"Oh, is that so?"
A playful smile hung on the corner of Lu Feng's mouth as he looked at Tang San mockingly.
"Worthy of being the original protagonist..." Lu Feng sighed secretly in his heart.
Although he lost the immortal herb he should have obtained, he unexpectedly obtained a hundred-thousand-year soul bone in advance.
Reaching level sixty soul power at twenty years old; looking at the entire continent, apart from himself, Tang San's talent was indeed top-notch.
What concerned Lu Feng more was that Tang San had been ambushed in the Blue Silver Forest and should have died on the spot, but inexplicably appeared in the Capital of Slaughter.
If he hadn't intervened, this guy would probably have obtained the Deathgod Domain just like in the original work.
"It seems there is indeed someone manipulating behind Tang San." Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, a trace of coldness flashing in them.
"Could it be the Asura God?"
Soul power began to surge around Lu Feng, the powerful pressure making the surrounding air heavy.
He raised his left hand carelessly, a wisp of faint golden soul power gathering in his palm.
This action seemed casual, but it made Tang San's muscles tighten instantly. Feeling this oppression, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in Tang San's heart.
Could it be that Lu Feng was the Crown Prince's man?
"Lu Feng, what are you hesitating for? Xue Qinghe poisoned Emperor Xue Ye; for the future of the Heaven Dou Empire, we must eliminate such a disloyal and unrighteous person!"
"Boom!"
A loud noise suddenly came from the sky. After a violent explosion, Xue Qinghe and Luo San Pao transformed by Yu Xiaogang appeared simultaneously; the two sides were actually evenly matched.
The Seraphim Martial Soul was a God-level Martial Soul. Even with level seventy soul power, it had the power to fight against an ordinary Titled Douluo.
However, the quality of the Golden Saint Dragon was not inferior at all.
Even under the soul power enhancement of two Soul Douluo, the Golden Saint Dragon faintly gained the upper hand.
At this time, Xue Qinghe sneered, "Tang San, you keep saying I poisoned Emperor Xue Ye, but it's just your one-sided story. Now you force your way into the palace; I think you are the real rebels!"
Saying this, he turned to Lu Feng, a smile appearing on his face. "Brother Lu was invited by me. Do you think he will believe your nonsense?"
"What?!"
Tang San's eyes widened in shock, looking at Lu Feng in disbelief.
"Lu Feng, is what he said true?"
As soon as the words fell, Tang San suddenly remembered that during the Soul Master competition a few years ago, Lu Feng represented the Heaven Dou Imperial Second Team, and Xue Qinghe was exactly the manager of the Heaven Dou Academy.
Could it be that since then, Lu Feng had already stood on the Crown Prince's side?
"Damn it!" Light flickered in Tang San's eyes, but his heart fell into a complex situation.
In the Capital of Slaughter, Lu Feng had saved his life.
This kindness made Tang San struggle internally.
However, before long, Tang San took a deep breath, and his heart quickly became firm again.
As the saying goes: those who follow different paths cannot make plans together.
Since the two chose to support different princes, this battle was inevitable.
No emotion could be seen on Tang San's face as he shouted at Lu Feng, "Lu Feng, why are you helping a tyrant to do evil!"
"Tang San, oh Tang San..." Lu Feng frowned tightly, his voice sounding like a sigh. "You are still so naive. Are Xue Beng's evil deeds of robbing civilian women and oppressing the people all these years any nobler than Xue Qinghe?"
"Although Xue Qinghe might not be a good monarch either, people die when compared to others, and goods are thrown away when compared to others," Lu Feng teased.
"Damn it, what nonsense is this guy talking about!" Hearing this, the corner of Xue Qinghe's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Hearing this, Tang San clenched his fists, knuckles turning white.
The last trace of hesitation in his eyes disappeared, voice stern and expression harsh. "Lu Feng, talking more is useless! Since you refuse to realize your error, let me wake you up!"
As his voice fell, his third and fifth soul rings lit up simultaneously. His body swelled suddenly, muscles bulging, arms more than doubling in thickness.
The Clear Sky Hammer brought a streak of black light, powerful soul power fluctuations sweeping the surroundings—it was exactly the starting move of the Disorderly Wind Hammer Method.
"Lu Feng, take this! Today I'll let you witness what is called the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world!"
Under the enhancement of six ten-thousand-year soul rings, with level sixty-three soul power fully erupted, Tang San was confident that even if a Soul Saint activated their Martial Soul Avatar, it would be difficult to withstand this blow.
