Chapter 51: I'll Give You Time to Catch Up Until You Can No Longer Even See My Back!
"This is impossible! How could this be possible?"
Watching Yun Yuan effortlessly block his Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao shook his head frantically, unable to believe what he was seeing.
After a year and a half, the gap between them seemed to have grown even wider. How could he possibly accept this?
Seeing this scene, the reactions of the upper three sects in the stands were almost identical: all were deeply shocked.
"Father, this genius from Spirit Hall... I feel that in the future, he will suppress an entire era. There will be no rival capable of restraining him."
Looking at Yun Yuan's appearance and the strength he displayed, Ning Qingzhou, a refined young man beside him, slowly spoke.
This refined youth was Ning Qingzhou's son, Ning Fengzhi, the future Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Hearing his son's words, Ning Qingzhou let out a sigh, his expression full of helplessness.
If Ning Fengzhi could see it, how could he, Ning Qingzhou, not see it as well? Yun Yuan's age and the strength he displayed had already almost completely crushed all the geniuses of his generation.
Even Tang Hao, the super genius of the Clear Sky Sect, who had several years of cultivation advantage, might not necessarily be able to defeat Yun Yuan. This alone showed just how terrifying Yun Yuan's talent was.
"Fengzhi, what you see, your father naturally sees as well. It's just that behind him stands Spirit Hall, the hegemonic force of the Douluo Continent. No one can stop his growth, unless..."
At this point, Ning Qingzhou turned his gaze toward the Clear Sky Sect's stand.
If there were a way to stop Yun Yuan's growth, only that person from the Clear Sky Sect, who would disregard everything, could do it.
But was that possible? Not to mention whether that person would lower himself to act against a junior.
Just the retaliation from Spirit Hall afterward would be enough to severely damage the Clear Sky Sect, perhaps even risking total annihilation.
Therefore, if one wanted Yun Yuan to fall prematurely, the only possibility was heaven's jealousy.
At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's stand, Yu Yuanzhen looked at the bit of strength Yun Yuan had revealed, clenched his fists tightly, and felt extremely heavy in his heart.
Another peerless genius. Why didn't such a genius appear in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? What a pity.
Behind Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Xiaogang saw Yun Yuan's figure, clenched his teeth, and had a shocked expression appear on his face.
This was the same youth he had encountered in the marketplace yesterday. But why was he so powerful?
They were of the same age, yet his own soul power rank was only two and a half, while Yun Yuan's was at least ten times his. Why were the heavens so unfair?
With this thought, the way Yu Xiaogang looked at Yun Yuan carried jealousy and resentment.
In the soul fighting arena, after his attack proved ineffective, Tang Hao seemed to go mad. His soul power surged continuously as he swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand again and again toward Yun Yuan.
But, without exception, all of his attacks were easily blocked by Yun Yuan.
"Damn it, how could this be? Why are my attacks completely useless?"
Cursing angrily, Tang Hao prepared to use one of the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate techniques, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. This hammer technique focused on the accumulation of power.
When the power accumulated to eighty-one strikes, its attack power would be several times that of a normal attack. However, reaching eighty-one strikes was extremely difficult.
At his current level, he could only swing it up to seventy-two strikes before being unable to continue.
But even so, it was enough. He refused to believe that the accumulated force of seventy-two strikes could not shake Yun Yuan in the slightest.
In the next moment, he began executing the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer in the arena, strike after strike crashing toward Yun Yuan.
As the technique unfolded, the force Tang Hao could unleash grew greater and greater, causing Yun Yuan to feel a slight pressure.
By the seventieth strike, Yun Yuan had already felt tremendous pressure, and his foot involuntarily stepped back.
"As expected of one of the foundations upon which the Clear Sky Sect was built. This Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer truly has its merits."
Seeing Yun Yuan take a step back, Tang Hao, who was executing the technique, revealed a brilliant smile. The pain his body suffered from the backlash of force gradually faded under his rising emotions.
Immediately afterward, he swung the seventy-first strike with even greater force, forcing Yun Yuan back two steps.
When he unleashed his limit—the seventy-second strike—the three soul rings on Tang Hao's body appeared, and his second soul ring lit up.
"Second Soul Skill: Wild Hammer!"
With Tang Hao's explosive shout, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand instantly doubled in size, and its weight also doubled.
This strike was his strongest blow, combining accumulated force and a soul skill. He was determined to defeat Yun Yuan on the spot, though it also brought an enormous burden to his body.
At this moment, his upper garment had already burst apart. The muscles of his body twisted violently, and his entire body turned crimson.
Facing Tang Hao's attack, two soul rings—yellow and purple—appeared on Yun Yuan's body as he prepared to use a soul skill to completely crush Tang Hao and leave him with a deep impression.
The instant Yun Yuan's soul rings appeared, everyone in the entire arena froze. Their eyes were locked onto the two soul rings on Yun Yuan's body, some even rubbing their eyes repeatedly, doubting whether they were seeing things.
"How is this possible?! His second ring is already a thousand-year one? How did he achieve this?!"
From ancient times until now, Yun Yuan was the first soul master whose second soul ring had reached the thousand-year level.
"Second Soul Skill: Endless War Spear!"
Yun Yuan gave a low shout as his soul power surged. Immediately, the effect of his second soul skill was applied to his Atlas Spear.
"Three hundred percent critical hit? Tang Hao, it seems your luck today is truly terrible."
His second soul skill had a critical hit effect ranging from one hundred percent to three hundred percent. Unfortunately for Tang Hao, this time it triggered the maximum.
After silently mourning for Tang Hao for two seconds, Yun Yuan's Atlas Spear collided with Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer.
In an instant, Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer was shattered by the terrifying attack power and destructive force of Yun Yuan's spear. His entire body was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the arena.
"Pfft!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted from Tang Hao's mouth. But at this moment, he had no mind to care about his injuries.
Now, he was utterly dispirited. His eyes had lost all fighting spirit and passion, filled only with despair. After a year and a half of hard training, not only had the gap between him and Yun Yuan not narrowed, but it had grown even wider.
In this duel, he had lost even more miserably, almost without any ability to resist. Last time, he could at least pose a threat to Yun Yuan, but this time, he could do nothing at all.
After defeating Tang Hao, Yun Yuan held the Atlas Spear and slowly walked up to him, looking down from above with a face full of disdain.
"Tang Hao, it seems you are nothing more than this. You don't even have the qualifications to make me fight seriously."
"I originally planned to use you as a stepping stone, but now it seems you don't even have the qualification to be one."
"From this moment on, I will give you time to catch up—until you can no longer even see my back!"
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