Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 24 I'm waiting for the passive effect, what are you waiting for? (Two-in-one)

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, imbued with boundless rage and soul power, hurtled towards the blade on the ground like a falling meteor.

The hammer whistled, tearing through the air and creating visible ripples—air vibrations caused by pure force.

The patterns on the Haotian Hammer shimmered with blue light under the impact of the power, as if each engraving was a seal, waiting to unleash destructive power in battle.

Facing Tang Hao's all-out hammer blow, the corners of Ren's mouth turned up slightly, revealing an almost imperceptible smile. The blood-red light in his eyes condensed into a sharp beam of light in an instant, like a blade slicing through the darkness.

He raised the fragmented sword in his hand, his steps beginning slowly but firmly, but in just a moment, his speed increased dramatically, as fast as lightning, his figure leaving a long afterimage in the air, as if racing against time.

At this moment, Tang Hao saw that Ren not only did not retreat, but instead bravely charged forward. His eyes were full of disdain, as if he were looking down on an ant that dared to challenge a dragon.

He sneered inwardly. Those who had heard of the Haotian Hammer's reputation all chose to temporarily avoid its edge after he displayed such terrifying strength. Yet this young man was foolish enough to directly draw his sword and choose to confront him head-on.

Tang Hao's face was contorted with rage, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand hurtled toward the ever-approaching blade with the force of a storm!

Clang! A deafening metallic clang rang out as the broken sword of the blade clashed violently with Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, instantly echoing throughout the entire battlefield. The piercing sound traveled for dozens of miles around, causing even the weaker soul beasts in the distance to pale in fear!

Tang Hao felt an unprecedented resistance. His eyes were fixed on the blade, his hands gripping the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, his muscles bulging and veins popping. His soul power surged into the Clear Sky Hammer like boiling magma, making its light even more dazzling and its pressure multiply. Instantly, the pressure of the Clear Sky Hammer increased exponentially, the force almost distorting the air itself!

At the moment of impact, Blade's body, like a javelin struck by a tremendous force, sank deep into the soil, until a quarter of it was submerged! Amidst the swirling dust, his figure appeared exceptionally lonely, but his gaze remained resolute, and the sword in his hand still pointed firmly to the sky, as if proclaiming his indomitable spirit and determination to fight to the end.

At this moment, on the battlefield, the once lush grassland has been trampled into a mess, with broken grass roots and crushed wildflowers scattered all over the ground, mingling with the earthy smell that permeates the air. Not far away, a once calm stream has now become raging, water splashing everywhere, seemingly playing a wild symphony to the rhythm of the battle.

In the center of the battlefield between Tang Hao and Ren, the ground was unrecognizable, with bottomless cracks splitting open like the mouths of demons. Each collision between the Clear Sky Hammer and the Shattered Sword sent invisible energy ripples spreading from the point of impact, uprooting the surrounding vegetation and tearing the solid earth into smaller fragments.

Behind Tang Hao, an ancient tree, requiring several people to encircle it, swayed precariously under the pressure of the Clear Sky Hammer, finally collapsing with a deafening roar. The broken trunk revealed the weathered rings of time, as if telling the story of the relentless passage of years. Around the blade, cracks spread across the ground like a spiderweb. With each swing of his sword, he stirred up a shower of mud and stones, making his figure appear even more resolute and solitary.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed out, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes. After a brief standoff, he began to unleash his extraordinary Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique! This was a unique skill that only the inheritors of the Clear Sky Hammer could master, and each use of it was accompanied by a power that seemed capable of destroying the world.

In that instant of confrontation, Tang Hao's heart seemed to transform into a powerful engine, pounding rapidly and pumping his blood and soul power to every corner of his body.

Starting from his calves, his muscles tensed, and power surged like a flood from his calves to his thighs, through his waist, back, and arms, finally converging in his hands that gripped the hammer. This series of movements was fluid and powerful, with each link bursting with astonishing energy.

