Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

hiss!

"So strong, taking on seven opponents at once and still managing to handle it with ease."

"It was terrifying! That invincible aura, even its lingering power, made me tremble!"

Hiss... Below the battle platform, countless soul masters stared at Sikong Zheng with fear and fervor, simply because that figure fascinated them.

This is the true Soul Master, this is the power that every Soul Master pursues.

Shrek's spectator area.

"Xiaogang, did you figure it out?"

Flander turned slightly to the side and frowned.

Yu Xiaogang's expression was solemn as he said in a deep voice:

"Martial Soul! The reason his self-created soul skill is so powerful is because his martial soul is of extremely high quality."

"Despite being a plant, it is not afraid of flames, and even Hong Jun's fire phoenix cannot effectively restrain it."

"I'm afraid its martial spirit potential is no less than that of the number one weapon martial spirit in the world today."

"What's most troublesome is his domain and special powers."

Was it granted by a soul bone? If so, the skills of that soul bone are far too overpowered!

On the battle platform.

"Hmph, Boss Dai and Fatty are too impatient. He should have taken this opportunity to reunite with Zhu Qing and use the Netherworld White Tiger."

"Brother, what should we do next?"

Xiao Wu moved quickly and arrived at Tang San's side.

Although her figure was not as voluptuous and sexy as Zhu Zhuqing's, her proportions were extremely well-balanced and petite.

Seeing Tang San's solemn expression, she no longer had her usual calm and collected demeanor.

In the past, when did the Shrek Seven Devils not always defeat the strong with the weak, breaking all impossibilities?

Her third brother was always so reassuring, someone she could rely on endlessly; he was the best brother in the world.

No, it was the person she loved most.

It's all that Sikong Zheng's fault! Why does he always like to go against them? How despicable!

"Damn it, damn it..."

Xiao Wu puffed up her cheeks, kicked the ground, and glared at Sikong Zheng through gritted teeth.

Tang San gently shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"No, it's not Mu Bai's fault. It was my mistake. I didn't expect our opponent's soul power to still be depleted."

He thought that Sikong Zheng had taken their Martial Soul Fusion Technique head-on, and that his soul power should be almost depleted. Little did they know that Sikong Zheng possessed the Immortal Body.

"Xiao Wu, you stay behind and watch over us, let me handle it!"

Tang San rubbed Xiao Wu's head and shielded her firmly behind him.

He didn't suggest that Xiao Wu withdraw from the battle, knowing that given her personality, she would never agree to do so at this difficult time.

"Um."

Xiao Wu's heart skipped a beat, and she nodded emphatically.

Looking at Tang San, who appeared somewhat slender in front of her, Xiao Wu felt that he was so tall and imposing, and she was completely captivated.

Countless times have proven that when faced with danger, the Third Brother will always stand up to protect himself.

She recalled their childhood conversation: What if one day someone tries to hurt me, and those people are people you can't beat?

Then let them step over my dead body.

At this moment, she only had eyes for Tang San, nothing else.

Mom, I've found the person you were talking about, the one I could entrust my life to!

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu smiled sweetly.

It's time.

Tang San took a heavy step forward, his aura condensing and exploding. He calmly extended one hand through the air and said:

"Shrek Academy, Tang San, please enlighten me."

Then I'll grant your wish.

"Disperse."

boom!

Sikong Zheng casually swung his left arm, and instantly, a powerful gust of wind swept out, scattering all the remaining dust on the battle platform.

wow——

For a moment, Sikong Zhenglu's move left countless Soul Masters speechless and deeply shocked.

"The Birth of the Tree Kingdom".

Snapped!

Immediately, Sikong Zheng clapped his hands together, and the battle platform trembled once again.

The giant tree rose to the sky, supporting Sikong Zheng, and looked down over the entire battle platform.

"Here it comes again, that exaggerated soul skill!"

Outside the battle arena, countless soul masters were shocked. The soul skill that created a forest in an instant left them unable to shake off the shock for a long time.

Countless control-type Soul Masters secretly compared themselves to the others, shaking their heads and sighing, deeply disheartened.

In comparison, their crowd control skills are utter garbage, no, even worse than garbage.

"Haotian Hammer".

boom!

Tang San activated his Mysterious Heaven Skill, and his balanced and peaceful soul power flowed out. He clenched his left palm, and a giant silver hammer appeared in his hand.

It's time.

Tang San's aura soared to new heights the moment the Clear Sky Hammer appeared, and his confident and spirited demeanor returned to the black-haired youth.

He didn't choose to fight Sikong Zheng with Blue Silver Grass; that would have been asking for trouble.

Even though he was unwilling, he had to accept that his Blue Silver Grass was far inferior to Sikong Zheng's Martial Soul; the gap was too great.

At this moment.

Tang San's heart wavered slightly. His teacher once said that there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters.

But his Blue Silver Grass...

Alas, fortunately he still has the Clear Sky Hammer, so he might still have a fighting chance. Tang San quickly shook off his chaotic thoughts and focused his attention on Sikong Zheng in mid-air.

"Aaaaah~"

Tang San's expression turned solemn. He gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly with both hands, his calf muscles tensing, and swung the Clear Sky Hammer around once.

Instantly, the force of the explosion roared, and the air groaned and trembled, as if it could not bear the weight.

