The massive Hao Tian Hammer descended from the sky, carrying a terrifying momentum as it smashed down fiercely.
A pink silhouette flashed into the arena, suddenly guarding in front of Luo Yu.
A jade arm lifted, a fair little hand lightly smacked upwards.
"Clang!!"
An explosion of metallic clanging rang out, surging shockwaves radiating to both sides, the explosive Soul Power fluctuations rippling in all directions.
The onlookers only felt a tremble in their eardrums, a buzzing sound in their heads, momentarily dumbfounded, stumbling from the residual force of the attack.
As everyone steadied themselves and looked towards the arena.
They were suddenly startled.
Luo Yu had not moved, calm and composed.
Not even Tang Hao's formidable nine rings Cultivation Level could shake his unwavering gaze.
The massive Hao Tian Hammer that had attacked was firmly blocked by a single jade hand.
The owner of the jade hand was a woman in palace attire.
Her eyebrows were delicate as frost, her beauty striking.
The young matron's ripe body was like a juicy peach, her slender waist barely enough to hold, her pale pink beautiful eyes shimmering, enough to captivate souls.
Yet, the onlookers present didn't dare to let their gazes wander, not daring to defile her.
Blocking the full-force blow of a Titled Douluo with one hand and remaining unscathed, what level of Cultivation must this woman possess? She's not someone they could afford to provoke.
At this moment, the most shocked of all was Tang Hao.
His Hao Tian Hammer weighed ten thousand catties, and with his own strength added, it had reached a terrifying level, yet it was blocked by this sudden apparition of a woman with a single arm?
"Who are you, state your name!" Tang Hao called out loudly and sternly.
The palace-clad beauty's enchanting pink eyes flashed with a cold color, as chilling as eternal ice.
Her lips parted slightly, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop with it.
"You're not worthy to move him."
"Get lost!"
The palace-clad beauty's snow-white leg suddenly lifted, bursting out with intense, dazzling pink light.
Ominous power spread, displaying amazing flexibility.
The pink light swirling around her pointed toe passed by a glint of gold, and with a clang, forcefully kicked away the Sky Hammer.
Tang Hao's expression changed, one hand holding Tang San, the other grabbing the soaring Hao Tian Hammer, he flew backwards dozens of meters in the air before dissipating that horrific force and stabilizing his form.
This scene made the surrounding onlookers shrink their necks further, everyone feeling vulnerable and reverent towards the sudden appearance of the beautiful woman to the extreme.
Too frightening.
Even if her legs were beautiful, they dared not look, for one kick from her might cost them their lives.
They couldn't help but speculate about the relationship between Luo Yu and this beautiful woman.
That one with Tang San, that's father and son, but what about this one, mother and son??
That's right, it must be so.
Otherwise, why would this beautiful woman be so enraged to see a man beaten?
And then the next second, they almost doubted their own existence.
After the imperiously domineering palace-clad beauty sent the Sky Hammer flying, she disdainfully ceased to glance at Tang Hao again but quickly turned to face Luo Yu.
Full of apologies, she gracefully curtsied.
"A Wu is late, please forgive me."
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Witnessing the woman who was emanating a fierce invincibility just a second ago, now looking pitifully apologetic towards a man, everyone present was shocked, their eyes bulging.
Someone slapped their face, feeling as if they were in a damn dream.
It must be fake.
A stunningly beautiful woman who could send a Titled Douluo's full-powered hit flying with one hand was being so polite to a Soul Ancestor?
No, this seemed to go beyond simple politeness.
Those with keen minds could clearly feel that in this tone, in this demeanor, the beautiful woman seemed deeply afraid of the man's blame.
Their eyes locked tightly on Luo Yu, the shock evident on their faces.
The Zhu Zhuqing Sisters had complicated expressions, in the great Xingluo Empire, there weren't many Titled Douluo, beings they needed to look up to, not daring to resist at all.
Yet such a terrifying being was obedient to their man?
Just what was his identity!
Zhu Zhuyun was flushed and excited, feeling as if she was almost reaching a climax.
She hadn't just chosen the right person, but his astonishing natural talent, strength, and that terrifying background made her feel almost unworthy despite offering herself.
It seemed she would have to "try harder" from now on!
Zhao Wuji was feeling utterly disrupted.
His thoughts were in complete disarray.
You both have such towering backgrounds, why on earth come to Shrek to study, what did Shrek do to deserve this?
Zhao Wuji now felt immensely relieved, feeling like he had escaped with his life.
Because if it weren't for Tang San and his conflict, he had planned to give these new students a beating as an entry test, intending to temper their spirits.
Seeing the beautiful woman's protective nature, Zhao Wuji shivered with a chill down his spine.
Temper someone else's spirit? If he had unknowingly messed with this esteemed figure, he would have lost his life.
The words Luo Yu spoke next made everyone's hearts tremble sharply.
"Stand up, it's nothing, you arrived just in time."
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Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in shock, his heart pounding.
What was up with that regal, kingly tone?
Who exactly was this young master from, even the Holy Son and goddess of Wuhun Hall didn't have this prestige, and before they came into their own, didn't they speak courteously to Titled Douluo?
The palace-clad beauty, seeing that Luo Yu bore no grudge, revealed a bewitching and tender smile on her noble and graceful face.
"Since that's the case, allow me to take care of this annoying gnat for you."
Having said that, she bent her leg slightly and sprang from the ground, turning into a streak of pink light shooting into the sky.
Her expression turned cold, she attacked Tang Hao.
The sky filled with fluctuating lights and shadows, and the great battle was ignited.
The pink-legged girl in silk stockings bit her red lips tensely, watching the battle in the sky...