Under Tang Hao's swing, the Clear Sky Hammer seemed to become even heavier, the pressure contained within it as if it could compress the air into a solid! Tang Hao's soul power was like a giant dragon, coiling around the Clear Sky Hammer, causing it to exude a suffocating pressure.

Bang!! A deafening metallic explosion rang out, accompanied by blinding sparks flying everywhere. Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, with unparalleled power, directly knocked the blade away!

At this moment, Ren's body drew an arc in the air, like a kite with a broken string, out of control. The fragmented sword he gripped tightly drew a cold light in the air, flying backward with his body, leaving a long trail in the air with its tip.

Upon witnessing this scene, Tang Hao felt a relief from the shock and anger he had felt at the sight of the young man. He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, exhaling a heavy, yet liberating breath.

"Heh heh, the difference between Soul Master levels is not as small as you think! You're out of luck today, I'm going to take your life!!" Tang Hao's voice was like a thunderclap, full of killing intent and determination.

He roared, raised the heavy Haotian Hammer again, took a big step, and moved as nimbly as a cheetah, giving Ren no chance to breathe, ready to deliver the final blow!

At that moment, Blade, using the force of the knockback, skillfully completed a backflip in mid-air, stabilizing his body and reducing the impact of the impact. Then, the fragmented sword in his hand plunged into the soil, the blade trembling slightly, absorbing the final wave of impact upon landing and buying him precious time to recover.

Then, Ren coldly raised his head, a playful smile appearing on his lips again. Sure enough, the one-tenth of the acting progress was still quite restricted. Facing the blow of the Haotian Hammer, it was indeed difficult to block.

But he was not flustered at all. Blade himself was a support staff member of the Five Warriors of the Clouds, so his combat power was naturally the lowest and he didn't have many offensive skills. This was an indisputable fact!

However, as a weapon in the game, it becomes stronger the more it gets beaten up!

So what if I'm not good at offensive tactics? I'll borrow a certain "wheelchair-style" playstyle from a certain "Three Stones Brother" (a popular streamer), using my blade to counter-attack and trade blows with the enemy! I can regenerate massive amounts of health and become invincible, can you?!

Immediately, Ren, wielding the fragmented sword, coldly stared at the approaching Tang Hao, his murderous gaze seemingly capable of scorching everything. He merely made a light slash in the air, accompanied by a crisp sword ring, and elegantly placed the sword behind him, assuming a defensive stance. His expression was calm as still water, without the slightest fluctuation. Then, in a calm yet mocking tone, he spoke softly, just like his innate high level of taunting in a game.

"Heh, just a piece of trash, yet so noisy." Blade's words were light and airy, but like a sharp knife, they precisely pierced Tang Hao's pride.

These words echoed across the battlefield, reigniting Tang Hao's fury. His eyes were filled with killing intent and shock. The blade's mockery was undoubtedly a grave provocation to his dignity as a Title Douluo.

Upon witnessing this scene, Tang Hao frowned deeply, a flash of rage crossing his eyes. His teeth clenched, and the veins on his hand gripping the Clear Sky Hammer bulged, revealing his extreme anger. As a Title Douluo, Tang Hao had never been so scorned and mocked; his pride had been challenged like never before.

"How dare you call me trash, you brat!!" Tang Hao's voice boomed like thunder, filled with rage and disbelief. His eyes burned with fury, and the light on his Clear Sky Hammer intensified. He vowed to tear the blade before him to shreds to wash away this humiliation!

[Ding! Tang Hao's anger surged! Role-playing progress increased by 0.1%!]

[Current role-playing progress: 11.78%!]

The system's voice and Tang Hao's voice came at the same time. Ren's eyes were greedy and crazy. He opened his mouth slightly, revealing sharp teeth, as if he was extremely enjoying his current state. Then he uttered a strange word with a playful tone.

"one."

