Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 14 Another Martial Spirit Confrontation

"Okay, I don't know how you knew that! But, since you're looking forward to it, then try my hammer!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground. He suppressed the fear in his heart, tensed all the muscles in his body, and prepared for the battle.

His left hand tightly grasped the Clear Sky Hammer, his purple eyes were like two dazzling gems, staring at the blade intently, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

"Haha, that's more like it. Come on, according to the old rules, you go first." Ren held the sword in one hand, with the tip pointing at Tang San, his face expressionless, but there was a hint of teasing in his tone.

As soon as Ren finished speaking, Tang San yelled, "Watch out!" His voice shook the air, full of determination and anger. Then, he dragged the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, took a few big steps, and quickly approached Ren.

Tang San poured all his soul power into the Clear Sky Hammer. At that moment, it seemed as if the entire world was focused on him. The Clear Sky Hammer, the world's number one weapon spirit, shone brightly at this moment. The light was as bright as the sun, and the surrounding environment was dimmed by this power.

He raised the Clear Sky Hammer high and smashed it towards the blade with all his strength. The power carried by the hammer was enough to shake the mountains, as if it was going to smash all obstacles to pieces.

Ren quietly felt this powerful blow, but a smile appeared on his lips. He was thinking in his heart that if he wanted to suppress Tang San's character in all aspects, the best way would be to show his own martial spirit and let Tang San see the true power of the twin martial spirits.

Soon, Blade no longer hesitated, and his martial spirit silently opened at this moment. As if breaking some kind of boundary, the majestic image of his adult Star Core Hunter Blade instantly appeared behind Blade.

That figure was even more intimidating, extremely cold, without a trace of emotion, and exuding a suffocating murderous aura. His martial soul had blood-colored pupils, deep and mysterious, as if it could swallow all light. His wrist armor was made of coral gold and unknown animal leather, with exquisite craftsmanship that could only be made by the craftsmen of the Immortal Boat, and it looked both noble and practical.

He wore a pair of durable short boots, stepped steadily on the ground, and wore an old windbreaker with a long skirt, which swayed gently in the wind, adding a bit of elegance. The clothing was mainly black, with dark gold and some blue-purple patterns cleverly embellished in between, which looked both low-key and luxurious.

There are many bandages wrapped around his body, each of which seems to record his battle history. The bright red ribbon on his back is tied into a knot, like a blooming red spider lily. The lining is bright red, which forms a sharp contrast with the black surface. The red spider lily pattern engraved on the surface of the clothing seems to be telling his story.

Thanks to the sudden blessing of the Order of Abundance, Blade's long hair has a unique navy blue color, and the ends of his hair gradually turn dark red, which makes him look mysterious and charming. His hair is split into two ponytails by a hair accessory, and every step he takes carries an imposing manner that cannot be ignored. The earrings on his earlobes are shining with cold light, and the left earring is also connected to a red ribbon, fluttering in the wind, adding a bit of unruliness.

All of this perfectly restores the image of Blade, which is a kind of beauty that transcends mortals, as if he himself is a warrior who has descended from another world, ready to leave his own legend in this world.

At this moment, Blade held the Zhili Sword, and the blood-red shadow behind him moved like his shadow, following his every move. The moment he raised the sword, the shadow also moved synchronously, as if it had merged with Blade in the real world, and directly faced the Clear Sky Hammer, which was known as the world's number one weapon spirit.

Tang San's attention was completely focused on this attack. His anger and determination overwhelmed his mind, and he was unaware of the changes that happened to the blade. He put all his strength into swinging the Clear Sky Hammer towards the blade. The hammer made a sound of breaking through the air, as if it was going to destroy everything that stood in its way.

boom!
With a deafening sound of metal collision, the scene was once again shocked by the huge aura caused by the confrontation between these two powerful forces. Dust flew in the air, covering the sky and the sun.

"Impossible!! You! Also have twin spirits?!" Tang San's voice was filled with disbelief and fear.

At the same time, his body flew backwards again like a cannonball. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was directly shattered by the powerful impact, turning into rays of light that dissipated into the air. Ren narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he must give Tang San a chance to react.
In an instant he flew towards Tang San who was knocked flying, his speed was so fast that it seemed like teleportation.

When he reached Tang San, he threw a punch, hitting Tang San's stomach hard. Then, he turned around and kicked Tang San, causing him to roll on the ground, rolling several more times than before.

"Puff!" Tang San struggled to get up, holding his stomach, his face as pale as paper, his face full of pain, he felt the food in his stomach was churning violently, as if he was about to vomit at any time. His body was shaky, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, but his eyes still flashed with unwillingness.

His buttocks and stomach ached now, and the hands holding the Clear Sky Hammer were trembling incomparably at this moment!

The collision with the blade just now seemed to have put a huge pressure on his hand! The most terrifying thing was that his Xuanyu Hand didn't work at all!

Tang San's heart was extremely complicated. He could not accept such a reality. In his main character template, he had never experienced such a setback. He had previously thought that as long as he used the power of the Tang Sect and the power of the Clear Sky Hammer, he could defeat all enemies. But now, facing the madman Ren, he was completely powerless to fight back.

"The power of the Tang Sect and the power of the hammer can't do anything to this madman?! No! No! This is not my protagonist template!!"

Tang San stared at the blade holding the sword slowly walking towards him, as if he had seen the evil demon he feared most in his two lives!
He was really scared now, but at the same time his eyes were full of hatred! He couldn't believe that he had encountered such a big setback before he even started his journey to become the protagonist!
[Ding! The protagonist has developed a great fear of the host, and the role-playing progress increases by 0.8%! ]

[Ding! The protagonist's mentality explodes, and the role-playing progress increases by 0.6%! ]

[Current role-playing progress: 8.96%! ]

[Ding! Role-playing progress increased by 1%, and you will receive a bonus draw, and one more thousand-year soul ring! ]

[Ding, your current level is not high enough, so you cannot wear spirit rings for now! ]

At this moment, Ren didn't pay attention to the system. He just looked at Tang San with amusement and said sarcastically:

"You have never disappointed anyone. I was looking forward to it for nothing. Is this your second martial spirit? How ridiculous! Haha!"

When Tang San heard this, he felt as if he was stabbed with a knife. He was extremely angry but did not dare to show it at all. He felt extremely aggrieved!

At this moment, Tang San's heart was like a raging sea, his self-esteem suffered an unprecedented blow. The Clear Sky Hammer that he used as a trump card before was a symbol of his strength, but now it has become a symbol of his failure. His pride was torn to pieces, his beliefs were destroyed, and an indescribable sense of humiliation surged from the depths of his heart.

But in order to save his own life, Tang San had to lower his head. There was a hint of begging for mercy in his expression, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice: "Ahem, I lost, let me go."

(End of this chapter)