Although this move was just the first strike, he not only didn't hold back but exerted one hundred and twenty percent of his strength.
"Boom!"
Amidst the violent vibration, a violent air wave rolled up the ground slabs, gravel splashing, dust filling the air.
When the dust settled and Tang San saw the scene clearly, his pupils contracted suddenly.
"How is this possible!"
He saw Lu Feng holding the Clear Sky Hammer with one hand, golden light flowing around him, aura unexpectedly somewhat similar to Xue Qinghe in the air.
Black soul power entangled the Clear Sky Hammer, the domineering aura suffocating.
However, Lu Feng blocked this inevitable blow with just one hand!
Even worse, Tang San wanted to continue swinging the hammer but found his rhythm completely disrupted.
An invisible soul power hindered his movements. A stabbing pain suddenly came from his calf, forcing him to step back subconsciously, the momentum of the Clear Sky Hammer dissipating instantly.
"My Disorderly Wind Hammer Method was actually directly interrupted?" Tang San's heart was turbulent.
At the same time, Yu Xiaogang also noticed the abnormality here.
"Soul... Soul Douluo!" His voice trembled, looking at the eight soul rings surrounding Lu Feng in horror.
In mid-air, the Golden Saint Dragon's body trembled violently, almost unable to maintain its form.
"What!" Flender and Liu Erlong also noticed Lu Feng's anomaly.
Especially the most shocking last two soul rings.
What that dazzling blood red represented, all Soul Masters knew clearly—hundred-thousand-year soul rings!
At this moment, the battle in the entire palace seemed to be paused, everyone deterred by this shocking scene.
"When did this monster..." Xue Qinghe's eyes were full of disbelief.
Although he knew Lu Feng was exceptionally talented, he never expected his strength to have surpassed his own.
The seventh soul ring being at the hundred-thousand-year level; in Xue Qinghe's cognition, apart from that woman, no one else could achieve this.
"Tang San, Brother Feng is very happy that you came to spar. But Brother Feng doesn't like your tone of voice," Lu Feng said playfully.
Immediately, with a flick of his wrist, Tang San felt an irresistible force, flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
"Boom!"
His body crashed heavily on the ground tens of meters away, raising a cloud of dust.
"Damn it!"
Tang San forced himself to stand up, eyes full of horror. His chest heaved violently, blue hair on his forehead soaked with sweat, sticking to his pale cheeks.
His right hand gripped the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, knuckles turning white from excessive force. Stubborn flames burned in those Purple Demon Eyes, but deep in the pupils, a trace of imperceptible wavering was hidden.
Growing up, the two had sparred countless times.
But Tang San had never been unable to catch even one move from Lu Feng like today.
Just then, Lu Feng's figure suddenly blurred for a moment.
Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes contracted suddenly, rolling sideways almost instinctively.
With a "chi" sound, a cut mark about an inch deep appeared on the ground where he originally stood, the cut smooth as a mirror.
"So fast!" Tang San's heart shook violently.
Even with the dynamic vision of the Purple Demon Eyes, he could only capture an afterimage.
Tang San's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He dared not imagine the consequences if his reaction had been half a beat slower.
"Not bad reaction," Lu Feng's voice came from all directions as if dozens of him were speaking simultaneously.
Tang San took a deep breath, Mysterious Heaven Skill circulating rapidly in his meridians.
He smashed the Clear Sky Hammer fiercely onto the ground, strong shockwaves spreading out in a circle.
"Found you!"
The moment the shockwave fed back, Tang San moved like lightning, Clear Sky Hammer sweeping towards the rear right with a piercing wind-breaking sound.
"Bang!"
Amidst the deafening collision sound, Tang San flew out backwards again. His body hit a stone pillar heavily, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"How is it possible..." Tang San propped himself up with difficulty, shock in his eyes unparalleled.
The web of his thumb and forefinger had split, blood dripping down the hammer handle.
He used full strength in that blow just now, but it felt like hitting a mountain.
Lu Feng dusted off non-existent dust on his sleeves lightly. "Tang San, what's wrong? I still prefer your unruly look from the beginning."
"Damn it!"
Tang San clenched his fists.
He felt his vision somewhat blurred, blinked hard, and swallowed the metallic sweetness surging up his throat.
"Must... create an opportunity..."
Tang San calculated quickly in his heart.
He deliberately made his breathing more disordered, left hand pretending to inadvertently brush past his waist.
This subtle movement naturally didn't escape Lu Feng's eyes.
"Want to use hidden weapons?" A trace of playfulness flashed in Lu Feng's eyes.