Sikong Zheng, standing atop the giant tree, coldly surveyed the entire scene.

He reached out with one hand, his five fingers lightly grasping.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, countless giant trees surged towards Tang San like a tidal wave.

The towering, thick trees crashing against the ground left no doubt that they could instantly shatter a person into pieces.

Tang San remained calm and composed, responding with the Tang Clan's ultimate technique.

"Ghostly Appearances"

Swish!

In an instant, Tang San moved like a cunning rabbit, his figure flashing and dodging the blows from the giant trees.

At the same time, when paired with the Purple Demon Eye, it combines subtle insight with cunning and ghostly movements.

This made Tang San move like a swimming dragon, creating a scene of chasing and dodging.

at this time.

Tang San then performed another agile side flip, nimbly dodging Sikong Zheng's attack.

Under the influence of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, his soul power flowed like a never-ending river, circulating peacefully, and his face showed no signs of exhaustion.

In terms of speed alone, he is not as fast as Zhu Zhuqing, but his Ghost Shadow Tracking technique focuses more on movement, emphasizing subtlety and unpredictability.

Continuing like this isn't a solution; we need to find an opportunity to take the initiative.

Once they got close, he was confident that the Clear Sky Hammer would not lose to anyone, after all, it was recognized as the number one weapon spirit in the world.

"Eight Spider Spears".

stab-

Suddenly, Tang San's clothes were torn open on the back, and eight spider legs popped out, ferocious and terrifying, flashing with a purple-black eerie light.

As soon as the Eight Spider Spears appeared, Tang San felt as light as if he were flying.

As the spider spear pierced the ground, Tang San's body also left the ground, and at the same time, his overall attributes increased significantly.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The spider's legs moved rapidly, quickly approaching Sikong Zheng.

Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes gleamed as he stared intently at Sikong Zheng, mentally estimating the maximum distance.

enough!

"Spider web binding".

shhhhh--

Tang San's third spirit ring shone brightly, and his spirit skill was activated. He held a hammer in his right hand and aimed his left palm at Sikong Zheng from afar.

Instantly, thick purple tendrils shot out from the ground, blocking Sikong Zheng's room to maneuver.

Boom!

Sikong Zheng glanced at the purple spider web, then suddenly slammed his fists together, producing a dull thud.

Immediately afterwards, thunder roared, and purple-white lightning burst forth from his fists, instantly destroying the spider web without leaving a trace.

at this time.

Tang San seized the fleeting opportunity, abruptly halting his Eight Spider Lances. His soul power erupted completely, and with a push of his spider legs, he shot out like a bullet, soaring into the sky.

call out!

With his spider spear spread out, Tang San suddenly spun 360 degrees, causing the Clear Sky Hammer to rotate, and the hammer's force rapidly increased.

"Aaaaaah..."

Tang San's expression was ferocious. With his soul power surging rapidly, the Clear Sky Hammer burst out with a thunderous roar, and silver lightning quickly traveled along the intricate hammer patterns.

"Hammer Name: Haotian!"

Taking advantage of its momentum as it fell through the air, the Haotian Hammer gained even more power, like a thunderbolt descending upon the world.

"Drink it all!"

boom!

Thunder roared.

Tang San surged with power, and the Clear Sky Hammer slammed down from above, striking Sikong Zheng hard on the head.

"Good timing!"

click!

Sikong Zheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and suddenly clenched his right fist, accompanied by a cracking sound from his knuckles.

His strength collapsed in one place, his right arm flashed with golden light, and his body moved without wind, causing the air particles to tremble.

A terrifying aura permeated the entire Papal Palace.

"Boom! One strike!"

boom!

It was a brutal exchange of fire, without any fancy moves.

"puff."

One of the figures' eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Contrary to expectations, the two sides parted ways immediately upon contact.

pedal!

"Tsk."

Sikong Zheng actually took a step back.

He was somewhat dissatisfied with himself for taking a step back.

"Thunder Spear!"

Sikong Zheng clenched his right hand loosely, and amidst the roar of thunder, the air was pierced.

Purple and white lightning coalesced and gathered, forming a lightning spear nearly five meters long, with tiny lightning snakes coiling and hissing around it.

At this moment, lightning illuminated Sikong Zheng's profile, making him appear as if he possessed the power of a ghost or god.

At that moment, a figure flew backwards like a torn sack in mid-air; it was Tang San.

Sudden.

Tang San felt a chill run down his spine. Although the attack had severely injured him, he had not lost consciousness.

As Tang San watched the nearly five-meter-long lightning spear materialize, his eyes widened in fury.

At this moment, he was in a state where his old strength had just dissipated and his new strength had not yet arisen, making it difficult for him to avoid it.

Clang!

"go."

With a sudden burst of strength, Sikong Zheng unleashed his thunder spear, which emitted a shrill whistling sound in the air.

At this moment.

Outside the battle platform.

"That beast!"

Yu Xiaogang's fists clenched until they were red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared as his chest heaved violently.

"elder brother!!!"

"don't want!!!"

The moment Tang San was sent flying backward, Xiao Wu's pupils suddenly contracted, her heart skipped a beat, and a glistening tear welled up in her eyes.

"Teleportation".

Xiao Wu activates her third soul skill.