My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 37 Haotian Hammer

On the battlefield, smoke filled the air.

Although Su Yun had just cleared out most of the miscellaneous soldiers, the most disgusting thing about plant-type soul beasts is that they really are like chives, growing back after being cut down.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

The ground rose again, and more Jade Marble Flowers and Frost Breath Grass emerged from the blind spots on both sides, the dense barrage once again blocking Tang San's path forward.

Although Tang San's movement techniques were unpredictable, he still appeared somewhat disheveled under this indiscriminate, saturation-style attack.

The Purple Demon Eye was activated to its maximum, and the corners of its eyes even turned slightly red due to bloodshotness.

"Damn it—there are too many! We can't possibly get through!"

Tang San barely dodged two ice balls with his Ghost Shadow Step, but was hit by a Nut Beast from the side, causing him to pause and almost get surrounded.

Just then.

A voice pierced through the clamor of the battlefield, echoing clearly in Tang San's ears.

"Mistress, I'm here to help you!"

Tang San turned around instinctively.

Su Yun stood proudly amidst the billowing smoke, holding a gun in one hand.

Of the three illusory figures of scholars floating beside him, one suddenly closed the bamboo scroll in his hand.

hum!

The scholar's illusory figure transformed into a righteous aura, instantly traversing a distance of tens of meters and hovering lightly behind Tang San.

"Since we can see the future, why not worship?"

boom!

The moment the scholar's phantom took shape, Tang San felt as if a cool spring of water had been injected into his brain.

His nerves, which had been sore from the intense calculations, were instantly relieved. Then, the world in his eyes changed completely.

The previously chaotic and swirling pea seeds and ice balls suddenly slowed down dramatically in Tang San's view.

A clear red dotted line extends in front of each flying device, marking its future trajectory.

"Is this... the world through Brother Su's eyes?"

Tang San was utterly shocked.

This is hardly a battle.

This is clearly someone using the answer key to solve the problem!

From this perspective, everything the enemy does looks like a clumsy rehearsal!

"What are you standing there for! Hurry up and fight!"

Su Yun's sharp shout came, followed by the deep roar of the AA-12 shotgun in his hand.

boom! boom! boom!

Su Yun was like a ruthless bulldozer.

He didn't need to aim; the ghostly figures of scholars beside him could hit anything he wanted.

Each time the high-explosive bullet left the barrel, it was accompanied by a violent explosion, blasting several plants that were trying to stop Tang San into countless fragments.

He forcefully tore a passage to the Boss through this impenetrable plant defense with gunpowder!

"yes!"

Tang San's eyes narrowed, and he stepped on the Ghost Shadow Clone Technique, transforming into a black lightning bolt as he rushed out along the path opened up by Su Yun.

This time, he was no longer passively taking the beating.

An ice hockey puck flew straight at Tang San, but he didn't even slow down. He just tilted his head slightly as indicated by the red line.

Whoosh! The puck flew past his ear without touching him at all.

"Is this... the state of omniscience?"

Tang San ran faster and faster, and the feeling of exhilaration in his heart was indescribable.

He and Su Yun, one in front and one behind, were like two sharp knives, instantly piercing through the plant army's defenses!

"roar-!!"

As the tiny human rushed towards him, Jin Yangmiankui went completely berserk.

This 400-year-old plant king felt a deadly threat.

Its crimson-gold flower disc spun wildly, the flames at the edges of the petals instantly contracted, and the accumulated solar energy transformed into a thick golden heat beam, carrying the heat of melting steel, descending upon Tang San!

"Watch out! That's a concentrated Yang Flame!"

From a distance, Yu Xiaogang screamed in terror, "Get out of the way! You'll turn to ashes!"

Hide? That word doesn't exist in Tang San's dictionary.

"Brother Su!" Tang San called out without turning his head.

"Received!" Su Yun's lips curled slightly, and he suddenly raised his left hand.

puff--!

Two specially made tactical smoke grenades exploded on the face of the Golden Sun Miankui, and thick white smoke instantly obscured its vision.

At the same time, Su Yun unleashed the full power of his AA-12, bombarding the stem joint of the Golden Sunflower with a series of high-explosive shells, the violent shock interrupting its spellcasting.

Sizzle!

The beam of light, having lost its visibility and stability, instantly veered off course, grazing Tang San's body as it swept across the ground, causing the soil to instantly turn into a glassy substance and emit wisps of blue smoke.

Tang San, taking advantage of this opening, leaped high into the air and landed in front of the main stem of the Golden Sunflower.

"Silent hidden dart!"

Under the cover of the smoke, Tang San rushed to the Golden Sunflower, his wrists flicking as three bone-piercing nails shot out, aiming straight for the vulnerable joints of the crimson-gold stem.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

Three crisp, despairing impacts rang out.

The bone-piercing nail, powerful enough to pierce an iron plate, struck the crimson gold skin, yet only sent up a few sparks before bouncing away powerlessly. Not even a white mark was left!

"What?!"

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

"roar--!"

Although Jin Yangmiankui's spellcasting was interrupted, her physical defense remained unmatched.

It brandished its enormous blades, like two broad, door-sized giant swords, sweeping towards Tang San with a whistling sound.

Tang San's eyes instantly became incredibly sharp.

In the face of life and death, even the teachings that the twin martial souls should not be revealed to others were temporarily suppressed.

That's the only one left.

Tang San suddenly turned in mid-air to avoid the sweeping blades.

The purple light in his eyes surged, and his left hand, which had been tightly gripping the hidden weapon, loosened, revealing a chilling black light emanating from his palm.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Without holding anything back.

hum!

The air suddenly became heavy.

A completely black hammer with a head as large as a bucket and no decorative patterns appeared out of thin air in Tang San's left hand.

Although it had no spirit rings and looked plain and unadorned, the moment it appeared, the falling leaves around it were instantly crushed into powder by its domineering pressure.

Haotian Hammer!

"Smash it all!!"

Tang San gripped the hammer handle tightly with both hands, forcefully twisting his body half a circle in the air, using the immense momentum of the fall to pour all the internal energy of his Xuan Tian Gong into this hammer.

Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!

when-!!!

A loud bang echoed through the mountains and forests.

The crimson stem finally gave way to the utterly unreasonable and brutal force of the Haotian Hammer.

Its skin cracked and its fibers broke!

"Eek"

The golden sunflower let out a mournful cry, and its huge flower head, having lost its support, crashed to the ground with a loud thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Its once burning golden flames quickly dimmed, its leaves withered, and it was left with only its last breath, twitching slightly on the ground.

"They won—they won?!"

The four red-haired men hiding in the distance were so shocked their jaws dropped.

Yu Xiaogang plopped down on the ground, staring blankly at the hammer in Tang San's hand, his lips trembling.

"Haotian—that's Haotian—"