Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body.

Chapter 40 Yang Jian vs. Tang Hao

Yue Guan didn't give Tang Hao time to think.

A golden light flashed.

The petals of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum poured down on Tang Hao like a torrential rain.

Tang Hao had barely reacted when he was hit squarely by a shower of flowers.

He groaned and was blasted away, crashing into the ground and creating a deep crater.

"You actually attacked me from behind!" Tang Hao climbed out of the pit, his face full of anger.

Yue Guan sneered, "You hypocrite, don't you know who attacked first?"

Before he could finish speaking, his attack came again.

Golden petals intertwined in the air to form a large net, enveloping Tang Hao within it.

Tang Hao swung his Clear Sky Hammer, smashing the petals one by one, but there were too many petals to smash them all.

He had to retreat and reorganize his offensive.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Sky-Piercing Strike!"

Tang Hao's aura suddenly changed, the patterns on the Clear Sky Hammer lit up with a dazzling light, and nine spirit rings appeared under his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

He swung his hammer, tearing the air apart with a sharp whistling sound.

Yue Guan dared not take the blow head-on and retreated rapidly.

But Tang Hao was faster than him.

The Haotian Hammer, carrying earth-shattering power, smashed into the petal barrier of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum.

The barrier shattered instantly, and Yue Guan was once again blasted away.

The battle lasted for more than ten minutes.

Yue Guan was slammed to the ground by Tang Hao's hammer, coughing up blood. His clothes were tattered and he looked extremely disheveled.

Tang Hao stood in front of him, looking down at him, his breathing somewhat rapid.

He was also injured, but not seriously.

Tang Hao's mental energy was constantly probing the surroundings.

This guy has almost beaten himself to death, and no one has shown up yet.

It seems I was overthinking things; there was no ambush at all.

Tang Hao felt much more at ease, and the killing intent in his eyes intensified.

Today, we can not only kill Yue Guan and weaken the Spirit Hall's high-end combat power, but also take care of that genius from the Spirit Hall.

Once I've recovered from my injuries and trained Tang San, I can officially launch a revenge attack against the Spirit Hall.

Destroy the Spirit Hall!

A hint of heroic ambition flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

He walked slowly toward the Moon Gate, the Haotian Hammer dragging a deep furrow in the ground.

"Chrysanthemum Pass." His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of cruelty. "Do you have any last words? I'll give you one chance."

Yue Guan clutched her chest and struggled to her feet.

He knew he was no match for Tang Hao, so he looked at Yang Jian, who was watching the battle from a distance.

"Xiao Jian, come here."

Tang Hao stopped in his tracks.

He frowned, looked at Yang Jian in the distance, then at Yue Guan, his eyes full of doubt.

Is this guy out of his mind?

Shouldn't we tell that kid to run away at a time like this?

Why did you let him come?

A mere level 50 Soul King, though indeed talented, is still significantly weaker due to the level difference.

He is not only a level 95 Title Douluo, but also possesses the world's number one weapon spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, and has mastered the Nine Absolute Techniques of Clear Sky.

Even though he still has internal injuries from what happened twelve years ago, dealing with a level 98 Title Douluo is no problem for him.

Now, Yue Guan is sending a level 50 Soul King to fight him?

Tang Hao felt that his intelligence had been insulted.

"Uncle Yue, why don't you go over there and keep watch?"

Yang Jian nodded to Yue Guan, knowing it was his turn to make an appearance. He flipped his right hand, and a three-pointed double-edged sword appeared in his palm. The blade grew longer in the wind, becoming three meters long.

Yang Jian, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, walked towards Tang Hao.

His steps were steady, neither hurried nor slow, and his face was expressionless.

Tang Hao looked at the boy and became even more puzzled.

This kid actually dares to come?

His gaze fell on the three-pointed double-edged sword, and he could sense that this martial spirit was not weak.

But that's about it.

His own Clear Sky Hammer is the number one weapon spirit in the world.

Crush everything!

