Douluo Continent: The God of Thunder Descends, Martial Soul Lei Yi

Chapter 90: I wonder if it's Xiao Wu's soul ring, or even her soul bone.

"And there's a soul bone too."

Lei Ming raised an eyebrow, completely ignoring Tang San's terrifying expression, and raised his right arm to show off slightly.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Tang San finally lost his temper and roared as the Eight Spider Spears tore through his clothes, replacing his legs as he charged straight at Lei Ming.

But Lei Ming was faster than him, his body turning into lightning as he rushed directly towards Ma Hongjun behind him.

"Why is it me again?!"

Ma Hongjun was terrified. Before he could even stop screaming, Lei Ming had already thrown him into the air.

"Let's play for now."

Lei Ming laughed loudly. After finishing all this, he returned to Tang San's side, lit up his first spirit ring, and raised the Aurora Blade to slash at Tang San's neck.

He's going to kill me!

Tang San felt the hairs on his body standing on end, caused by the lightning that Lei Ming possessed. His pupils contracted, and he instantly used his Eight Spider Lances to brace himself against the ground, sending his entire body flying backward.

"Don't run away."

Before Lei Ming's Aurora Blade could strike, he saw Tang San's figure retreat rapidly, and he himself transformed into lightning to follow closely behind.

duang!

In an instant, lightning caught up with Tang San's retreating body and cut one of his sturdy Eight Spider Lances in half.

Each of the eight spider spears was like a rib of Tang San's, and the damage from being cut off was unimaginable. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. He quickly rolled over and stood on the ground with the remaining eight spider spears and his one leg.

A purple light flashed in his eyes as he cautiously stared at Lei Ming.

The intense pain in his back still made him gasp for breath. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a fierce glint in his eyes, and with a cold laugh, he stretched out his left hand.

A hammerhead slowly appeared, and the spirit rings on his body gradually lit up.

Yellow, yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

Tang San has become a Soul King.

During this time, he was not idle either. In order to improve his strength, he went to hunt soul beasts despite Yu Xiaogang's objections.

However, in order to prevent him from being killed by Lei Ming and the others when he went out, Yu Xiaogang, unable to resist his pleas, finally asked Flander to secretly bring some soul beasts from Sunset Forest.

Yu Xiaogang originally wanted Tang San to absorb the thousand-year spirit ring directly, but he was worried that Tang San would explode, so to be on the safe side, he decided to start absorbing the hundred-year spirit ring first.

Even so, he almost exploded while absorbing the second spirit ring.

The third spirit ring was also changed from the originally planned thousand-year spirit ring to a hundred-year spirit ring.

If Tang San hadn't broken through to the Soul King realm at the crucial moment, he would probably be a grave mound by now.

"Haotian Hammer!"

The crowd in the stands immediately erupted in uproar.

This is the Clear Sky Hammer, possessing the number one weapon spirit in the world! Since the Clear Sky Sect closed its doors, this is the first time the Clear Sky Hammer has been shown to the outside world.

"But isn't Tang San's spirit beast Blue Silver Grass?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask a question.

"Twin Martial Souls!"

"It's actually twin martial souls!"

Emperor Xueye crushed the teacup in his hand, stared at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand for a moment, and slowly said.

"I really didn't expect that."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Xue Qinghe's smiling eyes.

He only discovered that Tang San was Tang Hao's son, but he didn't discover that Tang San had a second martial soul.

Don't underestimate Tang San's current Clear Sky Hammer spirit ring configuration. If he cultivates to the level of Title Douluo in the future, his sixth spirit ring will be able to absorb a 100,000-year spirit ring.

He himself had one of the twin martial soul masters, so he naturally knew how terrifying it was.

"Lei Ming! Come on! Let's fight to the death!"

Tang San's eyes were somewhat distorted as he glared at Lei Ming and roared.

He has given up hope for the future in order to temporarily improve his own strength.

All for the sake of avenging Xiao Wu, who has now become a skeleton!

He wanted to use the sledgehammer technique his father had taught him to smash Lei Ming like a piece of iron.

He doesn't care about the rules of the elite competition.

With the appearance of the Haotian Hammer, his identity was basically exposed to others.

But he was willing to gamble, betting that others wouldn't dare to lay a hand on him, the son of the deceased Haotian Douluo and now the nephew of the Haotian Sect Master.

With innate full soul power and twin martial souls, he refused to believe that the Clear Sky Sect would not be tempted!

Even if he hadn't revealed his martial soul, his identity would have already been discovered by those with ulterior motives.

After all, only the Holy Soul Village has a father named Tang Hao and a son named Tang San.

Anyone who is interested can find out by asking around.

The only thing unknown is that he possesses twin martial souls.

"Um?"

Lei Ming raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by Tang San's courage.

Tang San may disregard the competition rules, but as a good student of Tianshui Academy, he still has to abide by them.

He glanced at Tang San with disdain and snapped his fingers.

His crimson sixth spirit ring lit up, and under the bewitching red light, a faint phantom appeared in front of him.

Tang San stared blankly at the figure, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand disappearing unconsciously.

Her long, jet-black hair was braided into a scorpion braid that reached past her calves, and her large eyes were filled with sadness.

Looking at this figure, Tang San's eyes involuntarily reddened, his body trembled slightly, and his lips kept moving, trembling but unable to utter a single word.

The others didn't recognize the figure, but the Shrek Academy members were very familiar with it, and they all stood up in astonishment to stare at it.

"Xiao Wu."

Tears involuntarily streamed down Tang San's face. He didn't know whether it was regret or resentment, but he stared at the illusory figure in front of him for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.

It was his failure to protect Xiao Wu, and it was the trouble he caused that affected Xiao Wu.

He is sorry to Xiaowu

"Xiao Wu. Me."

Tang San, filled with grief and resentment, wanted to apologize, but the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a sound.

This might be the last time he wanted to see his son, but his pride as the Third Young Master prevented him from bowing his head.

"Run, mistress!"

Oscar's terrified voice startled Tang San. Before he could react, a phantom pink figure quietly appeared in front of him.

At this moment, Xiao Wu's pretty face was filled with panic, her eyes wide open, but she couldn't stop her body.

With a sudden flick of his head, the jet-black scorpion braid was already wrapped around Tang San's neck.

The suffocating feeling in his neck made him involuntarily grab the braid wrapped around his neck with both hands.

But the next second, Xiao Wu kicked his lower back with one foot, used her waist strength to propel her upper body, tilted her neck back, and pushed her foot forward, and Tang San's body was already flying into the air.

Sixth Soul Skill: Explosive Eight-Stage Throw.

Xiao Wu's self-created soul skill was also the soul skill she gave to Lei Ming.

The braid slipped off silently, and the pink figure instantly caught up, appearing at the highest point of Tang San's flight, grabbing his waist with both hands, and spinning him around twice and a half times in mid-air.

It crashed to the ground with a terrifying whooshing sound.

boom!

With a loud crash, Tang San fell to the ground, his body soaked in blood. The eight spider spears had been reduced to fragments scattered around him, and blood continued to gush from his mouth.

However, this was only the beginning of the devastating Eight-Stage Throw.

(End of this chapter)