bookbashuk Chapter 300 Tang 3, you lost!
Chapter 300 Tang 3, you lost!
Chapter 300 Tang San, you've lost!
Although Tang San had already used his most powerful sixth soul skill, he clearly realized that he was completely unable to withstand Huo Yuhao's fierce attack.
The sword light, like a shooting star, carried an irresistible force and hurtled straight toward Tang San.
In this life-or-death moment, Tang San did not show the slightest hesitation.
"Ring explosion!"
Tang San let out a heart-shaking roar, and the spirit ring on the Clear Sky Hammer, which shone with the light of fifty thousand years, exploded in an instant.
As the spirit ring shattered, the broken ring transformed into streams of pure energy, flowing into Tang San's body like rivers flowing into the sea.
In that instant, Tang San felt his power surge like a volcanic eruption.
His muscles were bulging, his bones were trembling, and every cell in his body was cheering as if welcoming a feast of power.
However, Tang San knew this was not enough. He couldn't let Huo Yuhao's attack succeed; he had to make an even more extreme choice.
So, without any hesitation, Tang San decided to continue detonating his spirit rings. He also detonated his second spirit ring, the one containing 60,000 years of power, without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, the third spirit ring, the seventy-thousand-year-old spirit ring, also shattered into pieces.
As the two spirit rings exploded, two even more terrifying streams of spirit power surged into Tang San's body.
This time, the surge of power was so intense that it created a massive vortex of soul power around Tang San.
This vortex was like a black hole that devoured everything, distorting the surrounding air and light.
Tang San's body was at the center of the vortex, as if he had become the embodiment of power, and his eyes shone with a firm and resolute light.
The surrounding audience, whether friend or foe, were utterly stunned by this scene.
They had never seen anyone use their soul power so recklessly, nor had they ever imagined that someone could elevate themselves to such a terrifying level in such a short time.
Tang San's series of actions undoubtedly became an indelible memory in their hearts.
Seeing Tang San's strength steadily increasing, the smiles on the faces of the Clear Sky Sect disciples grew even brighter, as if they could already see the dawn of victory. Their eyes shone with boundless anticipation and confidence for the future.
"I never expected that Tang San would have already mastered the Ring Explosion technique. He's a true prodigy."
A young disciple of the Haotian Sect exclaimed in amazement, his voice filled with disbelief and admiration.
"Yes, the Ring Explosion Technique is the most difficult secret technique of our Clear Sky Sect. I never expected that Tang San would actually learn it at such a young age!"
Another disciple chimed in, his voice filled with pride and excitement.
When the topic of exploding rings came up again, all the disciples of the Haotian Sect wore expressions of pride.
The reason is that the inventor of this amazing technique of exploding rings was none other than their ancestor, Tang Chen!
Tang Chen's name is like a legend within the Haotian Sect, and his wisdom and power are praised by generations of disciples.
Even Qian Daoliu couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
As one of the three peerless masters, he had a profound understanding of the power of the exploding ring.
Sendou Ryu had personally experienced the power of the exploding ring.
When he competed against Tang Chen, Tang Chen used this skill.
Without using the explosive ring technique, these three peerless masters were evenly matched. Their strengths were nearly equal, and none could easily defeat the other.
However, if Tang Chen were to unleash all nine of his rings and use the Great Sumeru Haotian Hammer, his strength would undoubtedly be the strongest among the three peerless masters.
However, compared to Tang Chen, this greenhorn in front of him was far inferior. Although Tang San was exceptionally talented, his strength and experience were still far behind Tang Chen's.
Tang San is no match for Huo Yuhao now.
As expected, after this fierce collision, Tang San's body was once again sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
He fell heavily to the ground, raising dust and creating a very messy scene.
Even more terrifying was that Huo Yuhao's sword strike was not only incredibly powerful but also extremely precise, leaving a deep sword mark directly on Tang San's incredibly hard Clear Sky Hammer.
The sword mark seemed to proclaim that Tang San's martial soul had suffered an unprecedented and severe injury.
With his martial spirit severely damaged, Tang San involuntarily knelt on the ground, his body swaying precariously.
He tried to stand up, but each attempt ended in failure, and in the end he could only helplessly spit out a mouthful of blood.
Blood splattered on the ground, mixing with the dust to create a desolate scene.
Seeing Tang San lying on the ground, the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect were all stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief and shock.
"This, how is this possible? I'm not seeing things, am I?"
One of the disciples rubbed his eyes, feeling as if he were in an absurd dream.
"My worldview is about to be shattered," another disciple muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly.
In their eyes, Tang San, who was almost invincible among his peers, actually lost! How could this be?
Tang San's defeat was like the sky falling and the earth collapsing for them; their faith seemed to crumble at that moment.
Huo Yuhao, carrying his sword, walked step by step toward Tang San.
With each step he took forward, a new spirit appeared beside him.
First, the Ice Bear King, Xiaobai, appeared. His enormous body was like a moving iceberg, radiating a suffocating chill.
Then there's Hyotei; her cold and aloof demeanor and powerful aura make it impossible for anyone to look directly at her.
Following closely behind was the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, its round body tumbling in the air as if mocking Tang San's powerlessness.
Finally, there are the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings. Their enormous wings spread wide, and flames and ice intertwine around them, creating a spectacular sight.
The entire Soul Battle Arena is only about 100 meters in diameter, but the soul spirits around Huo Yuhao are all enormous, almost filling the entire arena.
All five spirits surrounded Huo Yuhao, each of them staring intently at Tang San, as if ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.
Huo Yuhao's aura appeared even more invincible against the backdrop of these spirits.
Looking at the spirits surrounding Huo Yuhao, Tang San felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
A flicker of despair flashed in his eyes, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, which seemed to be his final struggle and protest.
His body finally gave way, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.
Tang San was very familiar with these spirits.
Besides the Ice and Fire Dragon King and the two Dragon Kings, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, Ice Emperor, and Xiaobai had been following Huo Yuhao in his previous life.
I never expected that these guys would still be haunting me in this life.
Tang San couldn't even defeat Huo Yuhao alone, let alone with five other soul spirits.
Tang San then realized that Huo Yuhao had already reached a height that he could never reach.
Huo Yuhao naturally wouldn't give Tang San a chance to breathe, pointing his sword at Tang San's throat, his voice filled with killing intent: "Tang San, you've lost!"