Chapter 227: A Blow to Tang San's Skull
Qian Renxue narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed in anger. "You're quite bold."
"You'll see how bold I am."
As soon as the match began, Tang San gripped his Clear Sky Hammer. His calf muscles tensed, his waist twisted, and he began spinning rapidly like a top, building up energy for his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique.
Without Xiao Wu's teleportation from the Soft Bone Rabbit's left arm bone, or the flight ability from the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone—both 100,000-year soul bone skills—Tang San couldn't move freely. He could only rotate on the spot like a spinning top. But even so, his hammer technique was far superior to ordinary disciples'.
Crack! Snap!
Shards of Blue Silver Grass flew through the air as Qian Renxue's vines were shattered by the Clear Sky Hammer's rotations. Each smash cleared the path and made the hammer's black aura thicken, nearly covering Tang San's entire figure.
In the past, Tang San's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had failed due to the Bone Dragon's extreme defense and bone prison disrupting his hammer's arc. Every bone he shattered drained his momentum. But Blue Silver Grass wasn't that durable—this time, he had the upper hand. Even if Qian Renxue summoned his fully-charged Blue Silver Overlord Spear, Tang San believed he could deflect it.
One strike—just one strike to blow Qian Renxue away, to restore the glory of the Clear Sky Hammer, and to declare it once again the number one martial spirit!
Tang Xiao's emotions surged. His fists clenched unconsciously. He even forgot to breathe as he watched Tang San disappear into the growing black vortex. This is it. This strike would wash away the shame of the Clear Sky Sect and signal the beginning of Spirit Hall's downfall!
A storm whipped across the arena, as if blades were slicing through the air. Tang San's body, now shrouded in a miniature black tornado, exuded an oppressive aura. Even the red-robed bishops watching grew tense, concerned that Qian Renxue might lose.
Everyone wondered—why wasn't the Holy Son doing anything? Why was he just letting Tang San build power unchecked?
Many powerful soul masters in the audience felt the same confusion. Qian Renxue had only released vines once before falling completely still. As Tang San's technique built in strength, Qian Renxue stood there like a bystander.
Suddenly, Qian Renxue's three purple and two black soul rings disappeared. The Eight Spider Lances retracted. Only his Blue Silver Domain remained active. His eyes flashed golden, and a pair of pure white wings unfurled from his back—he activated his secondary spirit: the Two-Winged Angel.
Seeing Qian Renxue retract the Blue Silver Emperor and switch to the Two-Winged Angel Spirit, Tang Xiao grew even more excited. Victory was assured!
Wait—
Out of the corner of his eye, Tang Xiao noticed a smirk curling at the corner of Qian Xunji's mouth. Why was he smiling? Did he truly think the Angel Spirit was invincible? This was just a two-winged form—no domain, no soul rings. It couldn't compare to the Blue Silver Emperor.
Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer—49 strikes!
Tang San finally moved. Cracks spread beneath his feet. His pants shredded as his taut, well-trained muscles flexed. With a roar, he launched into the air, Clear Sky Hammer raised high, black energy forming the shape of a dragon's head—fierce and domineering.
He wasn't afraid of killing Qian Renxue. There were plenty of Spirit Hall elders present to intervene. He couldn't charge more than 49 times anyway—any more and he'd injure himself. If not for the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, he wouldn't even be able to pull off this technique.
As Tang San ascended, Qian Renxue also rose. With a flap of his wings, he soared higher, his pupils turning violet-gold—his Purple Demon Eye had reached the microcosm realm.
But he didn't meet Tang San's hammer head-on. Instead, he flew dozens of meters higher.
Tang San was stunned. Qian Renxue hovered above him, looking down with clear, piercing eyes. This wasn't right! Qian Renxue was supposed to stay grounded and take the hammer. One hit, one shock—blow him away and shake Spirit Hall to its core. Reinstate the Clear Sky Hammer as number one!
Why was he flying!?
In the Heaven Dou Palace incident, Tang San had used this same move to deliver 81 strikes, shatter Qian Renxue's domain, and reverse the tide. The same outcome should've happened here.
As Tang San reached his peak, Qian Renxue made his move. He dived sharply, circled behind Tang San, avoided the hammer's arc, and raised his arm.
With a CRACK!, his elbow slammed into Tang San's skull.
"AHHH!"
Tang San screamed. His crown caved in, his eyes nearly bulged from his sockets, and blood gushed from his nose and mouth. The Clear Sky Hammer slipped from his grasp, plummeting like a meteor.
Ghost Douluo vanished from his seat and appeared midair, deflecting the hammer. Otherwise, its impact—charged by 49 swings—would've left a crater in the plaza.
"Xiao San!"
Tang Xiao couldn't help shouting, rising from his seat.
Qian Xunji chuckled. "Sect Master Tang, calm yourself. The young are always brash—this will be a good lesson to temper that pride."
In the sky, Qian Renxue didn't stop. He opened his palm.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
One slap after another landed on Tang San's face. The crisp slaps echoed across the Pope's Plaza.
Tang San's face swelled, bruised and bleeding. Teeth flew. Blood streamed from his mouth and nose.
Inside, he screamed, No! This isn't how it was supposed to go! I was supposed to strike down Qian Renxue, shock Spirit Hall, and reestablish the Clear Sky Sect's dominance! I was supposed to be the number one genius of the continent!
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