Chapter 276: Xiao Wu Angrily Beats Up Tang San? Shocking Everyone!
The Second Elder's voice trembled like never before as he pointed at Tang San, whose aura was raging in the arena, and exclaimed in a hoarse voice:
"Exploding Rings?! This is the ultimate technique of the Great Sumeru Hammer—Exploding Rings!!"
"That wicked Tang Hao! He... he actually passed on this forbidden secret technique, which is a life-or-death struggle, to his son without permission?!"
The Third Elder's hair stood on end, and he was furious:
"Bastard! Doesn't he know the consequences of Exploding Rings?!"
"This is a supreme secret technique that only the sect leader's heir can access! Tang Hao is no longer a member of the sect, yet he dares... dares to do this?!"
Exploding Rings! The supreme secret technique passed down through generations of the Clear Sky Sect, the ultimate technique of the Great Sumeru Hammer, is extremely powerful. It can instantly unleash power far exceeding one's own level, but the price is equally heavy. If used improperly, at best, one's soul rings will be permanently lost and one's cultivation will be greatly reduced; at worst, one's foundation will be completely destroyed and one's body will explode and die!
Looking at Tang San, whose spirit rings had shattered and whose aura was raging in the hall, Tang Xiao was also filled with disbelief and complex emotions. He muttered to himself,
"What? I didn't expect Brother Hao... to have even taught Xiao San how to shatter spirit rings. Back then, Grandfather didn't even pass on his skills to Father, but instead passed them directly to Brother Hao, because he saw his exceptional talent and placed high hopes on him..."
At this moment, an indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart. This strongest trump card of the Clear Sky Sect should have been used to protect the sect's last strength.
Now, however, it was being used in such a disgraceful situation for internal strife among fellow disciples, and in such a... filthy way.
Just then, in the council hall,
Tang San, who had briefly gained power after shattering his spirit rings, was completely enraged and lunged at Tang Chuan without regard for anything else. He wildly swung the Clear Sky Hammer, which was crawling with maggots, with a chaotic and violent aura, smashing it down on the latter again and again.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Huge collisions rang out one after another. Each collision was accompanied by countless white maggots exploding in all directions from the violent impact!
The scene truly possessed an invincible aura akin to "a mop covered in excrement, Lu Bu reborn."
Tang Chuan was forced to devote most of his energy and soul power to dodging and blocking the maggots, lest he be smeared by those disgusting things.
"This guy… he's really taken disgustingness to the extreme!" Tang Chuan cursed inwardly, finding this dual physical and mental attack quite troublesome.
"But what's the use of exploding a mere ten-year soul ring?"
However, as Tang Chuan had expected, even with the forced activation of energy through the exploding technique, the increase in strength from a mere ten-year white soul ring was limited. Moreover, Tang San's foundation was unstable, making it impossible for him to perfectly control this sudden, violent power.
After only a dozen or so collisions, Tang San's forcibly boosted aura rapidly declined like a deflated balloon, even more so than before the exploding.
His hammer swings became sluggish and weak, and the crimson killing intent around him began to fluctuate violently, as if he were about to collapse at any moment.
"Truly full of flaws!"
With a cold shout, Tang Chuan seized an opportunity, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. He swung his Clear Sky Hammer at a tricky angle, accurately deflecting Tang San's already powerless maggot hammer. Then, without reducing the momentum, he slammed the hammer directly into Tang San's chest!
"Pfft—!"
This time, Tang San could no longer resist. Blood gushed from his mouth like it was free, and he flew backward like a broken sack, the maggot hammer in his hand dissipating.
Although Tang San was heavily struck away by Tang Chuan's hammer and spat out blood, the madness in his blood-red eyes did not diminish at all. On the contrary, it burned even more fiercely, like a final burst of energy before death!
"I...haven't lost yet!!!"
Letting out a hysterical roar, Tang San actually used his last breath to release his Dark Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul once again!
The dark, eerie vines coiled around him, adorned with six spirit rings: two yellow, one purple, and three black.
However, the next moment, something chilling happened!
"Explode!"
Tang San roared, a resolute and ferocious look on his face. Without hesitation, he detonated the first four spirit rings on his Blue Silver Grass spirit!
"Explode! Explode! Explode! Explode!"
Immediately, four muffled sounds of energy shattering rang out!
On his dark Blue Silver Grass spirit, the two hundred-year yellow spirit rings, the one thousand-year purple spirit ring, and… the one ten-thousand-year black spirit ring, all exploded one after another under Tang San's frenzied control!
All four spirit rings exploded simultaneously! A vast and chaotic energy, like an out-of-control torrent, surged wildly into Tang San's body, even forming a distorted energy storm around him!
