Bab 453: Chapter 449: Divine Might Dominates, Punch Shatters the Big Xumi Hammer, Shocking the Entire Arena!_1
"Boom!"
Tang San's explosive aura burned fiercely, and the bursting strength made the air itself warp and ripple.
The ground beneath his feet roared continuously, vibrating without end.
The six teammates behind him devoted all their soul power to assist, elevating Tang San's strength to an unprecedented peak state.
Tang San gripped the Hao Tian Hammer in his hand.
With merely a gentle sway,
sonic booms resonated, and shockwaves rolled out wildly.
Feeling the surge of immense power within his body, Tang San let out a hearty laugh.
"Luo Yu."
"You can still laugh?"
At this moment, the audience fell silent, not expecting Tang San to be like an indestructible cockroach,
pulling out such a terrifying ability, boosting his strength to such an extent.
The knowledgeable among the audience could tell that with Tang San's current aura, he might well be capable of battling a Soul Douluo.
That was just too frightening.
At such a young age, to have reached Soul King was already an astounding talent; could he truly contend with a veteran Soul Douluo?
They couldn't help but shift their gaze to Luo Yu, wanting to see how he would respond to a formidable opponent.
But when they caught sight of Luo Yu's expression,
the audience was visibly taken aback.
"What's going on!"
"Isn't this guy panicking at all?"
"The other side's gone berserk like this, and this big brother doesn't even react?"
Luo Yu looked at the opposing Tang San, who laughed heartily with arrogant flaming spirit and bursting confidence.
A hint of a smile spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Very good, very good indeed."
"Now, you've barely made me lose the urge to sleep."
Tang San's eyes, red as burning coals, bulged out.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"You're still playing dumb at this point?"
Luo Yu slowly sat up straight, his smile gradually fading.
"Hopefully,"
"Next,"
"I won't scare you to tears."
Tang San was disdainful, while the audience watched with eager eyes, not wanting to blink and miss what was to come.
They wanted to know what Luo Yu was going to do.
"Swish!"
A breeze suddenly swept up around Luo Yu.
Then the wind grew stronger, and the ground started to tremble from a faint tremor escalating to an earthquake-like rumble.
"Crash!"
Behind him, the Dragon God Martial Soul released an ascending, heaven-reaching breath, howling skyward, soaring through the void.
It exuded a terribly daunting Dragon Might.
All those with beast martial souls in the audience felt their own bloodlines shivering, submitting.
For a moment, they stared at Luo Yu in utter terror, unable to imagine any other beast martial soul in the world that could be so horrifyingly powerful.
And this overwhelming, tsunami-like aura was just the beginning.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
One after another soul rings began to emerge around Luo Yu.
The audience's eyes widened as if witnessing something incredible.
Amethyst Gold, Blue Gold, Brown Gold, Black Gold, White Gold, Green Gold.
Six Colored-Golden Soul Rings emitted a ferocious Dragon Might, each swirling with the breath of different elements, rotating around Luo Yu.
At that moment, Luo Yu was like a celestial deity, a king of heaven descended among mortals.
Tang San's mouth clamped shut, unable to utter a single word, his previous beaming smile completely gone.
The audience gaped, their scalps tingling, goosebumps spreading over their skin.
"This... this... this!!!"
Some of the audience couldn't say anything, simply because they were too shocked.
"Colored-Golden Soul Rings?"
"A full six Colored-Golden Soul Rings?"
"What exactly are these?"
"Damn, do you even need to guess? Just compare and you'll see, each of these damn Colored-Golden Soul Rings is more powerful than the red soul rings from earlier."
"You mean to say, this colored-golden Soul Ring has exceeded 100,000 years?"
"Please, with your narrow minds, do you dare to guess more boldly?"
"Then..." Someone bit their lip hesitantly and said, "It can't be, could this be a Soul Ring from over 400,000 years ago?"
