Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

On the high platform.

"The true form of the weapon spirit!"

Several titled Douluo were shaken, their eyes flashing with an unusual light; even they were shocked.

Sikong Zheng's eyes were devoid of sorrow or joy, but the corners of his mouth curled up strangely, as if he were gradually becoming fanatical.

He clapped his hands together, then freed one arm to push forward, before bringing them together again to gather his soul power.

"The Birth of the Tree Kingdom".

The massive tree cleaved the battle platform, and in an instant, several towering trees shot into the sky, then quickly bent halfway to form a dome.

"Yay~ Drink up!!!"

Tang San's veins bulged, and his enormous Clear Sky Hammer, shaped like a god's hammer, slammed fiercely into the Tree Realm Barrier.

boom!

boom!

In the blink of an eye, the simple barrier formed by the tree boundary was blasted to pieces.

Countless blue wood chips flew and scattered in all directions, the aftershocks creating a muffled sound.

With the barrier broken, the gigantic Haotian Hammer encountered another obstacle and froze for a moment!

Countless Soul Masters held their breath and gazed intently.

Suddenly, a white repulsion shield vibrated violently, emitting a piercing roar.

boom!

The white debris shattered, and the Haotian Hammer continued to fall, seemingly getting closer and closer to Sikong Zheng.

boom!

The Haotian Hammer could no longer advance an inch. A small wooden archway steadily blocked the oncoming Haotian Hammer, as if it were handling the situation with ease.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. Even as he gathered his strength to push the Clear Sky Hammer forward, he could not advance an inch further, as if a natural chasm had been severed across him.

Sikong Zheng stood quietly beneath the wooden ingot wall, motionless.

The barrier formed by the descent of the Tree Realm was only used to buffer the power, not as the main focus, and did not use much soul power. The pseudo-Shinra Tensei was consumed, while the Wooden Ingot Wall was the real main defense.

"Friends, stop, stop."

Tang San was unwilling, but continuing would only be a waste of his soul power, so he had no choice but to stop.

They did not use their full soul power at the beginning, only barely reaching the Soul Saint realm.

Choosing to retain some of his soul power made it easier for Tang San to control, and also left him with a final counterattack force.

.........

"Hiss, they still haven't decided a winner?"

Countless Soul Masters outside the battle arena clicked their tongues in amazement.

On the battle platform.

"Super Recovering Sausage!"

Oscar's spirit rings flashed continuously, and several sausages quickly appeared in his hand.

"Brothers, this is all the soul power I have left. I'm counting on you!"

After saying that, Oscar's soul power was completely exhausted. He rolled his eyes and fainted in Ning Rongrong's arms.

"The seven treasures are named: the first is strength, the second is speed, the third is..."

Immediately, Ning Rongrong no longer hesitated and quickly spun the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, its colorful light enveloping Tang San and his companions.

"Xiao Ao, Rongrong, don't worry about leaving them to us."

Dai Mubai and the others stopped being coy, stood up, nodded in unison, and stared coldly at Sikong Zheng.

"Mu Bai, Fatty, Xiao Wu, Zhu Qing, let's do it."

Tang San's expression was cold and stern as he spoke softly.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun immediately started running, moving swiftly.

"White Tiger Blazing Light Wave".

"Phoenix Fireline".

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's soul rings lit up, and two violent forces blasted towards Sikong Zheng's sides from the left and right respectively.

Sikong Zheng's blood surged instantly, his body trembled, and his bones cracked as he laughed loudly, "Hahaha, well done!"

"Double Thousand Birds Sharp Spear".

Zizizi!

A thunderous sound erupted, and two sharp, hissing bolts of lightning shot out from between Sikong Zheng's palms, creating countless strands of lightning.

boom!

boom!

Like two small suns exploding, red and purple energy raged across the entire battle arena. The aftershocks caused countless soul masters' eyes to sting deeply. As the remaining lightning threads flickered slightly, it seemed that even space itself was rumbling and collapsing.

"Ah ah!"

As the air barrier exploded, Dai Mubai charged forward first. He had already completed the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, and with his swollen tiger arm bent at the elbow, he smashed it towards Sikong Zheng.

"Woodification."

Sikong Zheng instantly sensed it, and his left arm quickly became partially petrified, allowing him to strike back with the same elbow.

With the transformation into wood, Sikong Zheng's physical strength instantly soared.

Instantly, a waterfall-like surge of air erupted from beneath their feet, and Dai Mubai's golden hair and Sikong Zheng's black hair danced wildly, soaring freely.

"puff."

Dai Mubai coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale rapidly, clearly on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, Dai Mubai's bones cracked and popped, and his tiger body twisted dramatically, as if it were about to break.

boom!

Dai Mubai's legs trembled violently, and even a trickle of blood seeped from between his legs before he slammed his legs to the ground.

Sudden.

"Sikong Zheng, get the hell out of my way."

"Phoenix rising from the ashes".

A plump, red figure burst out of the smoke, and a punch burning with phoenix flames slammed into the back of Sikong Zheng's head.

…………

Wow!

now.

The blast wave has completely dissipated.

"Oh my god! This..."

Countless Soul Masters were completely in an uproar, staring blankly at the battle stage, speechless.

The high platform of the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong looked at the scene inside, raised an eyebrow, and her gaze suddenly drifted towards Yu Xiaogang again.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his face contorted with anger.

Tianshui College.

"This...this is inhuman!"

Shuiyue'er and the other women covered their mouths in surprise, their eyes filled with extreme shock.

Teams like Tian Dou were equally astonished.

Only because of the battle stage.

Sikong Zheng pressed down on Dai Mubai with his left elbow and gripped Ma Hongjun's fist with his right palm.

He defeated two opponents single-handedly and subdued them with both hands.

"Mu Bai, Fatty."

Tang San's purple eyes widened in anger, his chest heaving violently.

Immediately, Tang San stepped on Ghost Shadow Clone and attacked Sikong Zheng like a ghost.

"Mysterious Jade Hand"

Sikong Zheng glanced at them, then with a jerk of his arms, he blasted the two apart, sending them flying.

Sikong Zheng stomped down and spun around to deliver a punch, instantly sending Tang San flying, while Sikong Zheng remained standing steadily.

"Such great strength, even Xuan Yu's hand could not withstand it."

Tang San's eyes were deep and his heart was heavy.

"Phew~"

Sikong Zheng let out a soft breath, turned his head, and his bones cracked.

"Alright, that's enough fun, it's time to end this."

On the battle platform.

Several purplish-black afterimages flashed in succession.

speed?

Ha, trying to outrun me?

Suddenly, Sikong Zheng stomped heavily with one foot, and a waterfall-like shockwave exploded behind him, disappearing even faster and reappearing behind Zhu Zhuqing like a ghost.

boom!

Sikong Zheng kicked out, striking him horizontally in the abdomen.

Zhu Zhuqing immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed heavily onto the outside of the battle platform.

At this point, only Tang San and Xiao Wu remained on the battle stage.