"Ughhhhh—!"
A painful roar escaped Tang San's lips as more wounds instantly appeared on his body, making him look like a porcelain doll about to shatter.
But at the same time, the soul power emanating from his body surged at an alarming rate, instantly breaking through the barrier of the Soul Emperor and reaching the Soul Saint level!
Although this power was violent and unstable, filled with a sense of self-destruction, the undeniable pressure of a Soul Saint was undeniable!
"Hiss—!"
Looking at the raging Tang San in the arena, the Haotian Sect disciples watching the battle gasped in unison, instinctively taking a few steps back, their faces filled with horror.
Destroying four soul rings at once, including a ten-thousand-year soul ring!
How insane! How ruthless! This was simply reckless!
On the high platform, the expressions of several elders also changed drastically.
The Seventh Elder's pupils constricted slightly, and he exclaimed in horror,
"This kid... has he gone mad?! He's destroyed four spirit rings in a row, including a ten-thousand-year spirit ring! If anything goes wrong along the way, he'll be cutting himself off from the path of a spirit master!"
The Second Elder's expression was extremely solemn as he slowly said,
"This boy's temperament is so ruthless and decisive, cruel to others, and even more so to himself... If he were to walk the right path, perhaps... Alas!"
He sighed heavily, leaving the rest of his words unspoken, but the meaning was clear.
With such a temperament, if he were to go astray, the harm would be even greater.
The Third Elder's sharp gaze fell upon Tang Wei, whose aura remained steady in the arena, and he said in a deep voice,
"Tang Wei is in danger. Tang San forcibly elevated himself to the Spirit Saint level by destroying his spirit rings, even if it's only temporary, and is by no means something a Spirit Sect can contend with. This battle will probably have to end here."
The Fourth Elder chimed in, "That's right, we can't let them fight any longer. Tang San has already lost control. If the fight continues, Tang Wei's life will be in danger, and Tang San himself might also..."
Just as the Clear Sky Sect elders were gathering their soul power, preparing to forcefully stop this out-of-control duel, another unexpected change occurred!
Facing Tang San, who was charging at him with a frenzied aura, Tang Chuan didn't retreat but advanced! The dark Clear Sky Hammer in his hand swung rapidly at a speed far exceeding its previous speed, not smashing it towards Tang San, but slamming it down violently onto the ground in front of him!
"Boom—!"
With a loud bang, a large crater was smashed into the solid floor of the council hall.
In an instant, the violent force stirred up countless fragments of stone, and dust rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud, instantly engulfing the two figures completely!
"Not good!"
"Quickly, save him!"
The elders' expressions changed, and they were about to rush into the smoke and dust.
However, in that instant, an invisible yet vast and boundless spiritual force swept across the entire area silently, like mercury spilling onto the ground!
Everyone present, including Tang Xiao, who possessed profound soul power, and several titled Douluo-level elders, felt as if their heads had been lightly pricked by a fine needle, followed by a brief, weak stinging sensation, and their minds experienced a momentary daze and sluggishness!
It was the skill attached to the million-year soul ring of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm—Mental Interference!
Under this exquisite mental interference, even those as powerful as Tang Xiao and the elders of the Clear Sky Sect had their perceptions briefly clouded and distorted, unable to immediately penetrate the seemingly ordinary smoke and dust to see what was happening inside!
Within the smoke and dust.
With their vision blocked and their perception disrupted, this place seemed to have become a battlefield isolated from the world.
Looking at Tang San, who was carrying the violent energy of a Soul Saint, with bloodshot eyes, and charging towards him recklessly, Tang Chuan's lips slowly curled into a cold and eerie smile.
The two yellow and one purple spirit rings that had been simulated around him vanished silently, replaced by a deep, blood-red, 100,000-year spirit ring exuding terrifying pressure!
100,000-year spirit skill—Void, activated!
Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, brimming with the power of four exploding rings and crawling with maggots, slammed down with destructive force towards Tang Chuan's head!
However, the expected scene of brains splattering did not occur.
The terrifying hammerhead, as if striking a phantom, passed directly through Tang Chuan's body without any resistance!
Missing its target, the massive force that had poured out had nowhere to land, instead causing Tang San's own blood to surge, worsening his injuries.
"Wh...what?! This is a 100,000-year spirit ring?" This completely incomprehensible scene left the frenzied Tang San stunned. He stared incredulously at the hammer that had pierced through his opponent's body, exclaiming in disbelief.
How could Tang Wei, whom he regarded as an ant, possess such a bizarre ability?!
This was definitely not the method of a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect!