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to reach Tang Hao's ears. Tang Hao had no idea what this kid was up to now, only that he felt mocked again. His anger ignited instantly, and the roar in his heart erupted like a volcano, uncontrollable. "Ha! You brat, putting on airs! I saw you were already courting death!!" Tang Hao's voice boomed like thunder. His figure moved across the battlefield like a whirlwind, taking several powerful strides, kicking up countless leaves and dust in his wake, rapidly approaching the aloof Blade standing in front of him.

When Tang Hao was still a short distance from the blade, he suddenly pushed off with his front foot, his body shooting straight into the air like an arrow. His eyes were filled with determination, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand emitted a destructive light, determined to let this kid taste the power of the Clear Sky Hammer.

boom! boom! boom!

Three deafening explosions rang out, the sound waves sending surrounding plants flying and the earth itself seemingly trembling in the force. Tang Hao's body arced through the air, hurtling straight towards the blade, his oppressive aura like a mountain crashing down, making it hard to breathe!

The blade remained as steady as a rock in the mud. Although Tang Hao's full-force attack seemed capable of shaking mountains, the blade stood firm like a giant tree rooted to the ground, unyielding despite the pounding winds and waves. The tip of his sword trembled slightly, emitting rings of transparent ripples—the aftershocks of power colliding with power.

As the two faced off, Ren stared at Tang Hao, who was hiding in the shadow of his hat, with a playful yet indifferent look in his eyes. He uttered a single word again, coldly and ruthlessly, yet with a hint of anticipation.

"two."

Their gazes met in mid-air. Blade's eyes held both mockery and indifference—a confidence that saw through his opponent, and a nonchalant attitude towards the battle. His gaze pierced through the shadow of Tang Hao's hat brim, looking directly into his eyes hidden in the darkness. The soft "two" he uttered sounded like a judgment, or a silent provocation of Tang Hao's strength.

When Tang Hao heard him counting again, his face contorted with rage! His pride was being challenged like never before.

Meanwhile, in Tang Hao's eyes, the blade's composure seemed to mock his powerlessness. His knuckles, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, turned white, and his muscles taut, revealing his determination and fury.

The first time he was overpowered by this damned kid was because he didn't use his full strength and underestimated him. The second time, since Ren had two 100,000-year soul rings, it was probably reasonable for him to withstand Ren's first serious attack!

but!

This time, Tang Hao still couldn't see that Ren was in any disarray! At this moment, Tang Hao's mind was racing. He just thought that this guy might have some kind of high-strength defensive soul skill that he mainly cultivated. With the support of a 100,000-year soul ring, it wouldn't be difficult for him to block him!

Thinking of this, Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly. Since this kid focused on defense, he wasn't afraid! He had many trump cards, and it was the strongest offensive weapon spirit in the entire continent. Any defense would crumble like a flood under his fierce attacks!

After being mocked for so long, Tang Hao, having figured this out, said with a playful tone, "Let's see how long you can last! Kid, you'll definitely die here today!!"

Tang Hao's voice carried a hint of mockery, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as if he could already foresee Ren's defeat. His words were like sharp arrows, piercing Ren's heart, attempting to psychologically pressure him. A cruel smile curled at the corners of his mouth, a mocking grin, the scorn of a strong man towards a weak one.

Then, after a brief repulsion of the blade, Tang Hao gave his opponent no chance to catch his breath. The terrifying Title Douluo instantly erupted again, his body tensing like a spring, releasing astonishing power.

The Haotian Hammer seemed to lose its weight in his hands, dancing lightly and swiftly, creating a blur of motion that made its true trajectory impossible to discern. When the Haotian Hammer swung towards the blade again, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.

Even though Blade, who was only at one-tenth of the level of his current form, was able to block the attack, he still felt some tremors from the impact of the Clear Sky Hammer.

But the more this happened, the more excited he became!

Each strike of the Clear Sky Hammer sent tremors through Ren's body, yet he seemed to relish the pain.

