Chapter 613

Not only was Yi Longtao angry, but the other sword cultivators also wanted to curse.

Using a hammer as a sword?!

Are you treating everyone like fools?

Sword cultivators do only use swords, that's correct, but they at least know the eighteen weapons.

And in daily life, they certainly wouldn't use swords for everything—knives for cooking, hoes for tilling fields and planting spiritual plants, needles for sewing and making robes, furnaces for alchemy, and hammers for forging flying swords!

Hammers are the most familiar tools to all sword cultivators, and some famous sword-forging masters' hammers are even more renowned than their own swords.

But someone is holding something that doesn't even qualify as a sword-forging hammer (sword-forging hammers are small hammers, no large ones, let alone this kind of giant hammer), claiming this is a sword.

I might as well go to hell!

This is an insult to swords, an insult to sword cultivators!

At this moment, even those who disliked Yi Longtao stood on his side, hoping Yi Longtao would harshly teach this clueless white-haired brat a lesson.

Strip him naked and hang him upside down for three days and three nights.

No, hang him upside down until all newly initiated disciples begin training, then hang him for another three days and three nights.

"Looks like you want to die!" Yi Longtao's face bore a cruel, ferocious grin—of course, he wouldn't kill, as there are crueler methods than simply killing him.

"You useless waste don't understand." Tang Luo spoke flatly, yet revealed a strong confidence and matter-of-factness: "Not understanding is not understanding, no need to waste more words."

At that moment, Yi Longtao even wondered if he had misseen—what the opponent held was indeed a sword.

Upon closer look, damn your sword—it's still just a hammer!

Yi Longtao struck first, thrusting forward with a sword, no flourish, the dull sound of breaking air even louder than before, already stirring up wind.

Facing this heavy thrust, Tang Luo held his giant hammer level, using a thrusting motion, and thrust it out.

Simultaneously, he muttered lowly: "Stacked Waves Threefold!"

Stacked Waves Threefold is one of several sword techniques freely distributed by the Qing Tian Sword Sect.

Simply put, it means thrusting three times in the same spot.

Sounds a bit foolish, but actually it's not—this sword technique belongs to the Flying Sword Art; when the flying sword retreats to counterattack and the sword essence erupts just right, each thrust becomes stronger than the last.

This sword technique is hard for most Foundation Establishment cultivators to master, so many times when performed it looks rather foolish.

But true sword cultivators who have fully mastered this technique deliver threefold force in a single thrust, each layer more terrifying than the last.

That is the true Stacked Waves Threefold.

Could it be that this white-haired brat's confidence comes from truly mastering Stacked Waves Threefold?

Yet everyone saw the brat not employing Flying Sword—Flying Hammer Technique?

He simply calmly raised the hammer and thrust forward, his motion carrying a hint of spiritual agility and grace, a thrusting motion many sword cultivators cannot achieve.

The watching sword cultivators felt an urge to vomit blood!

Such a thousand-times-forged, flavorful thrusting motion—why are you using a hammer?! If you're going to use a hammer, at least swing it down to smash something!

Don't use a hammer to perform sword techniques!

And do it so skillfully!

Many sword cultivators' hearts bled, as if seeing their goddess embrace another, that scoundrel not even cherishing her.

Regardless of what others thought, when sword and hammer collided, there was no great sound.

Only a soft hum.

Yi Longtao's body trembled, and he remained frozen in the thrusting sword posture.

At the moment of impact, a force invaded, instantly covering his entire body. Yi Longtao went numb—from head to toe, inside and out completely numb, even his sword essence congealed, unable to be mobilized, even beginning to dissipate.

This feeling was like being hit by a giant wave while lying on his back, collapsing headfirst to the ground.

Stacked Waves Threefold!

Whether or not there are three layers, this single layer is already a giant wave!

Thrusting once with the hammer, Tang Luo withdrew his hand, then thrust forward again—second strike, the black giant sword shattered, along with its hilt.

Yi Longtao still held his sword-thrusting posture, unable to move.

Then came the third strike—Yi Longtao's palm and arm twisted into a strange angle, white bone pierced the skin, his chest was struck by the giant hammer, and the whole person flew backward.

Severely injured, he lost consciousness.

"You couldn't even withstand my one move 'Stacked Waves Threefold'—truly a waste who understands nothing." Tang Luo swept his right hand diagonally, hammer pointing to the ground.

If he were holding a sword, this blood-splashing flourish would naturally look very suave.

But with a giant hammer, however you look at it, it seems strange.

And Stacked Waves Threefold my ass!

Everyone figured it out—this is simply three plain hammer thrusts, having nothing to do with Stacked Waves Threefold.

It's just that the hammer strikes especially hard: one strike suppresses Yi Longtao, two destroy the sword, three inflict severe injury.

That's all there is to it.

No, we do not recognize this as sword technique, nor do we recognize this as a sword!

"This is fundamentally not a sword, not Stacked Waves Threefold!" a sword cultivator shouted.

But many captains, their faces showed astonishment and solemnity.

As veterans and trainers, they can dispel sword formation suppression and restore normal strength.

Just earlier, Yi Longtao did exactly that.

Yet under these circumstances, Yi Longtao was defeated—without flourish, cleanly and decisively defeated.

Everyone is at mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, with no difference.

However... this white-haired brat's power seems terrifying, as if astonishing force lies hidden within his seemingly chaotic and fragile sword essence!

"Could it be—" two squad leaders exchanged glances, having thought of something.

By this time, some who could no longer bear Tang Luo's insult to the sword had already stepped forward, declaring they wanted to challenge him.

