.

Tang Hao endured the excruciating pain, gritting his teeth to stand, but his legs seemed unresponsive, trembling as if leaving after‑images, and he could not stand steadily.

Finally, by some unknown great willpower, he managed to prop himself up with the Haotian Hammer.

He glared at Yu Tianyun with venomous eyes, his teeth grinding to the point of blood.

He never dared to lower his head for a glance, because he could not accept such torture.

The more he tried not to, the more others forced him to face reality.

"Oh dear! Under the Haotian Crown, why did you… explode? Wow, so much blood! Are you okay? Let me, a junior, cut you up, to spare the pain."

At that moment, Yu Tianyun's scornful voice reached him, causing Tang Hao to lose all reason; his eyes turned completely blood‑red, unable to distinguish sclera from pupil.

Great Sumeru Hammer!

A slightly sharp roar erupted from Tang Hao's mouth; he was finally about to unleash his ultimate move!

His face showed resolve; humiliated, he no longer wished to live, but before death he would drag Yu Tianyun to be buried with him.

A terrifying black‑red aura burst from him, his momentum continuously soaring, the light on his body growing ever stronger; as his soul power surged, the surrounding space seemed to warp.

"That's more like it!" Yu Tianyun showed not a hint of worry, but an excited grin.

Boom— the black‑red light rose like flames, surging again to its peak.

The nine Soul Rings on Tang Hao's body lit up simultaneously; the original yellow, purple, black, and red hues vanished at that moment, turning black‑red.

At the same time, a chilling forest‑white light burst from Tang Hao, even tinting the black‑red Haotian Hammer with a white layer; a frenzy of savage, icy killing intent surged toward Yu Tianyun—this was the Killing God Realm.

Feeling this long‑awaited power, Tang Hao's face showed a hint of madness, and the pain somewhere in his body eased considerably.

His blood‑red gaze fixed fiercely on Yu Tianyun as he shouted wildly, "Kid, meet your death!"

While speaking, Tang Hao strode forward, his whole body like a whirlwind, the Haotian Hammer in his hand whirling rapidly toward Yu Tianyun.

If Yu Tianyun now shone like a golden sun, then Tang Hao was a black demonic sun, radiating cold, mad, alien arrogance.

In the blink of an eye, the Haotian Hammer in Tang Hao's hand grew to the size of a small mountain again.

This overwhelming power made him confident; he had never truly been defeated since his debut, yet today he faced such humiliating disgrace, and just thinking of it increased the force with which he swung the Haotian Hammer.

Yu Tianyun, seeing this, rejoiced wildly, silently activating his Mysterious Jade Hand, and laughed excitedly, "Hahaha! Not enough, not enough, still not enough, give it more force!"

Hearing that, Tang Hao truly added more effort.

"Watch the hammer!" (End of chapter)