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"Haotian Dance!"
As Tang Hao's cry of Haotian Dance resounded, Tang Hao rushed in front of Qian Chengxiao and smashed his Haotian Hammer down on Qian Chengxiao's head.
With a "boom," the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel behind Qian Chengxiao flashed with a black light. The top two black wings of the twelve wings on his back grew longer and larger, forming a shield in front of Qian Chengxiao.
Tang Hao's hammer directly struck it, creating a booming sound and sending dust flying.
"Not good!"
After Tang Hao's first hammer landed, his soul skill had two more subsequent attacks.
Unfortunately, before he could swing the next two hammers, Tang Hao sensed danger and instantly retreated.
In the instant he retreated, the second pair of wings on Qian Chengxiao's back stabbed towards him.
Watching the wings lengthen and stab towards him, Tang Hao's second and third hammers of the Haotian Dance struck the wings of the Fallen Angel.
With two "clangs," Tang Hao's first hammer landed on the left wing, and then he used the force to smash the incoming wing on the right.
He thought that blocking this attack would be enough.
But he never expected that a jet-black longsword would appear in Qian Chengxiao's defense at some point.
And this longsword was the one held by the Fallen Angel behind him.
However, the longsword held by the Fallen Angel had appeared in Qian Chengxiao's hand.
"First Soul Skill: Haotian Protection!"
Seeing the black longsword stabbing towards him, Tang Hao shouted loudly. As his First Soul Ring lit up, three transparent shields appeared, floating around Tang Hao.
With a "clang" as Qian Chengxiao thrust out his sword, one of the shields in front of Tang Hao shattered, and two shields continued to float around his body.
"You…"
"The sword in your hand, is it also your soul skill?"
Tang Hao, having distanced himself from Qian Chengxiao, looked at the black longsword in Qian Chengxiao's hand with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
If this black longsword was his soul skill, then his soul skill would be too useless.
"This sword is inherent to my Martial Soul."
Qian Chengxiao looked at Tang Hao, who had retreated to a safe distance, and smiled slightly at him.
"I see."
After hearing Qian Chengxiao's answer, Tang Hao looked at Qian Chengxiao, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "Next, I'm going to get serious!"
Because, from the brief exchange just now, he knew that Qian Chengxiao was not an invincible existence among his peers.
Even an ordinary Soul Grandmaster would capsize in the gutter when facing this child.
Moreover, the battle just now had aroused Tang Hao's desire to fight.
"Come on!"
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Qian Chengxiao looked at him with a smile, silently chanting in his heart: Second Soul Skill: Fallen Angel's Armament!
As Qian Chengxiao finished chanting, the second Soul Ring floating around him, the Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring, glowed slightly.
Tang Hao, standing opposite Qian Chengxiao, watched the faintly glowing Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring and his pupils contracted slightly.
So, the skill that could defend and attack just now wasn't a skill granted by the Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring, but from the Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
This kid's Thousand-Year Soul Ring Soul Skill is already so strong, then this Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring will probably be even more perverted.
Thinking of this, Tang Hao gripped the Haotian Hammer in his right hand and shouted, "Third Soul Skill: Unyielding Iron Bones!"
As Tang Hao used his Third Soul Skill, the Haotian Hammer in his hand glowed slightly.
His Soul Skill is a single-target support skill that increases attack power and strength by one hundred percent.
But it seems that it is not as good as an attack skill.
However, this skill, combined with their Haotian Sect's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, is perfect.
The most important point is that this skill will continue to increase with the user's strength.
As Tang Hao finished releasing his Third Soul Skill, Tang Xiao and Tang Tian, who were watching the battle from the side, looked at Qian Chengxiao with shock in their eyes.
It turned out that after Qian Chengxiao released his Second Soul Skill: Fallen Angel's Armament, the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel figure that was originally standing behind Qian Chengxiao directly merged into Qian Chengxiao's body.
As the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel merged into his body, Qian Chengxiao's back surged slightly.
With a "tearing" sound, as his upper clothes shattered, two pairs of jet-black wings grew from Qian Chengxiao's back.
"This is his Second Soul Skill?"
"He, he actually grew wings!"
Standing next to Tang Tian, looking at Qian Chengxiao, who was like a demon god at this time, his eyes were full of shock.
Even Tang Tian was shocked when he saw this scene.
As for Tang Yuehua on the side, after her body recovered, she looked at Qian Chengxiao like a little fan girl.
Especially now, she has completely become a nymphomaniac.