Tang Luo naturally wore a "you don't understand" posture, the lonely-at-the-top bearing of a master: "Not understanding is not understanding. Since you want to come up, then come."

The giant hammer pointed diagonally, simply provoking the sword cultivators' nerves.

A sword cultivator rushed over first, with the same cultivation as Tang Luo, but not a captain, so he suffered the sword array's suppression.

Only during training, he had basically already adapted to this kind of suppression.

Then, he flew out, hammered away by Tang Luo with a single blow.

"Again, couldn't even take a single strike." Tang Luo shook his head, continuing his lonely-master act, looking like he badly needed a beating.

Two sword cultivators couldn't hold back and attacked together; they also flew out together.

Still just one hammer strike, but this time it was a swung hammer, and everyone felt much better about it.

Next, over a dozen people challenged Tang Luo; without exception, all were defeated in a single hammer strike.

The crowd's anger gradually turned into astonishment.

So strong, why is he this strong?!

Hammering the last challenger away, Tang Luo stood silently in place, eyes closed, yet the aura on his body began to rise.

Even the sword array could not suppress it.

"This is a breakthrough?!"

"Late Foundation Establishment!"

Amid exclamations, Tang Luo's clothes and white hair stirred without wind, his cultivation rising from mid Foundation Establishment to late Foundation Establishment.

Zhu Bajie's illusion art, a perfect disguise, allowed Tang Luo to easily climb from Foundation Establishment all the way up, "breaking through and leveling up" anytime, anywhere.

"Even this can trigger a breakthrough?"

"And, what was that situation just now, this power——"

"Boom!"

A streak of golden light tore across the long sky, carrying a heavy pressure, like a massive boulder descending from the heavens!

The golden light dispersed, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man, unlike the fluttering, carefree long robes of ordinary cultivators.

This middle-aged man wore a suit of black armor, full of military style, a greatsword strapped to his back.

A thick beard covered his face, his features stern, filled with iron-blooded intent.

"General!"

The crowd of sword cultivators all saluted in unison.

The Outer Gate Grand Camp Commander, also the man who single-handedly shaped the Outer Gate into its current form — You Tiangang, a Golden Core steward elder, commanding the entire Outer Gate.

The authority in his hands was so great it even surpassed many Nascent Soul sword cultivators.

The reason You Tiangang could decide all Outer Gate affairs with Golden Core cultivation was because he possessed extremely powerful combat strength — Golden Core fighting Nascent Soul!

Late Golden Core cultivation, capable of fighting Nascent Soul!

The Divine Lord Yue Wushuang had once given You Tiangang an eight-character evaluation: Unmatched combat power, invincible within the same stage!

Invincible within the same stage, and You Tiangang who could even fight Nascent Soul — his gaze swept across the field, stopping on Tang Luo: "Just now, was it you who broke through?"

"Yes." Tang Luo nodded.

Breakthroughs and such, you definitely have to pull one off every so often; otherwise how do you get promoted, get a raise, become Sect Master, and reach the peak of being an undercover agent?

"Come." You Tiangang looked at Tang Luo, pointing at his own chest, "Give me one sword strike."

"What situation is this?"

Everyone was shocked; General You Tiangang made a domineering entrance, then asked that white-haired brat to give him a sword strike?

Is he angry? Doesn't quite seem like it either.

"Give you a sword strike?" Tang Luo was very calm, which in everyone's eyes looked extremely rude.

In front of you is a Golden Core senior; setting aside official duties, you should be respectful, okay?

"Right, use all your strength, don't hold back in the slightest." You Tiangang said sternly, "This is an order; the slightest reservation, military law will deal with you!"

"... Sure?" Tang Luo asked.

"Soldier! Next time, military law!" You Tiangang was cold and hard like a rock.

Three sentences without leaving "military law."

"Fine." Xuan Bian was in Tang Luo's hand again, forming the hammer.

"???"

At this moment, You Tiangang's expression was extremely colorful.

He had come because he sensed Tang Luo's breakthrough aura; he knew nothing of what happened before — a child's horseplay, how could it draw his attention?

Tang Luo had also conveniently put away Xuan Bian when he broke through, so this was the first time You Tiangang saw this hammer.

"I said, give me a sword strike..." You Tiangang found these words a bit difficult to say.

Unlike those Outer Gate disciples, You Tiangang was widely experienced; he knew more or less about those sword cultivators with screws loose in their heads, who don't use swords but insist on using other magic tools.

If not for the unmistakable Sword Yuan, this kind of idiot would have been beaten to death as a non-sword cultivator long ago.

If the radicals saw it, they might just attack without a second word.

Didn't expect to actually run into such an idiot here.

Fortunately, You Tiangang wasn't a radical; he was relatively open-minded about this, after all, when he was a general before, he was used to using a spear.

"Switch to a sword, don't use a hammer in the future." You Tiangang said.

What the hell hammer, a sword cultivator must use a sword; only using a sword can bring out a sword cultivator's strongest combat power.

"This is a sword." Tang Luo said.

"..." Letting out a light breath, You Tiangang forcibly suppressed his anger, "Fine, come at me then."

If the situation really is as he guessed, then it's easy to say; if not, he'll make this white-haired kid turn himself into a hammer!

Tang Luo raised his hand and "stabbed" a hammer at Yu Tiangang.

Yu Tiangang did not dodge or avoid, nor did he even defend, allowing the hammer to smash into his chest.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a second; Yu Tiangang looked at Tang Luo, slowly extending a finger: "Good."

Then he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fell backward.

"You saw it, he wanted me to give him a sword strike." Tang Luo wore an innocent expression.

Just a slight increase in force, not even exceeding late Foundation Establishment—how is your Golden Core this weak?