Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is a Simulator

Chapter 27 36-Game Winning Streak

boom--

The shepherd's Haotian Hammer slammed into the shield in front of the burly man, producing a loud bang.

A wave of energy erupted from it, sweeping in all directions.

The burly man attacked by Mu Ge did not move an inch.

"Haha, that was great! Let's do it again!"

Upon seeing that Mu Ge's attack was nothing special, the burly man burst into a hearty laugh.

As long as Mu Ge couldn't break through his defenses, he was confident he could hold out. He was a Soul Douluo, while Mu Ge was just a Soul King.

Although it is terrifying that Mu Ge has reached the Soul King level at such a young age, there is a huge gap between the Soul King and the Soul Douluo. The Soul Power they possess is completely unequal. No matter how much Mu Ge tries to outlast him, he will never be able to!

In the hellish killing arena he used to participate in, he relied on his strong defense and abundant soul power to wear down his opponents.

"Even the Clear Sky Hammer can't break through a defense of 1245!"

"No wonder they had a 67-game winning streak, they're incredibly tough!"

"It seems 1245 is stronger. The Hell Messenger is still too young; his soul power definitely can't compare to 1245's!"

"If we drag this out, as long as the Hellbringer can't break through 1245's defense and defeat the opponent, the Hellbringer is doomed to lose!"

"..."

Seeing the impressive commotion caused by Mu Ge's attack on the burly man, the audience had no doubt that Mu Ge's attack was very powerful.

However, after discovering that Mu Ge's attacks couldn't even repel 1245 one step, the audience began to think that the burly man number 1245 was stronger.

"Innocent!"

"That despicable bastard is not that simple!"

Hearing those voices, Bibi Dong sneered inwardly.

Only she knew that Mu Ge hadn't really put up his full power yet!

"It's a good thing it was Muge facing this guy; if it were me, winning wouldn't be easy either!"

Bibi Dong's gaze then fell upon the burly man number 1245, and she felt a surge of relief.

She acknowledged the other party's strength.

……

"Come on then! Let's see how many blows you can take!"

Seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, Mu Ge snorted coldly, gripped the Haotian Hammer in his hand tightly, and swung it to smash.

"Disorderly Cloak Hammer Technique!"

boom--

The shepherd's Haotian Hammer slammed heavily into the burly man's shield once more, unleashing a boundless shockwave and a fierce wind.

boom--

Immediately afterward, Mu Ge unleashed another heavy hammer blow, striking the shield in front of the burly man once again.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Mu Ge showed no mercy, each blow stronger than the last, relentlessly piling up the blows.

Each heavy hammer blow slammed into the shield in front of the burly man. It wasn't that Mu Ge didn't want to avoid the shield, but that he couldn't.

Although the burly man was not as fast as Mu Ge, Mu Ge's swing of the Haotian Hammer was not so fast that he could not see it. Relying on his rich combat experience, the man was able to block Mu Ge's attack with his shield every time.

So later on, Mu Ge simply stopped trying to avoid the shield and started smashing it directly into the opponent's hand.

Boom boom boom!!!

One heavy hammer blow after another struck. At first, the burly man numbered 1245 was able to face it calmly, but as the number of blows from Mu Ge increased, the burly man's face gradually turned ugly.

"How is that possible..."

Feeling the increasing force coming from the shield, the burly man was filled with disbelief. He never expected that Mu Ge's attacks would become stronger and stronger.

However, faced with Mu Ge's attack, he could only choose to continue defending.

He only hoped that the heavy blows from the pastoral song couldn't keep piling up indefinitely; otherwise, if they continued to accumulate, he really wouldn't be able to withstand them.

boom--

The 16th hammer blow!

……

boom--

The 25th hammer blow!

……

"The messenger from hell won't do!"

"Even the Clear Sky Hammer can't break through a defense of 1245!"

"I've hammered it so many times, but it still doesn't work..."

"Looks like 1245 is going to win!"

"Wait a minute, look at 1245's expression, isn't it getting increasingly grim?"

"It really seems so, what's going on?"

"Am I the only one who feels the Hellbringer's attacks are getting stronger? It can't be just my imagination, right?"

"No, that's how I feel too..."

"..."

The audience was completely focused on the battle in the Hell Slaughter Arena, watching Mu Ge relentlessly strike his opponent with each blow of his hammer.

A terrifying gust of wind swept in all directions, filling the entire hellish killing field.

boom--

The 45th hammer blow!

bang——

Finally, with the 45th hammer blow from the shepherd's hand, the two shields in the burly man's hands shattered into numerous fragments.

"The 46nd hammer blow!"

After shattering the shield in the burly man's hand, Mu Ge let out a low shout and swung his imposing Haotian Hammer at the opponent once again.

"not good……"

Although the burly man found it hard to believe that his shield had been shattered, he quickly crossed his arms to block in front of him.

bump--

The shepherd's Haotian Hammer struck the opponent's arms, producing a dull thud.

An attack capable of shattering even a shield struck the burly man, yet he managed to block it.

Clearly, with the support of the Granite Turtle Martial Soul, the burly man's defense remained extremely strong even after losing his shield.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Muge didn't care that the opponent's defense was stronger; he just kept hammering.

At first, the burly man was able to hold on, but after Mu Ge unleashed 60 blows, the burly man could no longer stand still and began to be constantly pushed back.

"The 72nd hammer blow!"

boom--

Finally, when Mu Ge unleashed his 72nd powerful strike, the burly man was sent flying, unable to withstand the blow any longer.

Click~

At the same time, the sound of the burly man's arm bones shattering could be heard.

puff--

After landing, the burly man spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

"hateful……"

The burly man struggled to stand up. He was unwilling to accept defeat. He still had a lot of soul power, but he couldn't use it effectively. If he were to be killed like this, it would be too frustrating.

However, since he cannot use soul rings or soul skills, he cannot maximize the effect of his soul power.

Not just him, but all the fallen in the City of Slaughter, except for Pastoral.

"May you rest in peace!"

Seeing that the other party still wanted to stand up, Mu Ge did not give him the chance. With a flash, the 73rd hammer slammed down, hitting the other party directly in the back.

puff--

This time, the burly man's heart ruptured. His eyes widened, his body convulsed a few times, and then he collapsed, motionless.

"good!"

"Congratulations to our contestant number 6018 for winning this Hellfire Arena!"

"Congratulations to Hellbringer for achieving a 36-game winning streak!"

Upon seeing this, the host immediately declared Pastoral Song the winner.

The audience was also shocked by the scene before them, staring blankly at Mu Ge's imposing figure carrying the Haotian Hammer.

……

(End of this chapter)