Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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In the moment when dozens of lightning-infused thunder arrows struck Qian Renhan, he quickly covered his body with soul power, forming a protective membrane. If it were a concentrated attack like the Thunder Dragon Claw, the sheer force could overpower the Fallen Angel's absorption speed. However, with the scattered thunder arrows, before they could breach his protective membrane, they were absorbed as pure soul power, returning to Qian Renhan's body.

"How is this possible? Thunderstorm—this is my strongest move!" Yu Tianyuan exclaimed in disbelief. He could not accept that his full-strength attack had failed to cause any harm.

"You can go down now." Qian Renhan casually swung his sword, striking Yu Tianyuan in the face and sending him flying off the arena.

"Next."

After defeating two opponents, Qian Renhan's voice remained as calm as ever, with no hint of emotion. Even after defeating the strongest member of the Blue Electric Tyrant Clan's Tianzi generation, there was no sign of joy on his face, as though it were all completely expected.

Yu Longchen's expression darkened. The strongest of the younger generation in the Blue Electric Tyrant Clan had already been defeated. Was he supposed to have someone from the older generation step up? The older generation had some soul emperors, but they were all at least three times older than Qian Renhan. Sending them out would not only be a difficult battle but would also embarrass the Blue Electric Tyrant Clan.

At that moment, Tang Xiao spoke respectfully: "Senior Longchen, His Holiness the Pope, the young master of your esteemed hall is indeed exceptionally talented. It's hard to find anyone in the same rank who can match him. Our young generation at the Clear Sky Sect also wishes to have a spar with your esteemed young master."

"I've said before, any member of the younger generation may step forward, and we naturally welcome the young generation of your sect," Qian Xunji said with a faint smile. His gaze turned toward Tang Xiao, and he spoke silently, his voice entering Tang Xiao's mind. "Tang Xiao, do you have any news about Tang Hao and that 100,000-year soul beast?"

Tang Xiao's muscular frame trembled slightly, and he responded through soul transmission, "Your Holiness, Brother Hao has been missing for many years, and I have no information regarding him."

Qian Xunji narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "I hope you're not deceiving me. A 100,000-year soul beast has taken human form and entered the human world. No one knows what it wants. If it intends to gather intelligence about the soul master world to assess the strength of the human forces and then connect with the soul beast clans to start a beast wave, it would cause immense chaos."

"I understand, Your Holiness. The Clear Sky Sect will also do its utmost to search for any information about Brother Hao and A Yin," Tang Xiao replied, though internally, he was disdainful. What nonsense about A Yin being a spy for the soul beast clan—he had spent three years with her and knew she was a kind-hearted fairy. She had healed everyone, whether humans or soul beasts, who were wounded along the way. She never had any harmful intentions toward the human world. Claiming that they desired her soul ring and bones was a hollow excuse to justify their actions.

On the arena, a boy about ten or eleven years old, broad-shouldered and almost 1.5 times taller than Qian Renhan, with bronze-colored skin and an ordinary appearance but sharp, determined eyes, walked forward.

"Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hu, Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer, 29th-level Power Attack Soul Master!"

Two yellow soul rings rose from Tang Hu's feet, and a powerful, domineering black soul power surged in his right hand, transforming into a large, barrel-sized black hammer surrounded by lightning.

Qian Renhan's gaze sharpened slightly. Clear Sky Hammer... The soul weapon recognized as the strongest in the world. It has a suppressive effect on all weapon-type soul weapons. But it's just a hammer—how exactly does it counter all weapon-type soul weapons on the continent?

Tang Hu gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, took a heavy step forward, and swung it horizontally with both hands, aiming for Qian Renhan's lower back, seemingly intending to replicate the earlier move where Qian Renhan had defeated Yu Tianyuan with a single sword strike.

The strongest weapon-type Martial Soul in the world. Since it's a hammer, let me see its power.

Qian Renhan could only think of the destructive power of the hammer. Knowing that he would not be foolish enough to face it head-on, he gripped his sword with his left hand, thrusting it into the ground as he flipped into the air. As his body and arm rose higher, the sword slowly lifted as well. Just as he reached the peak of his leap, Tang Hu's hammer struck.

"Clang—"

A sharp sound echoed as the black long sword, formed from soul power, shattered. Qian Renhan's left hand vibrated slightly, a tingling sensation running through it, and he nearly flew off in the direction of Tang Hu's hammer swing.

Tang Xiao gave a slight smile, remaining calm and composed. Qian Renhan's sword was shattered, and his attack method was now rendered useless. The balance of victory had now shifted in their favor. Even though the Fallen Angel had the ability to absorb soul power, the Clear Sky Hammer didn't use soul power—it only enhanced its destructive force. A single hit would shatter the body.

"The power is indeed immense," Qian Renhan said, shaking his left hand. He leaned back, steadying himself, and stood on the arena once more, about three meters away from Tang Hu, maintaining a safe distance.

Tang Hu curled the corner of his mouth, pointing the hammer at Qian Renhan. Facing a member of the Angel clan from the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky Sect's Tang family held a sense of pride. They took pride in crushing the descendants of the Angel Clan because their ancestor, Tang Chen, had once defeated the high-ranking elder of Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, in a fair duel. So, what if the Fallen Angel was strong? He could still be crushed by a hammer.

Tang Hu then took his stance, channeling power into the Clear Sky Hammer, which began to swing. Remarkably, with each swing, the black light on the hammer grew more intense, and the air pressure around it became more violent.

"Chaos Storm Hammer Technique!"

Some experienced soul masters in the audience recognized this as the Clear Sky Sect's signature self-created soul skill.

The Chaos Storm Hammer Technique allowed the power from each swing to accumulate, with a maximum of eighty-one strikes. When the hammer was swung eighty-one times, the force was enough to cause an earth-shattering impact.

"Brother, we can't let him continue to accumulate!"

From the audience, Qian Renxue shouted. This hammer technique was feared by everyone in Spirit Hall. Once it started, they knew that the only way to prevent its devastating power was to interrupt it before it fully charged.

Tang Xiao coughed lightly and spoke up, "Your Holiness, isn't the Holy Maiden violating the rules?"

Qian Xunji's expression darkened slightly, and he scolded, "Xue'er, no reminding!"

Seeing Qian Xunji's discomfort, Yu Longchen, Ning Fengzhi, and Chen Xin from the audience all visibly relaxed. The overwhelming aura Qian Renhan had exuded when he swiftly defeated Yu Tianyuan and effortlessly overcame Yu Tianshuang had been so strong that it made everyone uneasy.

What are you doing, little Han? Qian Xunji stared at Qian Renhan on the arena. He seemed completely indifferent, just silently waiting for Tang Hu to finish accumulating his strikes. Qian Xunji couldn't understand. Xue'er had already warned him, and he didn't believe that Qian Renhan had never read any books about the Clear Sky Sect and the Chaos Storm Hammer Technique.

"Chaos Storm Hammer Technique, thirty-six strikes!"

Once the power accumulation reached its peak, Tang Hu leaped into the air. The Clear Sky Hammer, now completely enveloped in dark light, came crashing down. Both Qian Xunji on the platform and the audience, including Cang Xian and She Mao, were ready to step in and intervene. But would Qian Renhan really be so foolish?

At the moment when Tang Hu's legs bent to unleash the strike, Qian Renhan's eight wings as a Fallen Angel flapped once, and his entire body soared into the air, evading Tang Hu's hammer.

(End of Chapter)