The girls from Tianshui Academy and Shrek gathered together, naturally overhearing the divergent opinions among the audience.
Ning Rongrong's rosy little mouth had already curled up proudly, feeling pride for her man.
It could only be said that their weakness limited their imaginations; this was a Soul Ring of the million-year level.
Only Brother Yu had a million-year Soul Ring.
Seeing Luo Yu unleashing his divine Might on stage, finally ready to get serious, the women including Xiaowu were also filled with anticipation.
Under the Nine-Colored Divine Light, Luo Yu was bathed, his six colored-golden Soul Rings pulsating.
His eyes opening and closing emanated an aura of majesty, brooking no violation, not showing the slightest sign of weariness.
He looked straight at Tang San.
The amethyst-gold radiance that shone from those eyes actually caused Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes to sting, making him unable to keep eye contact.
Luo Yu parted his lips slightly, his voice indifferent and waveless.
"If you dare not make a move..."
"Then kneel down."
Tang San looked at Luo Yu, whose momentum had already overwhelmed his own.
His heart was incredibly agitated, filled with disbelief.
How could this be?
What on earth was the deal with the Soul Rings on this guy?
Why was each one more bizarre than the last?
He had nearly died absorbing ten-thousand-year Soul Rings; how could this guy absorb Soul Rings that surpassed 100,000 years?
Tang San didn't believe it.
He had been tempered by the Minor Xuantian Skill since childhood, understood training from a young age, and inherited the Divine Skill of the Hao Tian Clan.
With so many opportunities, why should he be worse than this guy opposite him?
"I don't believe it!"
"I don't believe it!!!"
Tang San shook his head repeatedly and roared out loud, holding the hammers in both hands, he executed the simplified version of the Divine Skill Great Xumi Hammer.
"Boom!"
As he swung the Hao Tian Hammer, the head of the hammer instantly enlarged, resembling a small hill, carrying a momentum as overwhelming as a crashing wave.
It headed straight for Luo Yu, who was sitting in the wheelchair, and smashed down from above.
Luo Yu felt nothing inside, slowly shaking his head.
"Child's play, hardly worth mentioning."
His fist burst forth with an incredibly brilliant red light as if a giant Fire Dragon King was spiraling around it, forging a gorgeous dragon-shaped armor glove.
He struck out at the huge hammer head.
"Roar!"
The dragon's roar echoed, astounding for miles around.
A fist shadow tore through the air, expanding countless times in an instant; inside, it seemed to hide a thousand phantoms of the Fire Dragon King.
The moment it touched the hammer head, a thousand dragons erupted, all exploding together.
In an instant, the earth shook and the massive competition ground, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people, trembled violently.
The blast wave knocked down the nearby spectators in an instant, leaving them struggling to maintain balance.
The personal belongings of the spectators in the distance took flight with the wind, scattering far and wide.
The Great Xumi Hammer executed by Tang San only managed to sustain for a moment before being blown away; the dwindling hammer shadow trembled weakly in the air, rapidly shrinking.
The residual force of Luo Yu's punch struck Tang San squarely.
"Pfft!"
Tang San's chest collapsed, and he spewed fresh blood, his complexion instantly as pale as golden paper.
He was sent flying far, scraping against the ground, carving a ragged trail of blood.
When the sky regained quiet, and the audience rose from their chaotic fall and refocused their gaze back to the arena,
Luo Yu, surrounded by divine light, sat in his original spot.
The six teammates huddled at the edge of the platform, shivering, their eyes filled with fear and dread.
As for Tang San, he lay on the ground, in tatters, with blood continuously flowing beneath him.
Luo Yu curled his lips.
"I haven't even exerted my strength yet."
"And you've already fallen?"
Tang San, already severely injured, upon hearing these words, spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.
The audience murmured among themselves.
Are those even human words?
That terrifying punch just now could have instantly obliterated a Soul Sage, and it's still not considered using strength?
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