Chapter 151 Tang San smashes Zhao Wuji's head with the Clear Sky Hammer, and Zhao Wuji recognizes Tang San before he dies (large chapter)

"What... Level 35?"

Blood was still gushing out from the broken arms, and Zhao Wuji, who was in so much pain, almost thought he had heard it wrong.

This young man who looks so young and mysterious actually has a soul power of only level 35.

How can this be?

Zhao Wuji didn't believe it. After all, he had just seen it with his own eyes. The God of Killing Bibi Dong was a Titled Douluo with twin martial souls.

Then how could someone who could follow Pope Bibi Dong be a Soul Master?

Tang San did not answer, but raised his right hand and slightly condensed his soul power. The next second, three soul rings slowly rose from under his feet.

Two yellows... one purple...

Of course, this is Tang San's spirit ring after being disguised. He can change it to the color of his own spirit ring at will. In the past, he called this a pretentious artifact.

This function is not just for showing off. When necessary, Tang San can also transform all the spirit rings on his body into red hundred thousand year spirit rings to scare away the enemy.

"What? You are really just a Soul Master..."

After seeing the three soul rings on the masked young man, Zhao Wuji finally believed that the person standing in front of him was a "real" War Soul Master.

"Fuck you, you're just a useless soul master, and you almost scared me."

Zhao Wuji had already started cursing in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that his arms were cut off and the unbearable pain that had caused him to lose the mood, he would have laughed out loud.

It is really a pipe dream for a Soul Master to want to break the defense of Acalanatha Zhao Wuji.

"It looks like I don't have to die today."

Zhao Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately turned to Bibi Dong, bowed tremblingly, and said.

"Thank you, Your Holiness, for giving me, Wuji, a way out... If you have any instructions in the future, Wuji is willing to follow your Holiness's arrangements."

It was naturally a very smart choice for Zhao Wuji to express his willingness to join the Spirit Hall at this time, because now his arms were broken and his strength was greatly reduced, and Flanders might not be willing to protect him. It would be better for him to join the Spirit Hall, even if he became a dog, it would be better than living a life of shame.

Bibi Dong ignored Zhao Wuji and just looked at him with contempt.

Then, Zhao Wuji turned around, looked at Tang San, gritted his teeth, but spoke confidently.

"Boy, I promise you, no matter how hard you try, I, Zhao Wuji, will never fight back. No matter if it takes one or three incense sticks, I will take it all... His Holiness the Pope has given you this opportunity, I hope you won't regret it, otherwise it will damage His Holiness the Pope's reputation."

Although Zhao Wuji's arms were broken and bleeding profusely, there was still obvious contempt in his eyes when facing a Soul Master.

After all, this Acala was born to be a bully of the weak and afraid of the strong.

"Okay... then I won't be polite."

Tang San, wearing a black mask, smiled slightly, then slowly walked in front of Zhao Wuji and said.

It won’t take several incense sticks, just one incense stick of time. If you can hold on, you win, Zhao Wou-ki.

After saying this, Tang San raised his right fist, and then his first and second soul rings lit up at the same time.

First Soul Skill: Blue Silver Amplification...

Second soul skill, double soul power...

In an instant, a deep blue light gathered on Tang San's fist, and the surrounding air seemed to begin burning, making a slight sound.

Then, another red light gathered on Tang San's forehead. Obviously, his soul power had also been amplified.

Tang San's current soul power level is indeed close to level 36. He had previously swallowed the Eight Spider Lance soul bone in the Star Dou Great Forest, and with the addition of the divine soul ring of the Clear Sky Hammer, he had risen four levels in a row.

Therefore, now, Tang San’s first spirit skill: Blue Silver Amplification has increased his own strength by 180%. After level , it can reach %.

Combined with the original power, this increase is equivalent to triple Kaio-ken.

If you continue to practice, you can reach 20x Kaio-ken, x Kaio-ken, x Kaio-ken...

The doubling of his soul power allowed Tang San's soul power, which was originally only level 35, to soar to the level of a level 50 soul king in a short period of time...

"Hmm? Tang San's spirit power seems to have suddenly increased a lot. His spirit power is definitely more than level 35 now."

Bibi Dong, who possesses a powerful mental power, also clearly discovered at this moment that Tang San's soul power had been greatly improved, as if it had suddenly risen by more than ten levels.

Originally Bibi Dong thought that Tang San would use the same weapon to attack again, but she didn't expect that Tang San would give her a new shock this time.

"You...you...what did you say just now? One stick of incense...one stick of incense is enough..."

At this moment, looking at the mysterious man in front of him whose momentum suddenly soared, Zhao Wuji suddenly remembered that when he was assessing the new students not long ago, he seemed to have said arrogantly that as long as they could hold out for an incense stick of time under his command, Zhao Wuji, they would be considered the winner...

"Could it be... Could it be that you are..."

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt a familiar and terrifying power from the mysterious man in front of him. His old eyes widened and he thought of the young man's name.

But before he could say anything, Tang San had already punched him hard in the face, and the surrounding air twisted and exploded.

"Snapped……"

"go……"

Tang San roared and struck hard, with the sound of broken nose bone, and the punch sent Zhao Wuji's short and fat body flying.

Several of Zhao Wuji's teeth were broken out and he felt blood from his nose flowing into his mouth. Before he could recover, he saw a shadow chasing after him.

Then there was a continuous barrage of punches, one after another, hitting Zhao Wuji's old face.

"Ah, fight, fight, fight, fight..."

Tang San released his inner enthusiasm wantonly, without any reservation at this moment, and released all the strength and passion that had not been released during this period. After all, in order to pick up girls and hide secrets, Tang San had not revealed his true strength, and now, he could finally release it properly.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

Every time Tang San punched, there was an explosion and the sound of bones breaking. He could clearly see Zhao Wuji's old face constantly changing shape, and the bones inside were breaking apart piece by piece...

