Tang Hao's face instantly turned a deep liver color, and the veins on his forehead bulged out like twisted earthworms.
When has he, the mighty Haotian Douluo, ever suffered such humiliation?
To be called a blacksmith rat in front of the whole world?
"Arrogant brat!"
"court death!"
Tang Hao was completely enraged.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was accompanied by a series of deafening explosions.
All nine of his spirit rings exploded at the same time!
Ring explosion!
All nine rings exploded simultaneously!
This is the most extreme, desperate move of the Great Sumeru Hammer, and also the strongest strike Tang Hao could unleash in his entire life.
A terrifying energy storm erupted from his center, shattering the surrounding space and revealing dark, turbulent void.
The already enormous Clear Sky Hammer expanded more than tenfold after absorbing the energy from the explosion of the nine spirit rings.
The hammer was crackling with blinding red and black lightning, radiating an aura of destruction.
"Die!!!"
Tang Hao gripped the hammer handle tightly with both hands, his whole being like a madman, carrying a terrifying force capable of shattering mountains, and smashed it fiercely towards Qian Yu in mid-air.
This hammer blow embodied all his energy and spirit.
This single blow was enough to make even a level 99 Peerless Douluo temporarily retreat.
The space itself groaned under the weight of the hammer blow, as if it could not withstand the terrifying weight.
Everyone held their breath.
Even Li Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to strike at any moment.
However.
Faced with this devastating blow.
Qianyu still had one hand behind her back, without moving an inch.
Even the expression on his face didn't change at all.
Until the moment the enormous Haotian Hammer was about to smash down on his head.
He then slowly extended his right hand.
No weapons were used.
He did not use any soul skills.
He simply extended a long, slender, and fair index finger.
Then.
Facing the enormous hammerhead that carried the force of a thunderbolt.
Just a gentle touch.
Thump.
A soft sound.
The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly resonated throughout the entire battlefield, drowning out all the other roars.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
The image freezes.
The Haotian Hammer, powerful enough to shatter a city and containing the explosive force of nine rings, was suspended in mid-air.
It was held firmly in place by a single finger.
It could not advance even an inch further.
Tang Hao remained in the swinging hammer posture, but the expression on his face instantly changed from ferocious to horrified.
How is that possible?
He felt as if his hammer had struck not a person, but an unshakeable ancient sacred mountain.
Immediately afterwards.
An even more terrifying scene unfolded.
Click.
A crisp cracking sound rang out.
Centered on the point where Chiyu's finger touched.
A fine crack appeared on the Haotian Hammer, which was considered indestructible and hailed as the number one weapon spirit in the world.
Then.
Cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, instantly covering the entire massive hammer.
"That's impossible!"
Tang Hao let out a heart-wrenching scream.
But reality is cruel.
Under Qianyu's indifferent gaze.
Bang!!!
A loud bang.
The enormous Haotian Hammer shattered inch by inch before countless stunned eyes, turning into a sky full of black iron filings that dissipated in the wind.
Just one finger.
Haotian shattered it.
Iron filings flew everywhere, like a black snowfall.
Tang Hao remained in that downward-slamming hand position, his entire body stiff as a stone sculpture that had been weathered for thousands of years.
Those eyes, which were originally filled with madness and murderous intent, were now murky and blank.
His mind went blank, with only an incomprehensible thought echoing wildly within him.
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