With Tang Hao's roar, the towering buildings throughout the arena seemed to tremble with the sound waves and his aura.
The sand and pebbles on the ground trembled, Tang Hao's seventh spirit ring suddenly shone brightly, and the massive black Clear Sky Hammer in his hand burst forth, its intense black light surging and surging.
The enormous Clear Sky Hammer unfurled in the wind, transforming into a hundred-meter-long hammerhead, its massive head resembling a small mountain, instantly obscuring the sky above the Great Soul Arena, forming a vast black shadow.
The audience gasped in alarm, most of them already fleeing towards the edge of the arena, feeling that the Heavenly Dou Empire could no longer protect them from this power.
Emperor Xue Ye, high above, wore a grim expression. "This Tang Hao is so arrogant and domineering, so disregarding the majesty of my empire, does he really think no one in the Heavenly Dou Empire can punish him?"
Ning Fengzhi didn't say one thing at this moment: No one in the Heavenly Dou Empire could truly punish him unless all the capable individuals swarmed him.
He fixed his gaze on a white-haired old man with striking features and a sharp gaze, and with a single glance, the old man instantly prepared to unleash his power, his supreme sword intent gathering within a three-foot radius.
Ning Fengzhi certainly didn't intend to watch Tang Hao display his might. Luo Yu absolutely needed to be saved, but not now. He understood the value of offering help in times of need better than anyone. With him and Uncle Jian present, Tang Hao wouldn't stand a chance.
Compared to Luo Yu's potential and the goodwill he held in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, Tang Hao was far superior, not to mention the connection to his own little devil.
Ning Fengzhi could already see his daughter waving her little fists and baring her teeth in a threatening gesture.
Looking at the massive, black hammerhead that blotted out the sky, Luo Yu couldn't help but feel a bit of pressure. After all, his strength hadn't fully developed yet, while Tang Hao had been cultivating for decades.
Looking at Luo Yu's slightly changed expression, Tang Hao's bloodshot, angry eyes flashed with disdain. "Kid, even if you're going to put on airs, you should choose your target carefully. The majesty of a Title Douluo is inviolable."
"I, Tang Hao, hereby pronounce your end."
Crimson, blood-like lines emerged from the massive Clear Sky Hammer. In his rage, Tang Hao no longer cared about appearances. His strongest spirit ring, which had lasted for 100,000 years, suddenly lit up, and the huge black hammer instantly turned completely blood red.
"You...you can't!"
Luo Yu sneered, shaking his finger and aiming at the arrogant, god-like Tang Hao.
"Hah!"
A thunderous roar resounded as the hundred-meter-long super hammer, which had been standing in mid-air, instantly descended, smashing towards the calm and aloof young man in the wheelchair.
Tang Hao, who had made the move, had absolute confidence in his brows. At this moment, even a Soul Douluo would be unable to move under his pressure and be slaughtered.
He didn't believe that this kid still had the ability to do anything to his son. The only thing he needed to do was to concentrate the power of his attack on one point and not let the overflowing power hurt his son.
A colossal, overwhelming hammer descended, representing the full force of Haotian Douluo's attack. The entire Great Soul Arena trembled under its terrifying aura. The remaining spectators could no longer suppress their fear and surged towards the exit.
Some steadfast spectators stared at Luo Yu, unable to hold back their sighs. Was this prodigy, born into the world, destined to perish, shamelessly hammered to death by an older generation of powerhouses?
"Brother Yu!!"
A worried cry rang out.
Shui Yue'er, Xue Wu, and the other girls struggled to move under the overwhelming pressure. The closer they got to Luo Yu, the stronger the pressure became. Every step they took left them drenched in sweat, but each of them gritted their teeth, unleashing their martial spirits to fight back, wanting to reach Luo Yu's side as quickly as possible.
Although Shui Yue'er and Ning Rongrong trembled involuntarily from the fear of the endless hammer shadows, their eyes were filled with unwavering determination as they looked at Luo Yu in his wheelchair. Every second counted; they had to get to his side.
A black hammer, the size of a mountain, locked onto Luo Yu, its momentum overwhelming, yet its descent was slow, like a mountain pressing down, seemingly
intent on crushing Luo Yu's spirit before his death. Su Yaoyun, with her voluptuous and fiery beauty, had icy, murderous eyes filled with coldness. She stood with her arms crossed, watching Tang Hao from a hidden corner of the building
. Daring to touch her man, she didn't care who he was; in her eyes, he was already a dead man, just waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. Just as she was about to attack, a high-pitched sword cry rang out, filled with murderous intent and overflowing sword light.
" Tang Hao, what kind of skill is it to bully a junior? This old man will deal with you!" The silver-haired elder leaped into the air like a sword immortal, nine powerful soul rings appearing behind him. He wielded a four-foot-three-inch pure silver longsword, its sharp aura seemingly capable of annihilating everything. "Sword Dao Chen Xin?" Tang Hao noticed the old man with the menacing sword aura. His brows furrowed with caution. Although his level was lower than Sword Douluo's, he had a secret technique to fight him head-on. The problem was that everyone knew Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were acting together. He had to hurry. Ignoring the need to conserve his soul power, Tang Hao frantically circulated the power throughout his body. His muscles swelled, and his already tattered robes instantly shattered. The blood-red Clear Sky Hammer accelerated its descent, and under Tang Hao's deliberate control, it was about to dodge Tang San at a tricky angle, determined to smash the immobilized Luo Yu into mincemeat. Sword Douluo held his sword, its sharp edge gleaming. He and his sword merged, transforming into a silver meteor as he attacked from afar. Su Yaoyun stood high above, her phoenix eyes radiating an icy light, fixed on Tang Hao. Her slightly upturned red lips seemed to be watching a clown. The twelve-petaled red lotus between his brows shone brightly, and terrifying spiritual power beyond its limits was constantly accumulating and brewing. One could imagine that once the attack was unleashed, it would be a devastating and earth-shattering attack. Looking at the annihilating aura emanating from the blood-red giant hammer crashing down on him, Luo Yu smiled coldly. He knew exactly what the other party was planning. Did they really think that a little pressure would render others unable to move? In an instant, Luo Yu raised his palm, and golden flames gathered in his palm like a swimming dragon, emitting a powerful suction force. He pulled Tang San, who was crawling and laughing on the ground, out of thin air. Before Tang San's astonished and panicked eyes, his large hand grabbed his neck.
