Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

unobstructed.

Everyone stared blankly at the blood cocoon, unable to see what was inside.

Hu Liena's eyes were filled with seriousness...

Along with Xie Yue and Yan.

Just the scale of the battle alone, and Ye Qiu's bizarre soul skills.

They have reason to believe it.

In a one-on-one fight, neither of them would be a match for Ye Qiu or Tang San.

But Hu Liena felt...

She was capable of holding her own against Ye Qiu!

Bang!

"Ye Qiu—!"

A loud bang was followed by Tang San's voice filled with grief, indignation, and humiliation.

A hole was blasted open in the giant blood-red cocoon.

Two figures flew out...

It slammed hard onto the ground.

"what--!"

At the same time, there was also Tang San's scream.

Ye Qiu opened his large hand, his hand covered in frost, and gripped Tang San's head tightly...

They slammed his face repeatedly onto the ground.

Drag him across the ground!

"what--!"

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass kept chasing after him, but it was never able to save him.

Ye Qiu kept lifting Tang San's head up and then slamming it down.

Bloody flesh, deformed skull...

Tang San was confidently recovering from his injuries, but he never expected Ye Qiu to barge in...

My mind was buzzing.

Ye Qiu completely ignored everything else.

He was torturing Tang San in his hands.

No one expected Ye Qiu's brutal appearance.

Such a handsome young man...

The fight was so brutal that in no time, the entire arena was covered in Tang San's blood.

Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er's eyebrows twitched, and they, along with the Tianshui Girls Group members beside them, all looked pale.

Xiao Wu and the others felt relieved.

Even Hu Liena, who had endured the brutal trials of Death Valley, couldn't help but frown.

at the same time.

Ye Qiu also ignited Amaterasu Flame on Tang San.

"Ah—haha!"

"Hahaha--!"

Tang San, who was being beaten by Ye Qiu, suddenly let out a miserable laugh.

Such a long impact.

Instead of smashing his head, they made him get used to the pain.

"Fifth Soul Skill... Heavenly Net!"

Tang San's hoarse, indistinct voice rang out.

Wherever his blood was stained, large patches of blood-red blue silver grass suddenly sprouted.

Just for a moment...

Through the medium of blood, Tang San could instantly cover the entire arena with his Blue Silver Grass...

This is why he has been patient.

Swish!

Blood-red spears sprouted from the ground in all directions and across the entire arena.

It stabbed towards Ye Qiu.

"Get up there!"

With a flick of his wrist, Ye Qiu tossed Tang San away.

Just as Tang San was about to draw his Clear Sky Hammer, a thunder leopard seemed to burst forth from Ye Qiu's hand...

It attached itself to Tang San, giving him a tingling sensation.

They froze for a moment...

Swish!

Countless blue silver grasses enveloped the arena, engulfing Ye Qiu.

The arena was more than three meters higher than the arena itself.

It was all made of stacked blue silver grass.

"Is this...is this still a battle between a Soul Master and a Soul King? I think...even a Soul Emperor would be no match for this..."

The voice of the Soul Master, who was a Soul Emperor, was dry.

"Perhaps... this is what genius is all about."

Bang!

A loud bang was heard in the air.

Without hesitation, Ye Qiu used his divine power to teleport into the air.

Immediately summon a Haotian Hammer!

Swish swish!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen hammer blows had been swung...

"How can this be?!"

Tang San's eyes widened.

"How is this possible?! The Clear Sky Hammer...that's the Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, that, that's the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!"

They didn't give everyone a chance to discuss it.

Ye Qiu's Clear Sky Hammer was about to smash directly onto Tang San's head...

"Fourth Soul Skill..."

Before Tang San could finish speaking, the Blue Silver Grass enveloped him and then hardened...

Bang!

The Clear Sky Hammer slammed heavily onto Tang San, who had transformed into a ball of blue silver grass.

boom!

It slammed heavily onto the Blue Silver Grass arena below.

The three-meter-thick Blue Silver Grass arena shattered in the middle, and the body sank in, touching the ground...

Ye Qiu stood in mid-air.

The Haotian Hammer in his hand had vanished.

The air fell silent, and the Blue Silver Grass Arena below was constantly writhing.

It arched the ball in the center.

Everyone stared at Ye Qiu, filled with doubt. Was that really the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul...?

However, the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique is absolutely correct.

I never expected the people from the Haotian Sect...

He actually got thoroughly beaten up by his own special skill.

"Ye Qiu...!"