Nor could it be an ability that a small Soul Sect member could possess!
In a flash, a figure whom he regarded as a mortal enemy, who also possessed such a bizarre ability, suddenly appeared in his mind!
That blue hair, that cold face, that guy who had ruined his plans time and time again...
combined with that bizarre mental interference, this void state that was immune to physical attacks... all the clues instantly connected!
"No...no! You are not Tang Wei! You...you are that bastard Tang Chuan!?!" At this moment, Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints. As if he had seen a ghost, he raised his hand and pointed at Tang Chuan, his voice becoming somewhat shrill due to extreme shock and screaming.
Amidst the smoke and dust, hearing Tang San's terrified screams, Tang Chuan's eerie smile deepened. He calmly observed the crazed Tang San and said softly,
"You guessed right, there's a reward."
His voice held a hint of mockery, as if playing a cat-and-mouse game.
Just as Tang San was slightly startled by his words, a profound sense of foreboding rising within him, Tang Chuan's blood-red sixth spirit ring lit up once more!
"As for what my reward will be?"
"I'll reward you with Xiao Wu."
"Sixth Spirit Skill, Explosive Eight-Stage Throw!"
With Tang Chuan's icy shout, a phantom yet incredibly familiar slender figure, filled with boundless sorrow and resolute determination, abruptly separated from his body!
A pink dress, a long scorpion braid.
That delicate face—who else could it be but Xiao Wu?!
However, at this moment, she was not a physical being, but a soul. Her translucent body emitted a faint red glow, and tears of blood flowed from her eyes, filling her with a heartbreakingly beautiful tragedy. The moment this illusory soul of Xiao Wu appeared, it seemed to be locked onto its destiny, shooting towards Tang San!
"Xiao...Xiao Wu?!"
The instant he saw this figure he had longed for, Tang San was struck dumb!
His bloodshot eyes instantly regained a moment of clarity, and his frenzied killing intent and instinctive defense crumbled before his lover.
The next second, he stretched out trembling hands, as if wanting to embrace the illusory figure rushing towards him, his face filled with unbelievable ecstasy, deep-seated longing, and endless pain.
"Xiao Wu...Xiao Wu! My love! Is that you? You've come back to see me?!"
Tang San completely abandoned all resistance, opening his arms wide, his eyes fixed only on that pink figure, as if he would be willing to die immediately just to touch her again.
However, what responded to him was not a warm embrace.
Instead, it was Xiao Wu's soul-splitting Eight-Stage Throw, imbued with endless sorrow and power!
Xiao Wu's illusory figure, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, instantly closed in on Tang San!
The first throw sent Tang San's body flying, slamming him heavily to the ground!
The second throw saw her heel slam into his back!
The third, the fourth… those familiar, fluid yet violently aesthetically pleasing combos relentlessly rained down on the unsuspecting Tang San!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang…!"
The sound of bones cracking was teeth-grinding, and blood gushed from Tang San's mouth. He was like a broken doll, repeatedly slammed and struck in the air and on the ground!
The intense pain jolted him from his brief stupor, but seeing that the perpetrator was Xiao Wu's soul, the pain and confusion in his eyes deepened. He even forgot to resist, simply enduring it, his mouth still unconsciously murmuring:
"Xiao Wu, why... Xiao Wu..."
"I... I am your beloved Third Brother!"
The scene was incredibly tragic, yet incredibly eerie.
A phantom in soul form was unleashing the cruelest combo on her defenseless lover.
Under the slamming of Xiao Wu's soul-infused Eight-Stage Slam, imbued with endless sorrow and power, Tang San was repeatedly slammed and slammed like a fragile rag doll.
The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed incessantly, his limbs twisted unnaturally, his chest caved in, and blood almost stained the ground beneath him.
The fervor, longing, and pain in Tang San's eyes finally dissipated into a hollow void, and his murmuring calls to Xiao Wu gradually weakened until they disappeared completely.
A moment later, the billowing smoke and dust finally dissipated slowly under the influence of the airflow, revealing a scene of utter chaos in the center of the training ground.
All eyes were fixed on the scene, on the unconscious and pitifully disheveled Tang San, then on the composed Tang Chuan. For a moment, no one uttered a sound.
Shock, bewilderment, disbelief…
a complex mix of emotions clung to the faces of every Clear Sky Sect disciple.
The elders and Tang Xiao were also completely stunned.
They had anticipated various outcomes, but none had expected this scene: Tang San had forcibly elevated himself to Soul Saint using the Ring-Exploding Secret Technique, only to be utterly and irrevocably defeated by a Clear Sky Sect disciple of around level forty, in a way they couldn't comprehend?
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