"Very well." Tang Hao sneered repeatedly, his eyes flashing with cruel light. "None of you take me seriously, very well."

He raised the Haotian Hammer, his soul power surging wildly.

"If any of you survive today, I'm not a man!"

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Hao had already shot out.

The Haotian Hammer, carrying earth-shattering power, smashed towards Yang Jian's head.

He used all his strength in that hammer blow.

He wanted to kill this genius of the Spirit Hall with one blow, thus extinguishing the Spirit Hall's future.

Yang Jian's eyes sharpened, and his three-pointed double-edged sword drew a silver-white arc in the air, meeting the Haotian Hammer head-on.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar, like metal clashing, exploded on the mountaintop, the sound waves spreading in all directions, causing the rubble on the ground to tremble.

Both figures were sent flying backwards at the same time.

Yang Jian spun twice in the air before landing steadily on the ground. The three-pointed double-edged sword drew an arc beside him, dissipating all the force.

His complexion remained normal, and his breathing was steady, as if the attack just now was merely a warm-up.

Tang Hao was not so composed.

After landing, he stumbled back several steps, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground before regaining his balance.

His expression changed.

My hand holding the Haotian Hammer was going numb, and a sharp pain came from the web of my thumb.

I didn't even get the benefit?

They even lost ground?

Tang Hao stared at Yang Jian in disbelief, his mind a complete mess.

He could clearly feel that Yang Jian was stronger than him in that attack, and the weight of the three-pointed double-edged sword was far greater than that of the Haotian Hammer.

Although I'm very reluctant to admit it, the facts are right in front of me.

He was no match for the twelve-year-old boy.

His Clear Sky Hammer seems to be inferior to the opponent's martial soul.

"What kind of martial spirit do you have?"

Tang Hao's voice was somewhat hoarse, and his gaze as he stared at the three-pointed double-edged sword was filled with shock and apprehension.

Yang Jian remained silent.

His answer is on his spirit ring.

Four jet-black soul rings rose up beneath his feet.

Black, black, black, black.

Four ten-thousand-year soul rings.

Tang Hao's pupils suddenly contracted.

"First Soul Skill, Titan Transformation!"

"Second Soul Skill, Titan's Body!"

"Third Soul Skill, Titan's Power!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Titan's Fury!"

Four spirit rings lit up in succession, and Yang Jian's aura surged wildly at that moment.

His robes fluttered in the air currents.

The ground beneath their feet cracked inch by inch because it could not withstand the immense pressure.

The power surged.

Defense stocks surged.

Attacks surged.

With the four amplifications combined, Yang Jian's aura no longer resembled that of a level 50 Soul King.

With a thought, the length of the three-pointed double-edged sword suddenly increased dramatically.

Three meters, five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters.

Suddenly, a gigantic, fifteen-meter-long, three-pointed, double-edged sword stretched across the sky and earth.

Yang Jiandan gripped the end of the hilt, raised the giant blade high, and swung it down fiercely at Tang Hao.

Before the blade even arrived, the biting wind from it was already making it hard for Tang Hao to breathe.

Tang Hao sensed the presence of death.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Sky-Piercing Strike!"

Tang Hao gritted his teeth and hurriedly poured all the soul power in his body into the Clear Sky Hammer.

The patterns on the Haotian Hammer shone brightly, emitting a dazzling light.

He raised the Haotian Hammer.

They met the giant blade that fell from the sky.

"boom--!"

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Rocks on the mountaintop were blown away by the blast wave, and dust filled the sky.

Tang Hao felt an overwhelming and unreasonable force pressing down on him. His arms were trembling, his knees were bending, and the ground beneath his feet was collapsing.

He couldn't hold on any longer.

"puff"

Tang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood as he was smashed into the mud beneath his feet by the three-pointed double-edged sword.

A huge crater, several meters deep, was created in the ground.

Tang Hao lay at the bottom of the pit, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, his bones feeling like they were falling apart.

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