Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 14: The Clash of Another Martial Soul

"Okay, I don't know how you knew! But since you're looking forward to it, then try my hammer!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and struggled to his feet. He suppressed his fear, tensed all his muscles, and prepared for battle.

His left hand gripped the Haotian Hammer tightly, and his purple eyes, like two dazzling gems, stared intently at the blade, their light flashing with determination.

"Hehe, that's more like it. Come on, the old rule, you go first." Ren held the sword in one hand, the tip pointing at Tang San, his face expressionless, but his tone revealed a hint of mockery.

No sooner had Ren finished speaking than Tang San roared, "Take this!" His voice reverberated through the air, filled with determination and fury. Then, he dragged the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands and took several large strides, quickly approaching Ren.

Tang San poured all his soul power into the Clear Sky Hammer, and at that moment, it seemed as if the focus of the entire world was on him. The Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit in the world, shone with dazzling light, as brilliant as the sun, and the surrounding environment was dimmed by this power.

He raised the Haotian Hammer high and smashed it down on the blade with all his might. The power carried by the hammer was enough to shake mountains, as if it wanted to smash all obstacles to pieces.

Ren quietly felt the powerful blow, a smile playing on his lips. He was calculating in his mind that the best way to completely suppress Tang San's temperament was naturally to reveal his own true martial soul, letting Tang San witness the true power of twin martial souls.

Soon, without further hesitation, Blade silently activated his true form martial soul. As if breaking some kind of boundary, the majestic image of Blade as the adult Star Core Hunter instantly appeared behind him.

That figure was even more awe-inspiring, utterly cold and devoid of emotion, radiating a suffocating killing intent. His true form's martial soul possessed blood-red pupils, deep and mysterious, seemingly capable of devouring all light. His gauntlets were crafted from coral gold and unknown animal hides, their exquisite craftsmanship only the skilled artisans of the Immortal Ship could forge, making them both noble and practical.

He wore a pair of durable ankle boots, his feet firmly planted on the ground. He wore a long, vintage trench coat that swayed gently in the wind, adding a touch of elegance. The outfit was predominantly black, with subtle accents of dark gold and blue-purple patterns, giving it an understated yet luxurious feel.

His body was wrapped in numerous bandages, each one seemingly recording his battle history. A bright red ribbon tied in a knot on his back resembled a blooming spider lily, its vibrant red lining contrasting sharply with the black exterior. The spider lily pattern etched on his clothing seemed to tell his story.

Blessed by the Abundance Envoy, Blade's long hair took on a unique dark blue hue, gradually turning a deep red at the ends, giving him an air of mystery and allure. His hair was styled into twin ponytails with a hair accessory, and every step he took carried an undeniable aura. The earrings on his earlobes gleamed with a cold light, and a red ribbon was attached to the left earring, fluttering in the wind and adding a touch of untamed spirit.

All of this perfectly recreates the image of Blade, a beauty that transcends the ordinary, as if he himself is a warrior descended from another world, ready to leave his own legend in this world.

At this moment, Blade held the Fragmented Sword, and the crimson phantom behind him moved like his shadow with every movement. The instant he raised the sword, the phantom moved in sync, as if merging with Blade in the real world, directly meeting the Clear Sky Hammer, hailed as the number one weapon spirit in the world.

Tang San's attention was completely focused on this attack. His anger and determination clouded his judgment, and he was oblivious to the changes happening to the blade. He swung the Clear Sky Hammer at the blade with all his might. The hammer whistled through the air, as if it wanted to destroy everything that stood in its way.

boom!

With a deafening clang of metal clashing, the scene was once again awestruck by the immense aura generated by the clash of these two powerful forces, as dust billowed into the air, obscuring the sky.

"Impossible!! You! You also have twin martial souls?!" Tang San's voice, filled with disbelief and terror, rang out.

At the same time, his body flew backward like a cannonball. The Haotian Hammer in his hand was shattered by the powerful impact, turning into streaks of light and dissipating into the air.

Ren's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them. He couldn't afford to give Tang San a chance to react.

In an instant, he flew towards Tang San, who had been knocked away, with a speed so fast it was as if he had teleported.

Upon reaching Tang San, he threw a punch, striking Tang San squarely in the stomach. Immediately afterwards, he turned and kicked Tang San, sending him tumbling across the ground several times over.

With a "pfft!", Tang San struggled to his feet, clutching his stomach, his face as pale as paper, his expression filled with pain. He felt the food in his stomach churning violently, as if he were about to vomit at any moment. His body swayed precariously, as if a gust of wind could blow him over, but his eyes still gleamed with a resentful light.

His buttocks and stomach were aching, and his hands holding the Haotian Hammer were trembling violently!

The clash with the blade just now seemed to have put immense pressure on his hand! Most frighteningly, his Jade Hand was completely useless!

Tang San's heart was filled with complex emotions; he simply couldn't accept this reality. His protagonist archetype had never included such a setback. He had previously believed that as long as he used the power of the Tang Sect and the Clear Sky Hammer, he could defeat all enemies. But now, facing this madman, Ren, he was utterly powerless.

"The power of the Tang Sect, the power of the hammer—they can't deal with this madman?! No! No! This isn't my protagonist template!!"

Tang San stared at the blade carrying the sword slowly walking towards him, as if he had seen the most terrifying demon he had ever seen in his two lives!

He was terrified, but at the same time, his eyes were filled with hatred! He couldn't believe that his path to becoming the protagonist hadn't even begun before encountering such a huge setback!

[Ding! The protagonist has developed a great fear of the host; role-playing progress increased by 0.8%!]

[Ding! The protagonist's mentality has collapsed, role-playing progress increased by 0.6%!]

[Current role-playing progress: 8.96%!]

[Ding! Role-playing progress increased by 1%, reward: one lottery draw, and one additional Millennium Soul Ring!]

[Ding! Your current level is too low to equip a Soul Ring!]

At this moment, Ren paid no attention to the system, but looked at Tang San with amusement and said sarcastically:

"You never disappoint when it comes to letting people down. You've completely shattered my expectations. Is this your second martial soul? Utterly laughable! Heh!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San felt as if he had been stabbed in the back. He was furious but dared not show it at all, feeling extremely frustrated!

At this moment, Tang San's heart was in turmoil. His pride had been dealt an unprecedented blow. The Clear Sky Hammer, which he had previously used as his trump card and a symbol of his power, had now become a sign of his defeat. His pride was shattered, his beliefs were destroyed, and an indescribable sense of humiliation welled up from the depths of his heart.

But in order to save his own life, Tang San had no choice but to lower his head. His expression carried a hint of pleading, but his voice was tinged with defiance: "Cough cough, I lost, let me go."

(End of this chapter)