After the previous encounter with Gu Ran, the Thirty-Six Consecutive Strikes of the Gale Demon Wolf made its reappearance.
Back then, Feng Xiaotian's thirty-sixth strike was truly impressive.
Although this move didn't leave even a scratch on Gu Ran, no one thought it was weak. After all, Gu Ran was a Soul King, the direct disciple of the continent's number one defense expert Gu Rong, and also possessed a defense-type torso soul bone—such defense was only natural.
But Tang San didn't have Gu Ran's level of defense. If he allowed Feng Xiaotian to build up to the thirty-sixth strike, he would be doomed to lose.
"Take this!"
With a long howl, Feng Xiaotian launched his attack. His body descended from the sky like a shooting star chasing the moon. As his massive form with outstretched wings fell, not a sound was made, all the surging blue light retracted inward. At this moment, his body and wings formed a perfect angle.
Compared to before, his Thirty-Six Consecutive Strikes was even closer to perfection.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass shot up, transforming into countless vines that wrapped directly toward the descending Feng Xiaotian.
But the Blue Silver Grass, which hadn't awakened a second time and had lost its immortal herb and ten-thousand-year soul ring bonus, was too fragile—it was cut off instantly by Feng Xiaotian.
Fifth strike, sixth strike...
"This attack power... Even my Mysterious Jade Hand can't block it anymore. Am I going to lose?" Tang San felt extremely unwilling, but his Blue Silver Grass couldn't even restrict Feng Xiaotian; it would be cut apart by his wind blades before even getting close.
Tang San couldn't help but blame the uselessness of his Blue Silver Grass—its reputation as a trash martial soul was well deserved!
At this point, even the secret techniques of the Tang Sect couldn't stop Feng Xiaotian, and according to tournament rules, hidden weapons couldn't be used either. He was completely out of options.
"No, I haven't lost yet!" Suddenly, Tang San remembered something—one of his hidden trump cards.
Between Feng Xiaotian's sixth and seventh strikes, Tang San's right hand surged with black light, and an inconspicuous little hammer appeared in his grip. At the same moment, a loud bang erupted beneath Tang San's feet. Centered on his legs, which were embedded in the ground, the entire ground exploded into a large pit.
With a half-turn, Tang San gripped the hammer in both hands, starting from his calves, twisting his body, and, with both hands, lifted the black hammer—barely a foot long—upwards to meet Feng Xiaotian's seventh strike.
Boom—!
Feng Xiaotian was sent flying, and even his Gale Wings cracked. The intense pain turned his face red.
"This hammer... is it a weapon?" Feng Xiaotian stared at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand in confusion.
He knew that tournament rules forbade the use of tools other than martial souls and soul bones. Using one would be a violation and grounds for disqualification.
But to his surprise, the referee didn't call a foul. Instead, the referee seemed dumbfounded, standing there motionless.
"This—this is!!"
Still somewhat weak, Yu Tianheng suddenly tore off his towel and stood up. "The Clear Sky Hammer! That's right, Tang San's surname is Tang—could he be a descendant of the Clear Sky Sect?"
In the stands, any soul master with a bit of knowledge gasped just like Yu Tianheng.
The pinnacle of tool martial souls, representing the ultimate in attack and power—the world's number one tool martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer. Even more unbelievable, this strongest martial soul existed as Tang San's second martial soul.
"Clear Sky Sect, Clear Sky Hammer, Twin Martial Souls!" Salas muttered in disbelief. Each of these three terms shocked his soul.
Though Tang San didn't say it outright, the ability he used just now was one of the Clear Sky School's inherited soul skills—the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
"Tang San has twin martial souls? How is that possible? He even has such potential!" Tianlin's voice, usually calm, was now shaking.
Even the Sword Prince wore such an expression, which was understandable—after all, this was the Clear Sky Hammer. As Tang San's second martial soul, it meant that once he reached the Title Douluo level, he could become a Clear Sky Douluo with all ten-thousand-year soul rings—the pinnacle of power on the entire continent.
Sword Prince had long stood above his peers—even the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall was no match for him. But today, a young man with even greater potential suddenly appeared. The blow to him must have been immense.
Yu Tianheng patted Tianlin on the shoulder, saying nothing, but his eyes were full of encouragement and comfort.
Among the crowd, only Gu Ran looked at his boss with pure admiration.
That twisted expression showed Tianlin's jealousy of the twin martial souls. His trembling arms reflected his unwillingness and fear of being surpassed.
"Boss, you are my idol. I, Gu Ran, must not only learn your talent in cultivation but also your superb acting skills," Gu Ran thought excitedly. Others might not know, but he did—Tianlin also had twin martial souls, and his two martial souls were even more terrifying than the Clear Sky Hammer. Would he fear Tang San?
In the stands, Gu Ran's master, Gu Rong, was in a similar state. Their clan leader, Ning Fengzhi, was acting just like his son-in-law Tianlin.
"Other than Her Holiness the Pope of Spirit Hall, I have never seen or even heard of a second twin martial soul possessor in my life. I thought that our Tianlin was a prodigy not seen in a hundred years, but I didn't expect the Shrek Academy to be hiding someone with even greater potential—Tang San. I just wonder whose child he is. The Clear Sky Sect has been sealed off for years. Are there still disciples wandering outside?" Ning Fengzhi spoke in a heavy tone, his hand clutching the clan leader's staff trembling. Anyone could feel how unsettled he was.
Now that Bibi Dong had fully grown, the secret of her twin martial souls was no longer so deliberately hidden. While not widely known, the upper echelons were aware of it. Through her, they could roughly understand just how terrifying a fully developed twin martial soul could be—a perfect set of all ten-thousand-year soul rings, representing strength far beyond ordinary Title Douluos.
"Hey, Xiao Tian, do you and your clan leader have a grudge against Tang San? The more you guys show restraint against him, the more danger he'll be in," Skydream Ice Silkworm asked in confusion.
"It's not like we have a grudge. Tang San exposed his Clear Sky Hammer himself—it wasn't my doing. But if I act too calm upon seeing twin martial souls, it would arouse suspicion. Envy, jealousy, and even apprehension—those are normal reactions," Tianlin explained.
Ning Fengzhi thought the same. Because of his behavior, people even felt sorry for him. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had developed rapidly over the years, and with Jun Tianlin's meteoric rise and invincibility among his peers, they were on the verge of surpassing the Clear Sky Sect to become the continent's number one clan.
But who would have thought the Clear Sky Sect was hiding a twin martial soul? Once Tang San grew up, Ning Fengzhi's dream would be shattered.
"Clan leader, you are my clan leader. How do you manage to lie so calmly and convincingly?" Gu Rong and Gu Ran, master and disciple, had the same thought. Gu Rong was afraid of giving himself away, not daring to say a word, while Ning Fengzhi lied without batting an eye.
When Ning Fengzhi said "outside," he even slightly emphasized the word, making Salas instantly alert. "The Clear Sky Sect has been sealed off; there's only one person outside. Could Tang San be—?"
He couldn't sit still. He even forgot to take leave from Emperor Xue Ye and rushed straight back to the Spirit Hall, ordering an immediate investigation into Tang San's file. As long as Tang San had awakened his martial soul in Spirit Hall, they would have a record.
Sure enough, the information arrived quickly.
"Tang San, a native of Holy Soul Village, currently studying at Shrek Academy, formerly graduated from Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy. Soul awakening officer: Su Yuntao. Surviving family member: father... Tang Hao!"
Upon seeing the last two words, Salas's eyes widened completely, his pupils filled with terror.
"This Tang San is actually Tang Hao's son."