He deliberately revealed a flaw, right shoulder sinking half an inch.
Now!
Brilliant light burst from Tang San's eyes, left hand waving out like lightning.
Twelve Bone-Piercing Nails shot out like scattering flowers, each aiming at Lu Feng's vital points.
At the same time, the Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand suddenly flew out, drawing a perfect arc in the air.
"Disorderly Wind · Returning Wind Caressing Willow!"
This was Tang San's self-created variation, integrating hidden weapon techniques into the Clear Sky Hammer method. Bone-Piercing Nails locking movement, flying hammer as main attack, the two coordinating flawlessly.
But Lu Feng smiled.
His figure suddenly split into three, three figures making different movements simultaneously: the left one raising hand to block the flying hammer, the middle one dodging sideways to avoid hidden weapons, and the right one rushing directly towards Tang San's main body.
"Phantom?"
Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes operated frantically but couldn't distinguish true from false.
But soon, Tang San's gaze became firm again: "No, they are all real!"
His right hand instantly turned white jade color, wrapped in thick soul power. A needle-shaped hidden weapon, completely pitch-black and glowing with faint light, appeared quietly between his fingers.
"Lu Feng, you forced me!"
Cold light flickered in Tang San's eyes, Mysterious Heaven Skill fully operating, whole body's soul power pouring frantically into the hidden weapon.
"Go!"
The pitch-black hidden weapon shot out silently; wherever it passed, even light was distorted.
Tang Sect Inner Sect Hidden Weapon ranked third, Life-Chasing Soul-Yama's Invitation!
Yama's Invitation was an unsolvable poison. Even if the limb was severed the moment the poison needle entered the body, it couldn't stop the instant spread of the poison.
This hidden weapon was refined by Tang San using the power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan to collect poisons.
There was only this one in total.
As the saying goes: If Yama wants you dead at the third watch, who dares keep you until the fifth?
No one survived under Yama's Invitation; even Tang San himself had no possibility of detoxifying it.
For his sworn brother, Tang San was very reluctant to use this hidden weapon.
In Tang San's heart, besides his father and teacher, Lu Feng was his closest person.
But Tang San knew he only had one chance.
Once failed, with the gap in soul power between the two sides, the one dying would definitely be himself. Besides Yama's Invitation, Tang San couldn't think of any other weapon capable of breaking Lu Feng's defense.
"Chi——"
Yama's Invitation flew rapidly towards Lu Feng.
"Very good..."
Lu Feng's voice turned cold, the playfulness in his eyes fading gradually, replaced by a dangerous seriousness.
He raised his right hand, palm upward.
A ball of golden flame appeared out of thin air, attaching to Lu Feng's body surface. In the center of the flame, a mini version of a phoenix could be faintly seen circling.
The surrounding temperature soared instantly, and the stone slabs on the ground began to melt.
When the strange black light on Yama's Invitation approached this flame light, it was visibly devoured.
In just one breath, Yama's Invitation turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.
"This! How is this possible!" Tang San's eyes were full of shock.
Lu Feng teased, "Tang San, nothing is impossible. As the saying goes, one thing subdues another; this Phoenix Flame of mine is the nemesis of all highly toxic things."
Lu Feng's move of flame body protection was displayed through the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul.
In the state of Five Elements Armor Combination, Lu Feng could not only use the abilities of five Martial Souls simultaneously, but under the effect of Five Elements mutual generation, the power of skills displayed increased exponentially.
At this time, Tang San sat limply on the ground because he had no strength left now.
Was Yama's Invitation so easy to use?
Condensing internal force to a point, needing to reach exactly the limit Yama's Invitation itself could bear, then releasing it.
Only in this way could it ignore defense.
Any protective qi shield couldn't stop the invasion of Yama's Invitation; this was its most terrifying aspect. Plus special techniques, dodging was almost impossible.
However, in this world, there were variables after all.
Just as Lu Feng said, this flame was the nemesis of all toxins.
"Damn it! I'm unwilling!"
Tang San gasped for breath, his heart full of regret.
If he had known Lu Feng's soul skill was so domineering, he would have used the Mother-Child Life-Chasing Soul-Gallbladders.
"Tang San, among the opponents I've met, in terms of talent and effort, no one is more outstanding than you. But today..."
Lu Feng deliberately paused, eyes full of mockery. "Your good luck ends here."
As his voice fell, a violent golden light slashed out from his palm.
"Clang!"
The golden light was like a blade, cutting the air. The next moment, it hit directly on Tang San's right arm.