The exaggerated and domineering two pairs of jet-black wings opened behind Qian Chengxiao, and with the appearance of the wings, Qian Chengxiao's temperament also changed.
For Tang Yuehua, the gentle Qian Chengxiao, who used to give people a feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze, now exudes such a domineering and arrogant aura.
"Second round, start!"
Qian Chengxiao looked at Tang Hao, who was slightly dazed in front of him, smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed, and his whole person turned into a black light and took the initiative to rush towards Tang Hao.
"Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!"
Looking at Qian Chengxiao who took the initiative to attack, Tang Hao came back to his senses, did not hesitate, and directly waved the Haotian Hammer in his hand at Qian Chengxiao, smashing it at him.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of steel colliding violently echoed continuously in the Small Courtyard, and Tang Hao swung the Haotian Hammer faster and faster.
In less than a few breaths, he had already unleashed more than twenty hammer strikes.
And now, he could only swing thirty-six hammers at most!
The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique borrowed strength to amplify force, each swing and attack becoming stronger than the last.
But Tang Hao could feel that Qian Chengxiao, whom he faced, had black feathers on his exaggerated wings that reflected a dark light, as hard as iron.
Moreover, the four wings on his back continuously increased in speed along with his swinging of the Haotian Hammer.
He could feel that his trump card, his last resort, seemed like a bargaining chip that couldn't win against Qian Chengxiao.
Before the battle, he had even presumptuously said that he would acknowledge the other party as long as they could last half an incense stick's time in his hands.
Now it seemed that whether he could last half an incense stick's time in the other party's hands was a problem.
But now was not the time to give up.
I, Tang Ritian! Tang Hao, am a genius that the Haotian Sect produces once in a century, and he will not give up.
These thoughts flashed through Tang Hao's mind, and he became even more focused.
"Thirty-six hammers!"
"Thirty-seven hammers!"
"Forty-two hammers!!!"
"It's not over yet!"
"Again!!!"
""
"Forty-nine hammers!!!"
"Ah!!!"
As Tang Hao's roar resounded, Tang Hao's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique unleashed its final hammer.
Faced with this hammer, Qian Chengxiao could already feel a trace of threat from the forty-ninth hammer of the Chaotic Cloak.
As expected, the thirty-sixth, forty-ninth, and sixty-fourth hammers of the Haotian Hammer, as well as the final ninety-nine eighty-one hammers, were all a qualitative change.
Even though this hammer strike from Tang Hao was stronger than the combined attack power of the previous forty-eight hammers, it was only a slight threat to him.
Qian Chengxiao remained calm, and the four wings on his back instantly stabbed together towards the final hammer swung by Tang Hao.
Previously, Qian Chengxiao had only controlled the wings on his back to attack continuously, but each attack was only with one wing.
But this time, Qian Chengxiao directly converged the four wings into one, stabbing fiercely.
With a "Boom!" Qian Chengxiao's four-in-one wing attack collided with the Haotian Hammer swung by Tang Hao.
When the sharp wingtips of the wings collided with the Haotian Hammer, dust flew up around them, instantly blocking everyone's vision.
Of course, the flying dust only blocked the vision of Tang Xiao and Tang Yuehua.
As for Tang Tian, the flying dust was completely useless to him.
With a "whoosh," a dark shadow, like a large black rat, flew backward from the dust, crashing directly into the wall of the Small Courtyard, creating a large hole.
!!!!
Tang Tian, the only one who clearly saw the outcome of the battle, widened his eyes.
His son, Tang Hao, the genius of the Haotian Sect that appeared once in a century, and also the one who broke through realms the fastest in the Haotian Sect, the son he was so proud of.
With the strength of a Soul Grandmaster, he actually couldn't beat Qian Chengxiao, who only had Soul Power of level twenty-eight.
The person who flew backward from the dust was indeed his son, Tang Hao.
As for Qian Chengxiao, he stood in the dust, only taking a slight step back to dissipate the force of the last hammer swing from Hao'er.
Chengxiao's talent for battle is so high, it's truly terrifying.
Tang Tian could tell at a glance that the other party wasn't human.
Bah!
Tang Tian could tell the other party's combat skills at a glance.
When the two's attacks collided, the feathers on Qian Chengxiao's four pitch-black wings vibrated constantly.
Tang Tian could tell at a glance that the constantly vibrating feathers were continuously dissipating the power of Hao'er's last hammer swing.
And Qian Chengxiao, while dissipating the power, took a slight step back, completely dissipating all the power of Hao'er's hammer.
