Tang San was relentlessly pursued on the arena by dozens of golden fireballs that seemed to have eyes. Even his continuous use of Blue Silver Grass skills was futile; he was completely countered by the flames and made no progress.
"You bastard, you ambushed me!"
Tang San's purple eyes flashed with anger as he dodged the fireballs while shouting furiously.
Luo Yu sat there, too lazy to speak, responding to Tang San with several scorching and terrifying fiery fists.
In the midst of the crisis, Tang San gradually regained his usual fighting rhythm, dodging and weaving on the wide arena, occasionally using his soul skills to delay and dodge the fireball attacks.
In real life, Tang San is usually very calm during battles and doesn't waste as much time talking.
However, when facing Luo Yu, his emotions always inexplicably spiral out of control. Perhaps it's because the unknown strength of his opponent instills a subconscious fear in him, making him lack the confident composure he displays against others.
Luo Yu, watching Tang San regain his rhythm and attempt a counterattack, becomes more serious. If Tang San had acted like that earlier, he wouldn't have been worthy of being his opponent. After all, how often do people who start with empty talk end up badly?
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!!"
A dozen streaks of cold light burst forth from Tang San's fingers, shooting rapidly through the gaps in the golden fireballs at tricky angles, aiming for Luo Yu's eyes, shoulders, and throat.
The cold light whistled as it flew through the air, targeting different vital points, showing that Tang San was holding nothing back.
The audience gasped in astonishment, seeing for the first time someone wield hidden weapons with such mastery, controlling ten hidden weapons to arc through the air towards different vital points.
They finally understood: Tang San must have assumed Luo Yu was physically disabled, which was why he dared to challenge him. While cursing Tang San's shamelessness, they couldn't help but sigh that if Tang San only used such tricky long-range attacks, Luo Yu was in grave danger.
Countless gazes turned to Luo Yu, wondering how he would respond. Would he dodge? It seemed too late, and the man didn't seem to intend to dodge.
The hidden weapon, carrying a cold glint, pierced through the air, and a scene that shocked the entire audience unfolded.
Luo Yu's left eye gleamed slightly with golden light, and his hands were covered in golden flames. He moved rapidly, drawing ten golden trajectories in the air. The remaining fire marks in mid-air looked mysterious and extraordinary, like a thousand-armed golden Buddha statue.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!!"
A series of crisp sounds rang out, and the audience gasped.
"Holy crap, what kind of hand speed is that?"
"How is that possible? He caught it?? Catching a hidden weapon bare-handed?"
Even the most clueless viewers understood one thing: blocking a hidden weapon and catching it bare-handed at the moment of attack are the same thing, but they reveal a world of difference in skill.
Looking at the ten bone-piercing nails that Luo Yu had steadily held between his fingers, Tang San, who had just escaped the pursuit of the Fire Fist, was dumbfounded and somewhat incredulous. He had fired bone-piercing nails , after all.
Bone-piercing nails are among the heaviest small hidden weapons, and combined with his internal energy and the penetrating properties of the nails, their power to break through defenses at a fixed point was enough to reach its peak. Now, not only had they been casually blocked, but they had been caught with his fingers?
Tang San was somewhat shocked, his heart churning, but remembering his hidden killing move, he regained his confidence.
Luo Yu looked up at Tang San, still somewhat curious about the Tang Clan's unique hidden weapons. "Little San, show us something real, this isn't enough."
"What did you call me??" Tang San exploded on the spot, his purple eyes even showing faint bloodshot veins.
"Clatter!"
A silent reply, golden flames burned fiercely at Luo Yu's fingertips, the so-called bone-piercing nails turning into molten iron in Luo Yu's hands, dripping onto the arena floor with a sizzling sound.
This move instantly won cheers from the audience, and further provoked Tang San to attack in anger.
Tang San's feet moved with mysterious and complex steps, his figure turning and shooting out more than a dozen cold lights from his hands, but that was far from the end.
Tang San's hands moved constantly like butterflies flitting among flowers, sometimes flicking, sometimes deflecting, and one cold light after another shot out from his hands, targeting Luo Yu's vital points.
"Tsk tsk."
Luo Yu seemed to be admiring the scenery, his hands reaching out like phantoms, as if plucking leaves to pick flowers. He effortlessly caught hidden weapons with his flame-wrapped palms, occasionally swaying his wheelchair to avoid attacks aimed at his legs.
Tang San was shocked. This was the first time the Tang Clan had encountered such a strange opponent. Others either dodged or took the hits head-on, but this guy could catch as many hidden weapons as he threw with his bare hands?
The audience stared intently at the arena, afraid to miss a single exciting moment. Luo Yu's hand speed and eye power were simply astonishing, almost superhuman.
Tang San gritted his teeth, "I don't believe you, this cripple, can catch them all."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"
Willow-leaf daggers, flying locust stones, coin darts, bone-piercing nails—various hidden weapons bloomed continuously in Tang San's rain of gold-sprinkling techniques. Some flew straight, some diagonally, some circled behind him, all with the same ultimate goal: to avoid Luo Yu's magical hands and strike his body.
"Huff, huff, huff!!" Tang San gasped for breath, staring wide-eyed at the man in the wheelchair as if he had seen a real devil.
The audience was also dumbfounded, their clenched hands a testament to their surging emotions. "Is this a 100% bare-handed catching of hidden weapons?"
"Could these two have rehearsed a script and then come to the arena to act?"
"It's good to have the strength to defend against hidden weapons, but to catch a whole bunch of them bare-handed is truly something I've never seen before."
Luo Yu held a handful of hidden weapons in his hands, a large and small bunch of various shapes, though some had slipped through his fingers, those aimed at his feet. He wasn't an ape; he couldn't reach them.
"Not throwing them?"
Luo Yu sensed that Tang San was probably tired, so he casually glanced at the handful of hidden weapons he was holding. To be honest, they were quite exquisitely crafted.
"Clang!"
A large burst of golden flames shot up, instantly turning all the hidden weapons into molten iron. Luo Yu quickly enveloped and controlled them with his soul power, secretly activating the power of his second spirit to rapidly cool and condense them into two small spheres.
"Clatter, clatter."
Luo Yu sat in his wheelchair, his long black hair fluttering in the wind. His handsome eyebrows and otherworldly aura exuded extraordinary talent. However, the two spheres he was constantly swirling in his hands looked somewhat incongruous, adding to his peculiar aura.
Watching Luo Yu's movements and hearing the crisp sound of the spheres colliding, the audience seemed somewhat mesmerized, their hands, though empty, began to swirl along with him.
Tang San, on the other hand, looked ashen-faced and trembled violently.
He was partly shocked, but largely enraged. He felt Luo Yu's actions were mocking him, when in reality Luo Yu was just having a sudden whim and finding it amusing.
"You think this is over?"
Tang San charged forward furiously. While the audience was still confused, Luo Yu had already seen through the deception. This guy was either going to use a powerful hidden weapon or a hammer to ambush him.
Sure enough, as Tang San approached Luo Yu, he grinned, "Kid, didn't expect that, did you? I have a second martial soul!"
The Blue Silver Grass in his right hand vanished instantly, and his left hand flashed with dark light. A dark, heavy iron hammer, engraved with intricate patterns, appeared instantly and swung towards Luo Yu's head.
Instantly, the entire audience was shocked, and incredulous exclamations rang out. Even Emperor Xue Ye and others in the VIP room slammed their fists on their desks.
"Twin martial souls!!!"
"The number one weapon martial soul in the world, the Clear Sky Hammer???"
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