Tang Hao's voice became extremely dry.
Sweating profusely.
He was truly drenched in sweat.
In the world of Soul Masters, a Title Douluo with a 100,000-year Soul Ring is enough to easily defeat a strong opponent of the same level who does not have a 100,000-year Soul Ring.
The two soul skills and the improvement in physical attributes brought about by the 100,000-year soul ring represent a qualitative leap.
But now.
The woman standing in front of him.
Nine spirit rings, all over 200,000 years old!
How do we fight this?
Are you going to fight with your head down?
It wasn't just Tang Hao.
Tang Xiao behind him, the elders of the Haotian Sect, and the tens of thousands of Tiandou soldiers present were all so shocked by this scene that they lost the ability to speak.
The sky filled with red light, as if it were a proclamation of the end of the world, making it hard for them to breathe.
Looking at the stunned crowd below.
Shangguan Wan'er gently waved her magic brush, creating a string of golden sparks.
She looked down at him with an indifferent gaze.
"You're scared out of your wits?"
These few simple words may not be very hurtful, but they are extremely insulting.
Tang Hao bit his tongue hard, the sharp pain forcibly calming him down.
He took a deep breath and gripped the Haotian Hammer tightly in his hand.
"Don't panic!"
"We must not be afraid before the battle even begins!"
Tang Hao frantically cheered himself on in his heart.
"So what if her spirit rings are strong?"
"She was ultimately just a spirit master wielding a calligraphy brush!"
"A martial spirit like a calligraphy brush is clearly designed for control or support; its defense, strength, and speed are definitely lacking!"
"I'm an offensive type, and the Clear Sky Hammer is the number one weapon spirit in the world. As long as I can get close to her, as long as I can hit her once!"
"I might still have a chance to win!"
Thinking of this, Tang Hao's fighting spirit ignited once again.
"Playing tricks!"
"Take this!"
Tang Hao roared, and the ground beneath his feet exploded.
He shot into the sky like a cannonball, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand swelled in the wind, growing to the size of a mountain.
"A strike that soars to the heavens!"
The terrifying hammer wind tore through the air, carrying unparalleled power, and smashed down from below towards Shangguan Wan'er in the air!
Tang Hao went all out in this attack.
He's going to use sheer force to overpower all techniques!
However.
Faced with this hammer blow that could shatter mountains.
Shangguan Wan'er, suspended in mid-air, remained completely still.
She neither dodged nor flinched.
He didn't even use any defensive soul skills.
She hovered there quietly, watching Tang Hao rush up to her.
That look in his eyes.
It's like watching a clown put on a terrible performance.
"Not dodge?"
Tang Hao was overjoyed upon seeing this.
"That's incredibly arrogant!"
"Take my Clear Sky Hammer head-on? You're asking for death!"
The muscles in his arms bulged, and his strength increased by another three points.
"Die!"
The Haotian Hammer, with its earth-shattering power, slammed heavily into Shangguan Wan'er.
But.
The next second.
The ecstasy on Tang Hao's face instantly turned into extreme terror.
There was no collision sound as I had imagined.
There were no scenes of blood and gore.
The Haotian Hammer, powerful enough to destroy everything, actually pierced right through Shangguan Wan'er's body!
It was like passing through a wisp of air!
Or rather, I passed through an illusory shadow!
Because of his excessive force, Tang Hao passed right through Shangguan Wan'er's location and soared into the higher sky.
"What?!"
Tang Hao forcibly steadied himself in mid-air and looked back.
Shangguan Wan'er remained suspended in the same spot, completely unharmed.
Not even the hem of her clothes was disheveled.
"How is this possible?!"
Tang Hao was utterly shocked.
It's right there, why can't I hit it?
"madness."
A disdainful laugh rang out.
Sikong Zhen, who had been watching from the sidelines with his arms crossed, looked at the disheveled Tang Hao and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
He spoke slowly, his voice tinged with a hint of mockery.
"Wan'er, who flies to the heavens, cannot be chosen by anything."
"She is a goddess in the sky."
Sikong Zhen shook his head, his eyes filled with pity.
"Even I, the Thunder King, am helpless against Shangguan Wan'er, who flies through the sky."
"You're nothing but Tang Hao."
"A mere Haotian Hammer."
"Does a blacksmith with a broken hammer really think he can defeat Shangguan Wan'er in her current state?"
These words struck Tang Hao's pride like a heavy hammer blow.
"I don't believe it!"
"I don't believe in this nonsense!"
Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.
His spirit rings began to tremble violently, and then suddenly exploded!
"Ring detonation!"
"The Great Sumeru Hammer!"
A terrifying energy surge erupted from his body as Tang Hao concentrated all his power into this single hammer blow.
"Break it for me!!!"
He roared and swung the hammer down again.
This time, even space itself cracked under the weight of that hammer blow.
However.
The outcome remains unchanged.
That devastating hammer blow pierced through Shangguan Wan'er's body once again.
It's as if she exists in another dimension.
No matter how Tang Hao attacked, no matter what special techniques he used.
Even if it means exploding the rings, even if it means risking one's life.
None of it worked for Shangguan Wan'er!
Shangguan Wan'er, who is flying, is in a state of absolute invincibility!
Nothing's wrong.
Tang Hao's hand holding the hammer began to tremble.
He hovered in the air, panting heavily, his eyes filled with confusion and despair.
"How is this possible..."
"Why..."
A deep sense of powerlessness surged into his heart like a tide, completely overwhelming him.
Throughout his life of battles, Tang Hao had never seen such a bizarre and unsolvable ability.
The woman before me was like a goddess from mythology.
The attacks of mortals could not stir the slightest ripple on her.
Below.
Tang Xiao, the Haotian Sect members, and Tang San and the others who had just arrived.
Looking at Shangguan Wan'er, who was unharmed and looked like a goddess in the sky, and Tang Hao, who was trying his best but couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.
They all fell into a deathly silence.
Shocking.
I was simply shocked.
On the battlefield, the wind and clouds suddenly ceased.
Shangguan Wan'er hovered high in the sky, her gaze as if she were looking at an ant that she could crush with a flick of her wrist.
The Spring and Autumn Annals Brush in her hand twirled, its tip imbued with the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The pressure from the eighth-ranked Martial Soul Ranking poured down without reservation.
That is the true power of rules, surpassing ordinary soul skills.
Tang Hao's hand holding the Clear Sky Hammer was still trembling. He was unwilling to accept it, he was resentful.
He was going to raise the hammer again.
They even had to use that so-called messy cloak to try and gamble on a sliver of hope.
Shangguan Wan'er watched this scene without even lifting her eyelids.
"Still want to struggle?"
She spoke softly, her tone so calm it was chilling.
"Since you can't understand human language, then I'll show you what true power is."
"Tang Hao, I told you, you're just a frog in a well!"
The moment the words fell.
Shangguan Wan'er suddenly swung the Spring and Autumn Annals Brush in her hand.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Only the sky was filled with ink.
The ink was so thick that it instantly turned half the sky pitch black.
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