He didn't know how many punches he had thrown in total. He only remembered that at the beginning Zhao Wuji was just screaming in pain, but later Zhao Wuji started to scream miserably. At this time, Zhao Wuji's old face was no longer visible. He couldn't even tell where the nose, mouth, and eyes were.

However, Zhao Wuji didn't fight back...he just fell into the mud and continued to be beaten.

In fact, it’s not that Zhao Wuji didn’t want to fight back, but he really didn’t have any chance to fight back. His arms were broken, and the wounds were still bleeding. During the few minutes that Tang San attacked him, his soul power was completely exhausted.

But even so, relying on his powerful body of Acalanatha, Zhao Wuji did not die on the spot.

Until Tang San was already out of breath and stopped attacking.

Zhao Wuji, whose old face was almost beaten to pieces, finally breathed a sigh of relief and uttered a weak voice.

"Your Holiness... I... I didn't fight back... Please... Please..."

"Oh, it's so hard, it's not dead yet."

Tang San sneered, glanced at the incense stick on the ground, and said with regret.

"What a pity, the incense hasn't gone out yet... Then let's continue the fight, but before that, I can show you who I really am."

After saying that, Tang San took off the mask on his face, revealing his handsome and slightly childish face.

Sure enough, after seeing Tang San's face, Zhao Wuji's old face, which was already unbearable to look at, began to twitch.

"Tang San... Tang San... I didn't expect it was really you. Why? Why did you treat Shrek like this... Your father, your father clearly..."

Zhao Wuji's smashed mouth was still trembling. Suddenly, Tang San rushed in front of him again, raised his palm and slapped his old face.

At the same time, a strong whirlwind quickly gathered in Tang San's palm, and a small blue spiral ball took shape instantly.

"Hehe, Rasengan...what do you want to say? Zhao Wuji, quickly shut up for your third brother..."

Tang San slammed the Rasengan in his hand hard on Zhao Wuji's old face. The strong whirlwind pushed Zhao Wuji and the soil under his feet, and directly blew him away, creating a three-meter-deep pit ten meters away.

At this time, Zhao Wuji's body was in the pit, his nose, ears, mouth, and eyes were all bleeding... his head was also seriously injured. He could no longer speak a word and his consciousness was a little blurred.

"That guy is only breathing his last breath. Dong'er, we must root out the problem at its roots. I will go and get rid of him once and for all..."

Tang San smiled at Bibi Dong, and after getting the latter's affirmation, he quickly rushed into the pit.

Feeling the faint breathing sound and looking at the horrible old face in front of him, Tang San smiled coldly and said.

"Acalanatha, it seems that you are really stubborn. This time I won't use a shotgun. I will use a hammer to smash your head... to avenge those soul masters who died at your hands."

So at this moment, what kind of hammer would Tang San use to blow Zhao Wuji's head apart?

Of course it’s the Clear Sky Hammer.

But with Bibi Dong around, Tang San couldn't openly take out the Clear Sky Hammer and smash the head of Acala. Now he didn't want to reveal that he was Tang Hao's son.

So what should we do?

With a slight thought in his mind, Tang San had already thought of a solution.

He only needed to use an ordinary sledgehammer to smash Zhao Wuji's head first. After Bibi Dong was sure that Zhao Wuji was about to die and had lost interest, he would quietly change to a small hammer at the last moment, so that he could easily smash Zhao Wuji's head.

Now Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer has only evolved to level 35, so on the surface, it looks like an ordinary black hammer.

Thinking of this, Tang San selected some items in the Blue Star Mall again, stood in the pit for a long time, and finally took out a big hammer used to break down doors in Blue Star.

After raising the big iron hammer with both hands, Tang San aimed at Zhao Wuji's head, then exerted force and smashed it down with a fierce hammer.

"Boom..."

When the hammer came down, Tang San saw that Zhao Wuji's head did not break into pieces, and there was not even any change. It seems that the vitality of this Acalanatha is really strong. After all, he is a level 76 Soul Saint, and an ordinary hammer cannot kill him.

But... this is not important. It's just for show. I will replace it with the Clear Sky Hammer later.

Thinking in his mind, Tang San raised the big iron hammer in his hand again, and then smashed it on Zhao Wuji's head again and again, while still shouting.

"Eighty...eighty...eighty..."

Maybe Tang San’s shouting was too loud, Bibi Dong became a little impatient, she flashed and came behind Tang San and said.

"Don't worry about him, Tang San. He has been hit by my Eternal Wound. He can only live for a few more minutes at most... And... what do you mean by that eighty eighty?"

"Well..."

Tang San thought to himself, smiled awkwardly, and said.

"This is because when I was a kid, my dad taught me how to forge iron, but I didn't want to practice because I thought it was too tiring. So, in order to reward me, my dad gave me copper coins for every hammer strike. The big hammer was worth 80, and the small hammer was worth 40. I really miss those days... so I want to continue playing..."

"That's it, okay..."

Bibi Dong was speechless about the strange yet charming young man in front of her. Seeing Tang San continue to turn around and swing the big hammer in his hand, she ignored him and turned around to check if there were any Soul Emperor or Soul Saint level teachers in the academy.

Feeling that Bibi Dong's energy was already far away from him, Tang San finally relaxed his vigilance. He took a few breaths, put away the big hammer, then stretched out his left hand and released the blue Clear Sky Hammer.

Looking at Zhao Wuji who still had a trace of consciousness, Tang San said with an evil smile on his face.

"The big hammer is done, now it's time to try the small hammer..."

After saying that, Tang San swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand and smashed it hard on Zhao Wuji's head.

(End of this chapter)