Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 55 The Tang Family Heir? The Tang Family's Experiment?

His feet left deep marks on the ground as he tried to steady himself, but Wu Changkong's attacks were too fierce, leaving him somewhat overwhelmed.

Just then, a gust of wind blew in. The wind was like an invisible hand, propelling Xie Xie's body forward at high speed.

Xie Xie used the wind to accelerate, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Holding the Light Dragon Dagger, he raised his arm high and slashed a dazzling blade of light between Tang Wulin and Wu Changkong.

The blade's light, like lightning, ripped through the space above the training platform, carrying an indomitable momentum as it hurtled straight towards Wu Changkong.

Seeing this, Wu Changkong slightly shifted his body and easily jumped back to dodge.

His movements were fluid and seamless, executed in one go without the slightest hesitation.

However, before he could even stand firmly on his feet, a strange ripple suddenly came from the ground beneath his feet.

Suddenly, his legs gave way, and his body seemed to sink into an invisible swamp, rapidly plunging towards the ground.

At the same time, several ice spikes shot out from different directions like sharp arrows.

The icicle gleamed with a cold light, its tip incredibly sharp; it was clearly Gu Yue's masterpiece.

Despite the sudden attack, Wu Changkong remained calm and composed.

He smiled calmly, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the Heavenly Frost Sword in his hand seemed to come alive.

It deftly traced a graceful arc in mid-air, landing precisely on several icicles.

With a few soft cracking sounds, the ice cone was instantly shattered, turning into countless ice shards that scattered on the ground.

At the same time, Wu Changkong used the reaction force generated by the collision between the Heavenly Frost Sword and the ice cone to suddenly pull his body upward.

His body, like an eagle spreading its wings, leaped off the ground and out of the mud.

His movements were light and agile, which drew admiration from the onlookers.

But at this moment, before he had fully jumped up.

Countless blue silver grasses rapidly grew from all around the training platform, like green waves.

In an instant, they converged, transforming into a giant net that descended from above, enveloping Wu Changkong.

The dense net woven from blue silver grass seemed to have no gaps, leaving no place to escape.

Seeing this, Wu Changkong wanted to break through with a single sword strike.

However, just as he was about to swing his sword at the net, a fireball accompanied by a gust of wind came hurtling towards him.

The fireball, like the sun, radiated intense light and powerful energy.

The fireball and the gale merged together, and the three combined to create a massive fire net large enough to cover everything.

The fire net was extremely hot, and the surrounding air was scorched and distorted, as if forming an independent fiery space.

Seeing this, Wu Changkong did not hesitate and continued to thrust upwards.

He is no longer a wooden sword!

Just as he pierced through the fire net with his sword, Tang Wulin and Xie Xie above suddenly took advantage of the fire net's obscuring view and launched their attacks.

Seeing this, Wu Changkong's eyes flashed with satisfaction, but he still dodged the two's combined attack with a flash of movement, like a ghost.

Then, before Tang Wulin and Xie Xie could react, Wu Changkong suddenly appeared behind them.

"Snapped!"

Without hesitation, Wu Changkong kicked Xie Xie towards Gu Yue.

His kick was incredibly powerful, sending Xie Xie's body flying like a cannonball.

It traced an arc in the air and flew towards Gu Yue.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Changkong turned around and attacked Tang Wulin with his sword.

His swordplay was incredibly fierce. The Heavenly Frost Sword flashed with a cold light in the air, carrying a powerful sword aura that aimed directly at Tang Wulin's vital points.

Tang Wulin saw that his teammates were temporarily unable to provide support, but he showed no sign of backing down. His eyes revealed a resolute and determined look.

Having experienced the battle a week ago, he knew all too well.

In battle, there is no point in retreating; only by forging ahead can one have a chance of survival!
"Ding!"

The Frost Sword and the Flame Sword clashed once again.

The crisp sound echoed on the training platform, like a symphony of battle.

However, before Wu Changkong could continue to display his sword skills, Tang Wulin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.

Then, he quickly pulled out a hammer from behind him, the source of which was unknown.

The hammer exuded an ancient and weighty aura.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tang Wulin smashed his sword against the swords that the two were clashing with.

"clang!"

With a loud bang, a powerful force erupted instantly.

The sudden force caused Wu Changkong's calves to bend slightly, as if his body was bearing the weight of a mountain.

Under the impact of this powerful force, the ground beneath his feet could not withstand it and cracked open.

The cracks spread rapidly in all directions like a spider web, as if the earth was groaning in pain.

The next second, a powerful soul force erupted from Wu Changkong's body, and the soul force, like a surging tide, directly blasted Tang Wulin away.

"stop!"

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's command, Gu Yue and Xie Xie, who were about to rush forward, stopped.

Looking at Tang Wulin, who had been knocked away, and Wu Changkong, who had a serious expression, they knew that this practical training had come to a temporary end.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin abandoned his idea of ​​delivering a cliff-breaking sword strike to Wu Changkong's feet.

"Tang Wulin, where did this hammer of yours come from?"

Seeing Tang Wulin holding a sword in one hand and a hammer in the other, Wu Changkong asked with a serious expression.

"This? This is what I meant by the power of story writing."

"My martial spirit not only allows me to write stories, but also allows me to use my own power as a story to write."

"For example, this hammer of mine is where I write down the hidden power within me that I haven't yet awakened."

Tang Wulin explained, holding up the hammer in his hand.

Upon hearing Tang Wulin's explanation, Xie Xie and Gu Yue were both shocked, and even Wu Changkong fell into deep thought.

After a long pause, he finally asked.

"So, what was this hammer originally?"

"If I wasn't mistaken, it should have been the Clear Sky Hammer," Tang Wulin said nonchalantly.

Having studied history extensively, he had long since guessed who his martial spirit lineage belonged to.

After all, it's his father's surname, plus the bloodline of Blue Silver Grass, Clear Sky Hammer, and Soft Bone Rabbit.

Isn't this exactly the early martial soul template of Tang San, the Sea God, and Xiao Wu, the Soft Bone Douluo, from 20,000 years ago?
But what does this have to do with Tang Wulin 20,000 years later?

Oh, right, he cosplayed as Tang San during a live stream before.

Ahem, of course, there's also his cross-dressing cosplay of Xiao Wu, and even the Dragon Butterfly Douluo Tang Wutong from ten thousand years ago, and the Demon Rabbit Douluo Jiang Nannan.

But this was just a way for him to earn money to support his family!

It's impossible that he really is the descendant of the Sea God Tang San and the Soft Bone Douluo Xiao Wu, right?
But when he thought of Tang San, the Sea God, who had ascended to the God Realm 20,000 years ago, Tang Wulin naturally dismissed the idea.

He felt that, at best, his ancestors were just experimental subjects used by the high-ranking members of the Tang Sect and Haotian Sect ten thousand years ago to replicate the Sea God Tang San's martial soul.

(End of this chapter)