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

This attack came without warning.

Yue Guan had been on guard, but he never expected Tang Hao to be so lacking in martial ethics.

I wasn't ready, the battle hadn't even officially started, and this guy actually launched a sneak attack?

His expression changed drastically, and he quickly used his soul skill to defend himself.

The Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum bloomed in front of him, its golden petals layered upon each other, forming a barrier.

But the Haotian Hammer arrived too quickly.

"boom!"

The petals shattered, and Yue Guan was sent flying by the Haotian Hammer, rolling on the ground for more than ten meters before stopping.

He knelt on one knee, clutching his chest, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

"cough……"

Yue Guan coughed, looked up at Tang Hao, his eyes full of apprehension.

As expected of the number one weapon spirit in the world, its attack power is truly domineering.

I was injured in just one encounter.

Tang Hao, carrying the Clear Sky Hammer, looked down at Yue Guan with even greater disdain in his eyes.

"You're not doing well either, Chrysanthemum Pass." He sneered. "Weren't you so arrogant just now? Why are you coughing up blood now?"

Yue Guan's face was extremely ugly.

He stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked coldly at Tang Hao.

"So even Haotian Douluo can launch sneak attacks." His voice was laced with sarcasm. "But thinking about it, it makes sense. If you were a true gentleman, you wouldn't have colluded with a soul beast, defying the world, and ultimately having the Blue Silver Emperor sacrifice himself for you."

Tang Hao's expression changed instantly.

"You're talking nonsense!" His voice boomed like thunder on the mountaintop, his eyes bloodshot, and he was panting heavily. "I didn't make Ah Yin sacrifice herself! She volunteered!"

"Voluntary?" Yue Guan chuckled. "You know perfectly well that the Blue Silver Emperor is a soul beast, yet you still bring her around the human world every day, just so that our Spirit Hall can discover her and hunt her down?"

"When she has nowhere else to turn, she will be forced to sacrifice herself to you."

What are you pretending for?

Tang Hao's breathing became increasingly heavy, and his chest heaved violently.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his hand holding the Haotian Hammer was trembling.

He didn't know if his thoughts had been touched or if he was genuinely angered by Yue Guan.

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 still 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 an eye on things?"

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, 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.