Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Saint Master, Twelve Talismans Chaotic the Continent

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After a tense wait, the final moment finally arrived.

"Should we just unleash our ultimate move and wipe them out instantly?" Xie Yue asked.

"No, let's wait until Tang San uses the Clear Sky Hammer before we make our move," Hu Liena said.

The Haotian Hammer is a signal, and it also makes the upcoming battle legitimate.

After all, everyone knows what happened back then. Now that the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect have settled their score, everyone can just be spectators.

If we were to go all out directly, the reasons would be insufficient and the stance would be confused.

Nanfeng doesn't want a chaotic battle today.

Any clash between ideologies only requires dealing with the leaders.

The following tasks will be carried out regardless of who is in charge.

"But he's only a Soul Venerable. Even if he uses the Clear Sky Hammer, it won't be of much use, right?" Yan said.

"What if he just stops using it altogether?"

"No, Nan Feng has already made arrangements," Hu Liena said.

"After we go on stage, we'll deal with Dugu Yan and the others first, make them leave the stage, and give Tang San the chance to stand on the stage and show his face."

Xie Yue nodded. "Yan, hold back. Don't knock Tang San down."

"Do I look that old and blind?" Yan said speechlessly.

"I'm telling you to hold back. If he overestimates himself and tries to fight you, your brute strength could easily knock him down," Xie Yue said.

"Don't ruin the plan."

"Yes, yes, I know about match-fixing."

"..."

……

"Sect Leader Ning, is there still no news of my teacher?"

Tang San had a bad feeling, and as the competition approached, that feeling grew stronger.

"Xiao San, don't worry, let's start the competition," Ning Fengzhi said.

"Master, you are a lucky man, and everything will be alright."

"Could my teacher... have been arrested by the Spirit Hall?" Tang San couldn't help but wonder.

Almost everyone knows what's going to happen next, but no one says it out loud.

The Spirit Hall must know this too.

"Probably not?" Ning Fengzhi said.

"Grabbing the master at a time like this is of no use."

Yu Xiaogang is a very strange person. Everyone can use him as an excuse to take action, but he has no value to anyone.

Neither the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan nor the Clear Sky Clan cared about Yu Xiaogang's life or death. In fact, if this guy could die here, that would be the greatest contribution he could make.

After all, this gave everyone a reason to unite against the Spirit Hall.

The son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader, and the teacher of Haotian Douluo's son—a seemingly crucial but actually insignificant person.

"If my teacher is really captured later, Sect Leader Ning, Your Excellency Bone Douluo, I hope you can lend a hand to save him," Tang San said, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Of course." Ning Fengzhi helped Tang San up.

"Just focus on the competition and don't think about it too much."

"Um."

Tang San turned around and followed Dugu Yan and her group onto the arena.

"Fengzhi, you're digging your own grave," Gu Rong said strangely.

Of course, but will he make a move later?

If we're talking about fighting, he probably wouldn't be able to say much in a situation like today, but when it comes to running away or quietly rescuing people, he really can do it!

If Nan Feng brings Yu Xiaogang out to sacrifice to the flag later, will he save him or not?

"It's not really a trap," Ning Fengzhi said.

"Anyway, no one can save Yu Xiaogang today, so saying a few words won't hurt."

"Should I move later?"

"Uncle Bone, don't worry, you won't have a chance."

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"Both players are in position!"

As the referee came to the podium to give the signal, both teams finally stepped onto the field.

"The match begins!"

As soon as the referee gave the order, the spirit rings on the field lit up one after another.

Hu Liena's side had a clear objective: to take down Dugu Yan first.

Although the three of them were immune to Dugu Yan's poison, the others were not. If she released the poison, more than half of the Spirit Hall's forces would be wiped out instantly!

"Bewitching!"

"Holy crap?"

Dugu Yan was stunned as the bewitching figures that had collided and merged into one rushed directly towards her.

They really went straight for her!

Since the demon attacked from the front, it inevitably collided with Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai, who were the vanguard.

Then, without any chance to resist, the two were blasted off the stage by the demon's attack.

After eliminating Yu Tianheng and the other two, the demonic aura showed no signs of slowing down, and she continued to advance towards the core of the Royal Fighting Team, which was Tang San's location.

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Faced with this terrifying aura that overwhelmed him from all sides, Tang San closed his eyes with a wry smile.

What the hell are you doing cracking an egg?!

The expected blow did not come. The demon bypassed Tang San, who was standing still, and went straight for Dugu Yan.

"..."

The entire room fell silent.

Seeing that the Royal Fighting Team was reduced to only Tang San in less than a minute after the start of the match, everyone realized just how powerful that strange Martial Soul Fusion Skill really was.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Tang San, who was standing alone on the field surrounded by the Spirit Hall team.

The strong ones have all been eliminated, leaving only the lowest level one.

A lamb surrounded by wolves.

"Are you going down by yourself, or should I take you down?" Yan asked.

The demon is a fast attacker, and has the most precise control over his power, without any leakage. If he had charged upwards just now, he might have accidentally caused the aftershock to push Tang San down.

A Soul Emperor instantly defeating a Soul Venerable is just too easy!

"It seems that all of this was planned," Tang San said.

"Of course, otherwise do you think you're qualified to stand on this stage?" Yan said.

"My teacher was taken away by you?" Tang San asked.

"Your teacher?" Yan was taken aback.

"Who?"

Tang San frowned. "Do we still need to pretend now?"

Yan looked speechless. "What are you talking about, a dam?"

"What kind of teacher are you? How would I know?"

"Hurry up, are you going to get down by yourself, or should I take you down?"

Tang San remained silent, looked around the arena, took a deep breath, and raised his left hand.

Under the tense gaze of everyone, a dense black light surged from Tang San's palm and gradually condensed into shape.

A small black hammer appeared silently in Tang San's palm. The hammer was not large, and the patterns on it were deep and dark. But the moment it appeared, Tang San seemed to regain some of his strength, and a layer of solemn aura appeared around his body.

For a moment, everyone's gaze froze. Any Soul Master above level 60 and over 50 years old felt their hearts tremble.

Haotian Hammer!

It has created countless glories in the entire Soul Master world. It is the pinnacle of weapon spirits. It represents a sect, countless strong people, and the most powerful force and attack.

It is also a symbol of the direct line of the Haotian Sect!

Rumble!!

Thunder roared, and a terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the sky. The Soul Masters present all looked up at the tall figure beneath the thick clouds.

He dragged a giant hammer flashing with dark, blood-red lightning as he walked down from the sky, each step bringing a terrifying aura of suppression.

Even before making a move, he had already caused most of the Soul Douluos and even the Title Douluos present to lose their will to fight.

Tang San also looked up at the figure in the sky, at the giant hammer, and then compared it with the small black hammer in his hand.

"The formidable Battle Soul Hammer, the majestic Haotian Sect, its name—Haotian!"

Rumble!!!

"Sendou Ryu, I'm back!" (End of Chapter)