Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 566 The Trident of Poseidon, Weighing 108,000 Jin

"Speaking of which, what's the situation in Douluo Continent right now? Are customs checks that strict?"

Along the way, Hawke recalled when he returned to the border of Tiandou and saw patrol ships that already resembled modern warships, which he found dreamlike.

He's only been away from Douluo Continent for eight years, and he's changed so much already?

However, as a time traveler, he couldn't say that he was out of touch with the times. He just felt that if things continued to develop this way, even if he became a god in the future, he might still need to work.

"Of course, after all, this is the Age of Exploration!" Xiaoqing said seriously. "The world is constantly evolving, and so is this other world."

Hawke was speechless. After all, if Tang San hadn't given this era a boost, it would have taken at least 20,000 years for Douluo Continent to develop to its current level.

Upon arriving at the gate of the Soul Martial Manor, Shenhou and Youji stopped the four of them.

For the past eight years, the Twelve Yuan Chen have been in Wuhun City, serving as Tang San's bodyguards and also acting as gatekeepers for the Soul Martial Manor.

"Do any of you three know this person?" Shenhou frowned slightly.

"I've met him once," Xiaobai said respectfully. "Moreover, His Holiness the Holy Son spoke with him. Judging from his anxious appearance, it seemed he had urgent business with His Holiness the Holy Son. In addition, he and we are from the same hometown. So, could you two please make an exception?"

Shenhou's brows relaxed. He glanced at Hawke a few times, pointed to the long, narrow object wrapped in a piece of burlap in Hawke's hand, and said, "I don't know if it's real or not, but you can't bring this thing in. We need to check it."

"I'm afraid that won't work," Hawke shook his head.

"What? Could it be that there's gold in here, and you're afraid we'll embezzle it?" The rooster squinted its eyes and sneered. "Don't say we're short of money. Even if it were gold, it wouldn't be worth as much as a stone in the manor."

"Not exactly." Hawke grinned, peeling off the burlap covering to reveal a golden trident that gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight.

"It really is gold!" Shenhou exclaimed with slight surprise. "Is this a work of art? Could it be that you intend to offer this to the Holy Son in order to secure wealth for the rest of your life?"

"Then I advise you to give up on that idea. The Holy Son doesn't care."

"Besides, if you have this, you can just find a reputable auction house to auction it off, and you'll be set for life, right?"

Shenhou said this because Hawke's attire was indeed too plain, his clothes were severely faded and had many tears... However, Shenhou also noticed something strange: the other party was strong and vigorous, with abundant blood and qi, but there was no fluctuation of soul power. No normal person, no matter how well he took care of himself, could possess such strong blood and qi. In fact, she could hear his heartbeat as surging like waves, continuous and endless.

This person must be a master!

This is one of the reasons why she drove this guy away when he came before – the Twelve Yuan Chen had figured out the Holy Son's identity, friends, and character over the past eight years. This guy's sudden appearance meant he was definitely not the Holy Son's friend or relative. Even if he really knew the Holy Son, she couldn't let him in easily; she had to wait for the Holy Son to return and personally confirm it.

"No." Hawke was a little amused and exasperated. "This thing is quite heavy; an ordinary person couldn't lift it."

The Trident of Poseidon, also known as the Golden Trident, weighs 108,000 jin (approximately 54,000 kg). However, in the hands of its inheritor, it weighs only 108 jin (approximately 54 catties), but when used, it produces the effect of 108,000 jin (approximately 54,000 kg).

Before becoming a god, even if a mortal is very strong, the weight of a weapon that can be held for a long time should not exceed a thousand catties. Otherwise, it would only add burden to oneself and be of no use.

Its weight is too great, so it can only be used for explosive power.

This can be seen from the Clear Sky Sect's self-created soul skills such as Chaotic Cloak, Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, and Exploding Rings. Even Tang Chen cannot change this point.

The disheveled cloak and the use of leverage against each other are most likely due to the hammer being too heavy, leaving no other option.

The Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian are mostly based on skillful techniques.

The exploding ring unleashes a burst of power in an instant.

This is still the weight of the Clear Sky Hammer spirit itself, which can offset part of the weight for the spirit master. It's similar to how the 108,000-jin Trident of the Sea God only weighs 108 jin in the hands of its inheritor. No matter how heavy the Clear Sky Hammer is, even if it weighs 100,000 jin, in the hands of the spirit master who wields it, its weight is at most only about 100 jin.

Otherwise, even if a Soul Master possessing the Clear Sky Hammer could lift a hammer that is actually that heavy, it would be difficult for them to swing it. Even if they could swing it, they would probably be exhausted after just one swing.

To put it another way, if someone could wield a weapon weighing over 10,000 kilograms under normal circumstances, then their strength would be enough to support a mountain weighing over 10 million tons. Such a being could easily unleash a nuclear explosion with a single blow.

"Can't lift it?" Shenhou felt that the other party looked down on him. Just as he was about to try, he saw Tang San walking over from nearby. He hurriedly went up to him with Youji and said, "Holy Son."

"Hmm." Tang San had just returned from the Spirit Research Institute. The first thing that caught his eye when he saw Hawke was the golden trident. "The artifact of the Sea God, tsk, as expected, you've taken that path."

"There's no other way, this is the best way I can think of." Hawke handed over the Trident of Poseidon, wanting to test Tang San's strength.

In the original story, Poseidon at level 99 could lift the 108,000-pound Trident of Poseidon, but that was all; she couldn't actually wield it.

Therefore, Hawke can judge just how strong Tang San is based on this.

Tang San didn't stand on ceremony and took the Trident of the Sea God. His arm slumped slightly, as if he were carrying a ten-pound watermelon.

He tossed it around, swung it around, and then used it as a spear, wielding it with a series of thrusts, stabs, and chops.

"Shh~"

Exhaling a puff of white air, Tang San returned it to Hawke, saying, "Not bad, you can use it as exercise equipment."

Hawke stared in disbelief, and after taking the Trident of Poseidon, he stammered, "This weighs a hundred and eight thousand catties! Just how strong are you?"

"Currently, if I use all my means, I can forcibly push the entire Sun Moon Continent to the Douluo Continent, making the two continents border each other." Tang San thought for a moment and calculated this result.

"This is even more powerful than a god." Hawke knew that Tang San wasn't talking about pure strength, but rather included other methods, but even so, he could probably crush a whole bunch of gods.

At the very least, a level 100 powerhouse who did not ascend to the God Realm after becoming a god and did not absorb immortal spiritual energy to make up for the deficiency is definitely not as good as him. In other words, even if he inherits the position of Sea God, he will still be inferior to Tang San.

"I can't compare to a god, but at least a god lives longer than me." Tang San shrugged, offering a few words of encouragement to Shen Hou and You Ji, before leading Hawke, Xiao Bai, Xiao Qing, and Xu Huang into the manor...

(End of this chapter)

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