Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Does it hurt?

Pain into the bone marrow.

But Yu Xiaoheng's heart was frighteningly calm, even with a hint of crazy excitement.

He had just absorbed the soul power and life essence of seven people, and that enormous energy was accumulating in his body, causing him to worry about not being able to digest it quickly.

Tang Hao's hammer blows were like the best accelerant.

Each heavy blow forced the energy accumulated in his body into his limbs and bones, integrating it into every cell.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been turned into mincemeat long ago.

But he is not.

His martial soul is a mutated purple-gold holy dragon that has separated from his body, and his body has been reshaped by the fire of divine retribution, making his vitality so strong that it is almost abnormal.

The old muscle fibers were broken by the shock.

New muscles will regenerate in the next second, becoming stronger and more explosive.

This is clearly using Tang Hao's hand to train his body!

Chapter 343 His aura is still getting stronger!

The bottlenecks in body refinement that originally required months or even years of painstaking effort are loosening at an astonishing rate under this storm of attacks.

"puff!"

Yu Xiaoheng coughed up another mouthful of blood, his body convulsing violently.

He has to act.

You have to pretend to be about to be beaten to death, but still struggling in your death throes.

Otherwise, if Tang Hao realizes something is wrong and stops, this "sparring partner" who came to his door will be gone.

"Tang Hao!"

Yu Xiaoheng lay at the bottom of the pit, his voice trembling and choked with sobs.

"I don't agree!"

"I refuse to accept this!"

To others, this sound was the mournful cry of someone on the verge of death.

To Tang Hao, however, it was the most beautiful music in the world.

"You're not convinced? Then I'll beat you until you do!"

Tang Hao grinned maliciously and swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand in a wide arc once more, causing the air to explode with an unbearable roar.

"The next hammer blow will send you to your grave!"

Looking at the towering, shadowy hammer.

Yu Xiaoheng's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with fear of death, and he even closed his eyes in despair.

boom!

The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand was like a black, furious dragon, tirelessly pounding the ground again and again.

The referee did not call a stop.

The audience did not close their eyes.

Everyone assumed that the boy named Wuming had been smashed into a pile of minced meat.

Tang Hao was very excited.

The thrill of nipping a so-called peerless genius in the bud made his blood boil. With each swing of his hammer, he could feel his majesty as the heir of the Haotian Sect growing stronger.

It greatly made up for the regrets of that year.

Yu Xiaoheng, who once absorbed the Thunder Jade Dragon with his second spirit ring, was Tang Hao's nightmare, but when he finally managed to kill him, Tang Hao was completely powerless to intervene.

Of course, he was glad that he had no room to interfere, otherwise it might not have been Yang Wudi who was crippled, but Tang Hao himself who would have died!

But now this nameless guy, who posed a great threat to Haotian, died at his own ears' hands!

But as they kept smashing it...

The fervor in Tang Hao's eyes slowly froze.

The feel is off.

It's too hard.

It didn't feel like it was hitting a human body; it felt more like it was hitting a piece of red-hot, refined iron.

All disciples of the Haotian Sect are skilled in forging.

Tang Hao was all too familiar with this feeling.

With each strike, the recoil force not only did not weaken, but instead became more solid and resilient.

It was as if he wasn't killing anyone.

Instead, it is about removing impurities from the other party and forging a divine weapon.

The person at the bottom of the pit had clearly broken bones, so why was there still a shocking rebound force?

At the edge of the stands, Shui Lingxi finally couldn't hold back any longer.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at her older sister, Shuiyun'er, beside her.

The two exchanged a glance and both saw the resolute look in each other's eyes.

Even though they had been disguised as men all along, and even though they knew how much trouble their actions would cause their families.

But it's beyond saving.

I can't get over that mental hurdle.

This nameless man was usually cold-blooded and ruthless, even watching them get injured with indifference. But for some reason, when they saw that figure struggling under the shadow of the hammer, they would always think of another person.

Yu Xiaoheng, who was once full of vigor but was eventually forced to his death by various forces.

so similar.

"Let's do it!"

Shui Yun'er gave a low shout.

The two sisters unleashed their soul power without reservation, and blue and white light intertwined instantly. Frosty aura condensed in the air, transforming into a giant ice phoenix that charged towards Tang Hao's back.

"Don't!"

Bibi Dong stood not far away, wanting to speak up and stop her, but her hands moved faster than anyone else's.

A purplish-black light flashed and disappeared in her eyes.

The power of the Rakshasa.

Although it was only a wisp of energy, it carried an evil and corrupt will, transforming into a hidden sharpness that pierced straight into Tang Hao's back.

She wanted to save people.

however.

All of this pales in comparison to absolute power.

"Humph."

Tang Hao didn't even turn his head.

The black aura swirling around him was the protective aura inherent in the Clear Sky Hammer; he didn't even need to consciously control it, it was simply an outward release of his aura.

boom!

The moment the Ice Phoenix touched that black aura, it instantly shattered into countless ice shards.

The Shui sisters turned pale as their Martial Soul Fusion Technique was forcibly interrupted. They were both sent flying backward and crashed heavily onto the railing of the audience seats.

Bibi Dong's wisp of Rakshasa divine power was like a mud ox entering the sea, not even making a splash, and was dispersed by the lightning emanating from the Haotian Hammer.

despair.

At this moment, they truly realized just how strong Tang Hao, known as the youngest Soul Saint, really was.

They are not even on the same level.

"Good! Well done!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The outlaws of the Killing City were reveling, while the remnants of the Star Luo Empire roared.

Watching the once arrogant Nameless being tortured to death like a dead dog, they felt a sense of exhilaration.

The disciples of Haotian Sect stood even taller.

This is their young sect leader!

This is the domineering power of the world's number one weapon spirit!

Tang Wei sat upright on the high platform, his eyes sweeping across the entire arena with disdain, finally landing on the area of ​​the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

He is waiting.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family members wore expressions of humiliation, anger, and helplessness.

but.

When he looked over, he found that something was off.

The elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family were indeed restless, their faces ashen.

Yu Xiaogang sat there coldly, yet trembled slightly.

But they saw no humiliation.

only……

Hatred.