Chapter 82 Lu Ming VS Tang Hao! Supreme Blue Silver Emperor! The Group Leader's Terrifying Strength!
"What?"
Ah Yin, who was hiding behind Lu Ming, froze the moment she saw the plant.
That aura... that feeling of kinship...
Absolutely right!
That's the Blue Silver Emperor!
The one and only Blue Silver Emperor in this world!
"How is this possible... The group leader's martial soul is actually the Blue Silver Emperor?"
Ah Yin covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She thought she was the only emperor in the world, but she never expected that this mysterious group leader would have the same Blue Silver Emperor as her.
At that moment, Tang Hao, who was about to bring down the hammer, suddenly froze.
His pupils contracted sharply as he looked at the blue-gold light grass in Lu Ming's hand.
"Blue Silver Emperor?!"
He was all too familiar with that aura.
Back then, Ah Yin was just like that, able to command all plants, with endless vitality.
"I see..."
A look of realization crossed Tang Hao's face, which quickly turned into deep disdain.
"No wonder you saved Ah Yin; it turns out you also possess this kind of useless martial soul."
In his eyes, Blue Silver Grass was a useless martial soul. Even if it evolved into Blue Silver Emperor, it would still not change the fact that it was grass.
Grass is weak and meant to be trampled on.
How can it compare to the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit in the world?
"I thought you were so great that you dared to play tricks on me."
Tang Hao grinned maliciously, and most of his fear instantly dissipated.
"It's just a mere Blue Silver Emperor, how dare it block my way?"
"Even if you are a Title Douluo, or even a Limit Douluo, you are nothing but a bunch of weeds in front of my Clear Sky Hammer!"
He has absolute self-confidence.
Even though he is injured and his strength is only level 95, he is still Haotian Douluo!
Back when he first became a Title Douluo, he was able to beat Qian Xunji, who was at level 95, half to death. Even when Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo joined forces, they were no match for him.
Taking on challenges beyond his level is as easy for him as eating and drinking.
What's more, the opponent is just a guy who carries grass.
"Die!"
Tang Hao roared and no longer hesitated.
He decided to finish the fight quickly and unleash his strongest attack to smash the pretentious masked man into a pulp!
"Great! Sumeru! Hammer!"
These four words, uttered by Tang Hao, were like thunderclaps.
His spirit rings began to tremble violently, and an extremely violent power was frantically injected into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.
The already enormous hammerhead expanded even further, its patterns lighting up and turning into a dark red, blood-red light.
This strike brought together all his energy and spirit.
This strike is enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, and to dam rivers!
"Die!!!"
Tang Hao leaped high into the air, gripped the hammer handle tightly with both hands, and brought it crashing down on Lu Ming's head with the force of Mount Tai.
The space itself groaned under the weight of that hammer blow, as if it were about to crumble at any moment.
However.
Lu Ming simply turned slightly to the side.
The movements looked slow and deliberate, yet they were incredibly fast.
It was as if he had predicted all of Tang Hao's attack trajectories, or as if he had never been there in the first place.
call!
The Haotian Hammer, powerful enough to shatter the void, grazed Lu Ming's clothes and struck empty air.
Tang Hao was startled.
Wow, that's fast!
But he reacted extremely quickly, taking advantage of the momentum of his fall, he twisted his wrist and swept the Haotian Hammer out horizontally.
"Hide? Let's see where you can hide!"
Just then.
Lu Ming made a move.
He stopped hiding.
He gently waved the Blue Silver Emperor in his hand.
There were no earth-shattering sounds, and no flashy soul skill effects.
Only a single, seemingly fragile blue-gold vine extends, lashing out like a whip.
But this vine was wrapped with a terrifying power that could change the very fabric of the world.
That's... the entire soul power of a level 98 Super Douluo!
That was the domineering power of the Blue Silver Emperor reigning supreme!
Snap!
The long vine struck first, landing on the massive head of the Haotian Hammer.
In that instant, time seemed to stand still.
Immediately afterwards.
An indescribable force erupted.
"What?!"
Tang Hao felt an overwhelming force coming from the hammer handle, and his tiger's mouth instantly split open, with blood splattering everywhere.
His pride and joy were as fragile as an infant's in the face of this vine.
boom--!
It was accompanied by a deafening roar.
Tang Hao, hammer and all, was sent flying like a cannonball.
His body traced a tragic parabola through the air, crashing into and snapping one towering tree after another.
Click! Click! Click!
Countless ancient trees, some hundreds or even thousands of years old, snapped in half under the force of this impact, sending wood chips and dust flying everywhere.
He flew backwards for hundreds of meters, carving a deep trench in the ground, and crashed into a boulder before finally coming to a stop.
"puff--"
Tang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with fragments of broken internal organs.
He struggled to stand up, only to find that the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was trembling, a mournful cry of a severely damaged martial spirit.
"How is this possible..."
Tang Hao stared wide-eyed at the still calm and collected figure in the distance.
At this moment, he was disheveled and covered in blood; where was the majesty of Haotian Douluo?
There was only endless terror and disbelief.
"How could you be so strong?!"
"Even if you're a Limit Douluo, my Great Sumeru Hammer can still put up a fight... not to mention your martial soul is just a useless Blue Silver Grass..."
One move.
It was just one move.
He didn't even light up his spirit rings; he just waved his hand casually.
He swatted away like a fly, even though he had used the ultimate technique of the Great Sumeru Hammer.
This difference in strength is like an insurmountable chasm.
Ah Yin opened her eyes at this moment, looking at the disheveled Tang Hao in the distance, and then at the back of the figure in front of her.
She covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.
The group owner is amazing!
That's ridiculously strong!
At this moment, Tang Hao's heart was filled with turbulent emotions.
fear.
An unprecedented fear gripped his heart.
Even when facing the level 99 Limit Douluo Qian Daoliu, he had never felt such a despairing sense of oppression.
This person's strength is unfathomable; it's impossible to see through him!
"escape!"
This thought instantly occupied Tang Hao's mind.
What secrets about Ah Yin, what opportunities to become a god, are all insignificant in the face of life.
If we don't run now, we'll really die here today!
Tang Hao gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the injuries in his body. A flash of blood-red light appeared on his body as he directly used the burst speed brought by the exploding ring.
Whoosh!
He transformed into a streak of crimson light and fled madly into the depths of the forest without looking back.
That speed was twice as fast as when they came.
In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the night.
Lu Ming remained standing in the same spot, without giving chase.
He looked in the direction where Tang Hao had disappeared, his brows furrowing slightly beneath his mask.
Just a moment ago, he sensed an extremely subtle yet murderous and evil aura emanating from Tang Hao.
That aura did not belong to Tang Hao, but came from a higher level of existence.
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