Chapter 342: Soul Breaking Spear vs. Clear Sky Hammer
"Clang—!!!!!"
A deafening explosion of metal clashing against metal erupted!
Sparks, mixed with scorching air waves and shattered spear light, flew in all directions!
Yang Wudi felt a mountain-toppling, sea-overturning force travel through the spear's shaft. That power was not only peerlessly fierce but also carried a bizarre heat that scorched Soul Power!
He was already injured and had attacked with all his might. Now, caught off guard by this sudden heavy blow, his tiger's mouth split open, blood flowed freely, and the Soul Breaking Spear nearly flew out of his hand. His entire body was shaken by this massive force, causing him to stagger back seven or eight meters before he could barely steady himself.
After completing the strike, the burning Clear Sky Hammer traced an arc in the air and flew back toward the direction from which it had come.
Immediately after, an old, hoarse voice filled with boundless fury and arrogance boomed like rolling thunder from the direction the flaming hammer came from.
"What a Breaking Clan! What a Yang Wudi!"
A second later, several figures slowly walked out from around the corner of the ruins.
The leader was a tall man. Although his hair and beard were completely white, his face was unusually ruddy, and firelight seemed to flicker when he blinked. He wore a simple gray robe, but the aura radiating from him was scorching and violent. He was clearly a powerhouse at the Titled Douluo level!
He reached out and steadily caught the returning flaming Clear Sky Hammer, and the flames on the hammer gradually receded.
Behind him followed four other Elders with equally profound auras and unfriendly expressions.
These were the Five Elders of the Clear Sky Sect who had been blocked by the palace guards and the Spirit Hall priests earlier and had just broken through to arrive!
The red-faced old man walking at the front was the Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect. He was famous for his explosive temper and for cultivating a mutated fire-attribute Clear Sky Hammer.
"You were nothing more than a watchdog our Clear Sky Sect kept in the past. After obtaining some fragmented legacies, you truly think you're someone special?" Standing with his hammer, the Seventh Elder's cold gaze swept over Yang Wudi—who had blood at the corner of his mouth and was glaring back with his spear—as if he were looking at an ant, and sneered.
"To rebel against your superiors and dare to strike the Sect Master so viciously... where did you get the dog's gall?!"
As his voice fell, the four other Elders behind him also stepped forward simultaneously. Their combined powerful Titled Douluo auras pressed down, targeting Yang Wudi directly! The atmosphere on the scene instantly shifted from Yang Wudi pursuing Tang Xiao to the Elders of the Clear Sky Sect pressuring Yang Wudi!
The situation was tense, a single spark away from erupting!
Meanwhile, the heavily injured Tang Xiao was quickly supported by one of the Elders and fed a Medicinal Pill for healing.
Seeing this, Yang Wudi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Facing the terrifying pressure of the Clear Sky Sect Elders, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, only deeper hatred. He gripped the Soul Breaking Spear tightly, its tip trembling slightly as he pointed it at the Seventh Elder. His voice was hoarse but decisive as he said:
"Old geezer... who are you calling a dog?!"
Black light flickered on the Soul Breaking Spear once more. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his killing intent cold and sharp!
"I'm talking about you, you ungrateful old dog who bites his master!"
Hearing Yang Wudi's retort, the Seventh Elder let out a scoff, his face full of undisguised disdain and mockery. He then took a step forward and slammed the still-warm Clear Sky Hammer onto the ground with a thud, sending stone fragments flying.
"If it weren't for our Clear Sky Sect taking you in back then, your Breaking Clan would have been wiped out by your enemies long ago! The Clear Sky Sect gave you protection, allowing you to survive and grow. But what about you? At the slightest sign of trouble, you harbored resentment, and now you even took advantage of the Sect Master's heavy injury to carry out such a despicable sneak attack!"
"A mere Soul Douluo, who barely gained a slight advantage through a sneak attack, truly thinks he can overturn the heavens? Before my Clear Sky Sect, you and that broken spear of yours will always be trash that can't be presented in public!"
These words were like knives, not only denying Yang Wudi's strength but also completely erasing the historical contributions of the Breaking Clan, belittling them as ungrateful subordinates who lived by dependency.
Hearing this, Yang Wudi trembled with rage. The veins on the back of his hand holding the spear bulged, and the last shred of reason in his eyes was almost consumed by overwhelming fury and humiliation.
He stared fixedly at the Blazing Sun Douluo, his voice becoming abnormally calm due to extreme anger, yet carrying a heart-palpitating chill as he said:
"Old geezer, since you look down on me, Yang Wudi, and my Breaking Clan so much... then do you dare to make a life-and-death wager with me right here, a one-on-one duel!"