"How is this possible?! How can you still move?!" Tang Hao completely lost his composure. Let alone a young man like Luo Yu, even a Soul Douluo would be completely suppressed by his full-force aura.
"Get lost!"
Luo Yu shouted softly, his long, straight black hair dancing like a demon god, veins bulging on his arms. As if he were holding a chick, he flung Tang San directly at the unstoppable Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang Hao's expression changed drastically. He no longer cared about Luo Yu, completely restrained by the opponent's move.
He never expected Luo Yu to be able to move. He had already unleashed his Martial Soul True Body and Ninth Soul Skill. If the Clear Sky Hammer continued to smash, Tang San would surely be pulverized into a bloody mist.
"Ah!!"
Tang Hao frantically mobilized his spiritual power and soul power, letting out a painful roar, forcibly controlling the unstoppable hammer to smash in another direction, avoiding Tang San, who was flung directly in front of the hammer.
"Boom!!!"
The power of the hammer shook the earth.
In an instant, cracking sounds echoed from the ground. The sturdy Great Soul Arena seemed to have been struck by a massive earthquake, with sand and stones flying everywhere. The surrounding area began to collapse simultaneously, and a tornado-like storm arose, with sand particles swirling and howling in all directions.
"Sizzle!"
Tang Hao, having forcibly reversed his attack, suffered a backlash from his pre-existing injuries and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The Sword Douluo, who had been attacking Tang Hao, noticed some civilians who were
about to face a life-or-death crisis. His sword light shifted, unleashing countless sword beams to their rescue.
Su Yaoyun's brows flashed with a red lotus, and seeing Tang Hao's discomfiture, she chuckled, "What kind of Title Douluo powerhouse is he? He's just being played around by my little man."
Tang Hao wiped the blood from his mouth, a fierce killing intent surging within him as he looked at the nonchalant Luo Yu sitting in his wheelchair. When had he, Tang Hao, ever been so easily mocked?
Seeing his son about to be thrown to the ground, Tang Hao glared at him fiercely, then flew out and caught Tang San.
Tang San, barely breathing, his eyes filled with intense shame, cried out, "Dad,
I'm free! Kill him!" Tang Hao checked his son's condition, gritting his teeth as he said fiercely, "Don't worry, he's definitely dead."
"Clang!"
A sword light shot out again from the smoke and clouds of the arena. A seven-colored pagoda shone brightly amidst the sand and gravel, sending several rainbow beams into Sword Douluo's body, heading straight for Tang Hao.
Tang Hao's face turned extremely ugly. He raised the shrunken Clear Sky Hammer at Luo Yu, "Kid, you wait! Let's see what tricks you have up your sleeve next time!"
"Whoosh!"
Tang Hao, his muscular upper body exposed, carried Tang San and fled at top speed, not daring to confront the empowered Sword Douluo. He didn't notice a wisp of dark golden light clinging to Tang San's body, silently attaching itself to his flesh.
Just as Su Yaoyun was about to unleash her power and kill the father and son who were threatening her man, she saw Luo Yu in the arena give her a meaningful look. Although she didn't understand, she followed her man's judgment, and the light between Su Yaoyun's brows immediately dissipated smoothly.
"Tang Hao, don't run away!" The Sword Douluo in the air snorted coldly and was about to give chase when Ning Fengzhi's voice came.
"Uncle Sword, don't pursue a desperate enemy. Be careful that he doesn't fight back desperately."
The Sword Douluo stopped and looked at the energy storm that was still raging in the arena. He held his breath, gripped the Seven Kill Sword, and unleashed hundreds of sword beams, extinguishing all the storm and dust. The arena returned to calm for a moment.
Su Yaoyun disappeared from the heights and rushed down. Luo Yu sat calmly on the arena, as immovable as a mountain. The girls from Tianshui had already arrived on the arena. Without the pressure of the power, they ran to Luo Yu's side in a few steps.
Their bright faces were covered in dust from the recent storm, their clothes slightly torn. They looked at Luo Yu anxiously, already so disheveled from just the aftershocks.
"Brother Yu? You're alright??"
Shui Yue'er asked in surprise, her cherry lips parted. She realized they had worried for nothing; Luo Yu wasn't injured at all, not even a speck of dust on him, only a few beads of sweat on his forehead and a slightly damp shirt.
"What could possibly happen to me?"
Luo Yu smiled warmly at the girls, a surge of emotion welling up inside him. He had seen their actions; some things were better left unsaid.
Gazing into the distance, Luo Yu's eyes sharpened. *You won't come looking for me, but I'll come looking for you. You think you can't play games and then flip the table?*
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several figures rushed towards Luo Yu. After Tang Hao retreated, the bolder spectators also began to circle back and forth, eagerly watching Luo Yu's fate...
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