In response to Tang Hao's latest attack, he simply continued greedily and frantically counting the layers he had passively accumulated.

"Three." Blade's voice was deep and powerful, his mind already rehearsing the "Other Shore Burial" he was about to unleash.

Under Tang Hao's pressure and with the continuous enhancement of his talent, this skill will unleash unprecedented power.

Adding to the talent he drew earlier that enhances the Other Shore Burial, he really hadn't tried to see how high the current damage was!

Let's test it out on Tang Hao!

Soon, Tang Hao's aura became as calm as before a storm. He took a deep breath, his chest expanding like a bellows, and a terrifying energy began to gather on the Clear Sky Hammer.

Deep cracks appeared on the hammer, like ancient runes, each containing world-destroying power. He shifted his feet slightly backward, his body forming a bow shape, preparing to launch an even more ferocious attack.

Blade remained impassive, his fragmented sword spinning in his hand, its tip pointing towards the ground as if drawing power from the earth. His body slumped slightly, his legs bent, seemingly gathering strength. His eyes were cold, but the smile on his lips remained, as if he were completely unconcerned about the approaching storm.

At this moment, Tang Hao's figure transformed into a black lightning bolt. The Clear Sky Hammer, with a whistling sound, tore through the air and headed straight for Ren's chest. The energy fluctuations on the hammerhead rippled like water, and each vibration caused the surrounding air to groan in agony.

At the critical moment, his figure blurred, vanishing from his spot like a phantom, reappearing beside Tang Hao. His fragmented sword drew a perfect arc in the air, its tip gleaming coldly, aiming straight for Tang Hao's ribs. This sword strike was as fast as lightning and as accurate as a needle, filled with ultimate precision and speed.

Their movements were so fast that they were almost impossible to see with the naked eye; only the crisp sound of metal clashing and the roar of energy colliding could be heard. Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer and Ren's Fragmented Sword collided again, the resulting shockwave instantly cracking the surrounding ground and sending dust flying.

This time, Tang Hao's attack was even more ferocious. The soul power attached to his Clear Sky Hammer erupted like a volcano, attempting to destroy the blade's defense in one fell swoop.

However, two enormous spirit rings also emerged from the blade's sword, two blood-red spirit rings like spider lilies, which encircled the blade and formed an indestructible barrier.

"Four."

The blade's frantic roar stood out clearly amidst the cacophony. The tip of his sword lightly touched the Haotian Hammer, and using the rebound force, his body shot backward like an arrow, leaving a faint afterimage.

Tang Hao, however, was thrown off balance by the recoil and stumbled back several steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

At that moment, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, and sunlight struggled to penetrate the clouds, casting dappled shadows. Occasionally, flashes of lightning flickered in the clouds, seemingly adding a touch of mystery to the battle.

The distant mountains, appearing and disappearing in the dim light, seemed to be witnesses to the battle, silently observing everything.

Ren became increasingly excited; he was about to finish stacking the layers of the Other Shore Burial!

"I'm waiting for the other shore, what are you waiting for? Heh." Blade's voice carried a hint of mockery, his eyes filled with provocation. He slowly raised the fragmented sword in his hand, its tip gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and then without hesitation, he slashed his own palm. Blood slid down the blade, dripping onto the dry earth, where it was instantly absorbed, leaving a deep red mark.

Blade's eyes revealed contempt for Tang Hao, a condescending attitude as if he could already see the dawn of victory. His movements were elegant and resolute, the tip of his sword pointing directly at Tang Hao, as if announcing that his overwhelming counterattack was about to begin.

The surrounding air became tense and oppressive at this moment, as if even the wind had stopped breathing, and all sounds disappeared, with only the breathing of Ren and Tang Hao echoing across the wasteland.

An invisible force began to surge around Ren's body; it was the energy he had been accumulating for a long time, about to erupt at this moment.

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(End of this chapter)