"Without borrowing the power of others, whoever loses shall kill themselves on the spot to wash away today's humiliation with blood!"
"Do you dare?!"
Those last three words exploded like thunder, echoing over the ruins.
The Seventh Elder was taken aback for a moment, then, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, he burst into a booming laugh and said:
"Hahaha! Why wouldn't I dare?! A Soul Douluo with Soul Power barely at the Peak of the eighth ring dares to challenge me to a life-and-death duel? My Soul Power is Rank 92; killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"
"Since you're in such a hurry to die, I will fulfill your wish! I'll let you, an ignorant frog at the bottom of a well, understand before you die that the difference between a Soul Douluo and a Titled Douluo is as vast as the clouds and the mud!"
"Good!" Yang Wudi shouted. Instead of showing fear, a nearly crazed grin appeared on his face as he said:
"Then today, I will let you, you arrogant old thing, see for yourself whether this spear in my hand can pierce through the arrogance of a Clear Sky Sect Elder!"
Before his voice had even faded, he exerted sudden force with his feet. His injured body erupted with a speed not inferior to his Peak! He and the Soul Breaking Spear seemed to merge into one, turning into a decisive bolt of black lightning. Carrying a tragic Spear Intent of moving forward without turning back, life or death be damned, he thrust straight toward the Blazing Sun Douluo's chest!
No testing, no maneuvering—he opened with a life-risking killing Move!
Where the spear tip pointed, the air let out a piercing scream as it was torn apart!
"Well come! Third Spirit Ability, Blazing Mountain Shaker!"
The Seventh Elder laughed wildly. Without dodging, he swung his burning giant hammer to meet the attack head-on! On the hammer's body, his third and fifth Soul Rings lit up simultaneously. The flames surged, and his power increased drastically!
"Clang! Clang! Ch—!"
The black spear and the fire hammer clashed several times in an instant.
In the first strike, the Seventh Elder's attack was heavy and powerful. The flaming Clear Sky Hammer smashed down with the momentum of a collapsing mountain, attempting to crush Yang Wudi with absolute force.
Yang Wudi did not take it head-on. The spear tip tapped the hammer and immediately pulled away. Borrowing the force to spin his body, his long spear was like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, thrusting straight at the Seventh Elder's exposed ribs where his defense was open due to the hammer swing!
This immediately forced the Seventh Elder to defend in a hurry, causing his hammer's momentum to stall.
In the second strike, the Seventh Elder learned his lesson. He changed the Clear Sky Hammer's Move from a smash to a sweep. Blazing flames accompanied by scorching air waves swept horizontally, covering a vast area.
However, Yang Wudi's figure moved forward like a ghost, crouching low and actually slipping through the gap beneath the scorching hammer wind. The Soul Breaking Spear swept upward from the ground like a venomous snake, aiming straight for the Seventh Elder's lower vitals!
The angle was so tricky and the timing so ruthless that any onlooker would have felt their scalp go numb.
Seeing this, the Seventh Elder leaped back in horror. Although he avoided the vital spot, his pant leg was sliced open by the spear tip, leaving a charred tear, and a burning sting came from his skin.
Two or three rounds passed in the blink of an eye.
The overwhelming crushing victory the Seventh Elder had expected did not occur. Instead, he found himself in constant danger and somewhat flustered. His expression quickly changed from initial arrogance and disdain to suspicion and uncertainty, and now it had become rather unsightly.
He realized he had made a fatal mistake!
Yang Wudi's spear techniques and strength were not at the level of an ordinary Soul Douluo at all!
The subtlety and experience of his Moves, and the sharpness and ruthlessness with which he captured combat opportunities, were simply unheard of!
Every spear strike aimed directly at the moment when his old strength was spent and new strength had yet to form, or at the imperceptible flaws in the transition between his Moves. That seemingly ordinary Soul Breaking Spear seemed to come alive in Yang Wudi's hands—tricky, sinister, domineering, sharp, and penetrating every opening!
What alarmed the Seventh Elder even more was Yang Wudi's fighting will!
It was an extreme state where he completely disregarded life and death, concentrating all his Spiritual Power and Soul Power into a single point on the spear tip just to kill the enemy.
In this state, Yang Wudi's perception, reactions, and explosive power were all elevated to a level beyond his Soul Power Rank.
As one side waxed and the other waned, the situation was actually being subtly dominated by Yang Wudi, the Soul Douluo! Not only could the Blazing Sun Douluo not suppress his opponent, but under the opponent's tide-like, continuous, and strangely dangerous spear momentum, he appeared somewhat strained, defending more than attacking!
The Seventh Elder had not expected that the slap to his face would come so quickly!
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