Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Sky-Supporting Spear, Yun Ming's Tenfold Talent

On the competition stage.

Wang Yu watched as Tang Hao, with an unparalleled and fierce aura, wielded a massive, jet-black hammer crackling with lightning, charging towards him, and his heart sank into a heavy grip.

He might not be able to withstand this attack.

But for the glory of the Spirit Hall, he absolutely could not lose easily. Even if he lost, he wanted both sides to suffer heavy losses, and ultimately lose by a slight margin.

Thinking this, his second soul ring lit up, and his soul power surged wildly around him.

"Second Soul Skill: Blazing Fire Armor"

At first glance, this soul skill seems to be a purely defensive skill, but it actually combines both defensive and offensive capabilities.

After using his second soul skill, Wang Yu's body was covered in flames, forming a suit of armor. At the same time, his attacks would have burn and knockback effects.

Faced with Tang Hao's massive hammer, Wang Yu rushed forward, trying to block Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer with his own fists.

"boom--!"

The sound of flames colliding with the giant hammer rang out, and Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer was temporarily blocked by Wang Yu's second soul skill.

Seeing this, Tang Hao, who was holding the Clear Sky Hammer, glanced at Wang Yu with a hint of admiration in his eyes. It seemed that this genius of the Spirit Hall was not incompetent.

Tang Hao acknowledged Wang Yu's genius, believing that Wang Yu could hold off his Clear Sky Hammer for a moment.

However, there are differences between geniuses, and Tang Hao is confident that he can crush all other opponents at the same level.

Tang Hao's arm veins bulged as he swung the Haotian Hammer even harder, and Wang Yu felt a tremendous force coming from his fist.

In addition, Tang Hao's hammering force was constantly suppressing him. Before long, he was knocked away by Tang Hao's giant hammer and lay on the ground with a trace of blood showing at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Yu looked at Tang Hao with eyes full of resentment, but he was powerless to do anything about it; Tang Hao's combat power was too strong.

He felt that in the realm of Great Soul Masters, no genius could defeat Tang Hao.

"I lost."

Then, Wang Yu stood up, gave a wry smile, said something, and walked dejectedly off the stage.

Seeing that Tang Hao defeated Wang Yu without even using his second soul skill, the younger generation of the Spirit Hall felt immense pressure.

This Tang Hao is a bit too strong.

On the other hand, the younger generation of the Haotian Sect were overjoyed and looked arrogant, as if to say, "This is our Haotian Sect's super genius, isn't he amazing?"

After defeating Wang Yu, Tang Hao raised his black Clear Sky Hammer and aimed it at the younger generation from the Spirit Hall side below the arena.

"Anyone else in your class who wants to fight me can come up one by one. I, Tang Hao, will accept. Let me see if the limits of your Spirit Hall's younger generation are really that low."

After saying this, Tang Hao put down the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and stood in place waiting for the younger generation on the other side to take the stage.

Faced with such an arrogant Tang Hao, and with the home ground still in their Spirit Hall, how could a group of passionate young geniuses tolerate it?

"You arrogant bastard, surnamed Tang!"

"I will fight you."

A resolute-looking young man suddenly leaped onto the competition platform, glaring angrily at Tang Hao.

"Alright, summon your martial spirit. I want to see what you're capable of."

Tang Hao raised the huge, waist-high black hammer beside him again, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Upon hearing this, the young man didn't hesitate. Two soul rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, and a bloodstained greatsword appeared in his hand.

The bloodstains were clearly not freshly applied; they were already present on the broadsword.

"Li Ruifeng, Martial Soul: Dragon Blood Blade, Level 29 Great Soul Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ruifeng swung his broadsword at Tang Hao. His swordsmanship was fierce, but his understanding of the sword had not yet reached the level of "momentum".

Facing Tang Hao, who had already grasped the concept of "momentum" and achieved some success, he was no match for him. He was constantly suppressed by Tang Hao and had almost no power to resist.

Even using two soul skills, they couldn't force Tang Hao to use his second soul skill; they could only get Tang Hao to use his first soul skill, Titan's Hammer.

Ultimately, Li Ruifeng's fate was also sealed by Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, causing him to fall off the competition stage.

After defeating two geniuses from the Spirit Hall, Tang Hao became even more smug, no longer taking the so-called geniuses of the Spirit Hall seriously.

The geniuses of the Spirit Hall couldn't even force him to use his second spirit skill when facing him; the gap between them was too great.

"Hahaha, you geniuses from the Spirit Hall are nothing special."

"Among those of the same level, even the two above me are no match for me. Fine, I'll give you a chance. You can let a genius at the Soul Venerable level fight against me."

"I'd like to see if your Spirit Hall's Soul Master geniuses are so mediocre that they can't even force out my second Soul Skill."

Tang Hao's words completely humiliated the younger generation of the Spirit Hall, showing them absolutely no mercy.

Not only that, the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect on the other side of the arena were even more arrogant, pointing directly at the younger generation of the Spirit Hall and making sarcastic remarks.

"That's right, Tang Hao is right. Your Spirit Hall geniuses are nothing special. They only have a glorious past. In your generation, you are simply a disgrace."

"You're not ashamed, I'm ashamed for you."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a handsome young man from the Spirit Hall's side, his eyes flashing with anger, shouted loudly:

"shut up!"

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his fists, looked at Tang Hao, and asked:

"My cultivation level is Soul Master. Do you wish to fight me?"

Although he and Tang Hao were both from the younger generation, he was two or three years older than Tang Hao and was already a Soul Master.

The reason he is challenging Tang Hao now is because Tang Hao and the Haotian Sect are too arrogant and ruthless. Otherwise, he would not want to bully the weak.

Faced with the handsome young man's question, Tang Hao's lips curled up slightly, his eyes full of confidence, and he held the Clear Sky Hammer in front of him.

"Yes, I am not afraid of even the Soul Master."

The moment Tang Hao finished speaking, the handsome young man no longer hesitated, and a pair of wings sprouted from his back.

The next moment, he flapped his wings and took flight, arriving on the competition stage to face Tang Hao.

"Peng Yuan, your martial soul is the Great Roc, and your soul power level is thirty-five. You are my opponent in this battle."

After he finished speaking, three soul rings, one yellow and one purple, rose from beneath Peng Yuan's feet and hovered around his body.

The two looked at each other, nodded to each other, and then began to fight.

Peng Yuan was the first to fly into the sky. His martial spirit was the Great Roc, and he could exert his greatest combat power when fighting at high altitude.

Tang Hao, standing below, also appeared somewhat solemn when facing Peng Yuan, who was at the Soul Master level. After all, Peng Yuan's Soul Power level was six levels higher than Tang Hao's, and Peng Yuan also had an extra Soul Ring.

Defeating such an opponent would not be an easy task for him.

"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Assault."

Peng Yuan shouted loudly, his first spirit ring lit up, and his wings vibrated rapidly, shooting out multiple wind blades at great speed, with cutting and deceleration effects, which attacked Tang Hao.

Seeing this, Tang Hao swung his Clear Sky Hammer, smashing the incoming wind blades one by one.