Then, with the wings exerting force, he directly blasted Tang Hao away.
Only at this moment did Tang Tian realize that Qian Chengxiao's words to his daughter were not youthful arrogance, nor youthful vigor.
What the other party said was the truth!
With a "boom," Qian Chengxiao, standing in the dust, suddenly flapped the wings on his back.
With this fan, the dust dissipated, and Qian Chengxiao, standing in place, appeared in everyone's view.
When Tang Yuehua saw Qian Chengxiao standing in place, her eyes lit up, and she trotted all the way, arriving at Qian Chengxiao's side with a face full of joy.
"Hehe, I knew that the person who was blasted away wasn't you!"
Hearing Tang Yuehua's words, looking at the smile on Tang Yuehua's face, Qian Chengxiao reached out and pinched her little nose, looking at her with doting eyes and laughing, "How can you be sure that the person who was blasted away wasn't me?"
"You told me to believe you!"
"Besides, even if you didn't tell me, I would still believe you!"
"Hehe~"
Listening to Qian Chengxiao's question, Tang Yuehua, standing in front of Qian Chengxiao, smiled, looking a bit silly.
She was already a bit silly, and now looking at her like this, she was almost a little fool!
"Cough cough~"
Tang Hao, who had been blasted away by Qian Chengxiao, also walked out from behind the hole in the wall at this time.
"You kid, you really are a pervert!"
"I acknowledge you, this brother-in-law!"
Tang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Qian Chengxiao standing beside Tang Yuehua, his eyes full of gratification.
"What about Tang Xiao, the eldest maternal uncle?"
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Qian Chengxiao smiled, then turned his head to look at Tang Xiao, who was standing beside Tang Tian and was somewhat dumbfounded.
"Of course, I acknowledge it!"
"Haha! I didn't expect that our Haotian Sect would actually produce a monster like you."
"Little Hao, father, and sister all acknowledge you, so what reason do I have not to?"
"Besides, brother-in-law, you are so outstanding, we are overjoyed, how could we not acknowledge you!"
Tang Xiao laughed heartily, his eyes full of satisfaction as he looked at Qian Chengxiao.
Good heavens, after all these years, someone can finally deal with this kid Tang Hao.
Over the years, he had never won against Tang Hao at the same level, and now, this Haodi fellow has finally suffered a loss.
Hahaha, happy.
"By the way, Chengxiao, what are your two Soul Skills?"
Tang Tian looked at Qian Chengxiao, gazing at the wings that had grown from his back, his eyes full of doubt.
Hearing Tang Tian's words, Qian Chengxiao retracted the wings that had grown from his back into his body.
The Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel that had originally merged into Qian Chengxiao's body reappeared behind Qian Chengxiao, then disappeared.
"Father-in-law, my First Soul Skill is called: Fallen Angel's Protection!"
"A single target defense skill. When released, the first pair of wings of the Fallen Angel's six pairs of wings protect the front, and then the second pair of wings launch a counterattack, increasing defense by 500%. As the Soul Ring increases, more wings extend to protect the front."
"The Second Soul Skill is called: Fallen Angel's Armament!"
"A single target auxiliary attack skill. After release, the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel behind will possess the user, allowing the possessed master to grow real wings. The grown wings can defend, attack, and fly, and the attack comes with penetration. The more Soul Rings are attached, the more wings grow from the back."
After hearing Qian Chengxiao describe his First and Second Soul Skills, everyone gasped.
Good heavens, these Soul Skills are simply too perverted.
Qian Chengxiao looked at the shock on everyone's faces and smiled slightly.
He thought to himself: I haven't told you about the abilities behind the First Soul Skill yet. If I did, wouldn't you be shocked to the point of dropping your jaws?
First Soul Skill: Fallen Angel's Protection, when six Soul Rings are attached, the Twelve Wings of the Fallen Angel protect the whole body, possessing a brief two seconds of invincibility, and reflecting twice the damage from the opponent back to the opponent.
This invincibility is a life-saving skill.
What's more, that heaven-defying ability to return twice the opponent's attack to the opponent.
Even a Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring doesn't have that.
Although he didn't understand why just a Three Thousand-Year Soul Ring could bring him such a heaven-defying skill.
As for the Second Soul Skill: Fallen Angel's Armament, after attaching six Soul Rings, twelve wings grow, ignoring 50% of the opponent's defense, regardless of rank!
Each of his soul skills is more heaven-defying than in his previous life.
He faintly felt that he possessed such terrifying soul skills because of his Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel Martial Soul.
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