17: Chapter 17 Your Spirit Hall geniuses are nothing special.
On the arena.
Wang Yu watched as Tang Hao charged at him with an unmatched and fierce Aura, wielding a pitch-black, lustrous giant hammer crackling with faint wisps of lightning, his heart feeling extremely grave.
He might not be able to take this strike.
But for the glory of Spirit Hall, he absolutely could not lose easily; even if he lost, he had to inflict mutual destruction and only lose by a slight margin in the end.
Thinking this, the second spirit ring on his body lit up, and the Soul Power around him surged frantically.
"Second Spirit Skill, Blazing Fire Armor."
At first glance, this Spirit Ability sounded like a purely defensive one, but it possessed both defense and offense.
After using the Second Spirit Skill, flames covered Wang Yu's body, forming a suit of armor; at the same time, his attacks would carry burning and knockback effects.
Facing the giant hammer lunging from Tang Hao, Wang Yu charged straight up, wanting to use his fists to block Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer.
"Boom—!"
The sound of flames and the giant hammer colliding rang out, and Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer was temporarily blocked under Wang Yu's Second Spirit Skill.
Seeing this, Tang Hao, holding the Clear Sky Hammer, glanced sideways at Wang Yu with a hint of appreciation in his eyes; it seemed that this Genius of Spirit Hall was not completely incompetent.
Since Wang Yu could block his Clear Sky Hammer for a moment, he, Tang Hao, acknowledged this title of Genius.
However, there were still gaps between Geniuses, and within the same Rank, Tang Hao was confident he could crush all other opponents.
Veins bulged on Tang Hao's arms as he swung the Clear Sky Hammer with even more force, and Wang Yu only felt a tremendous force coming from his fists.
Coupled with the fact that Tang Hao's hammer Aura was suppressing him every moment, he didn't last long before being sent flying backward by Tang Hao's giant hammer, lying on the ground with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Wang Yu's gaze looking at Tang Hao was filled with unwillingness, but he was powerless; Tang Hao's combat power was simply too formidable.
He felt that within the Spirit Grandmaster Realm, no Genius could defeat Tang Hao anymore.
"I lost."
Afterwards, Wang Yu stood up, revealing a bitter smile, and after saying that, he walked despondently off the arena.
Seeing that Tang Hao won against Wang Yu without even using his Second Spirit Skill, the younger generation of Spirit Hall felt immense pressure.
This Tang Hao was a bit excessively strong.
On the other hand, over at the Clear Sky Sect, the younger generation wore faces full of joy and arrogance, as if they were saying, "This is the super Genius of our Clear Sky Sect, isn't he amazing?"
After defeating Wang Yu, Tang Hao raised the pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, aiming it at the younger generation of Spirit Hall under the arena.
"Among the same Rank, whoever else wants to battle me can come up one by one. I, Tang Hao, accept the challenge here, and let me see if the limits of your younger generation in Spirit Hall are just that."
Having said that, Tang Hao put down the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and stood in place, waiting for the opposite younger generation to take the stage.
Facing such an arrogant Tang Hao, and with the home court still being at Spirit Hall, how could a group of hot-blooded young Geniuses endure it?
"Tang, how arrogant!"
"I'll come battle you."
A resolute-looking youth fiercely leaped onto the arena, gazing angrily at Tang Hao.
"Good, summon your Spirit! I want to see what skills you have."
Tang Hao raised the huge, waist-high pitch-black hammer beside him once again, and Battle Intent burst forth in his eyes.
Hearing this, the youth did not dawdle; two spirit rings slowly rose beneath his feet, and a large saber stained with blood appeared in his hand.
That bloodstain was clearly not freshly stained, but something the large saber originally possessed.
"Li Ruifeng, Spirit Dragon Blood Saber, Rank 29 Spirit Grandmaster."
As soon as his voice fell, Li Ruifeng wielded the large saber in his hand and slashed at Tang Hao; his saber technique was fierce, but his comprehension of the saber had not yet reached the Realm of "Aura".
Facing Tang Hao, who had already comprehended "Aura" and achieved some success in it, how could he be a match? He was suppressed and beaten by Tang Hao all the way, with almost no power to resist.
Even by using two Spirit Abilities, he still couldn't force out Tang Hao's Second Spirit Skill, only managing to make Tang Hao use his First Spirit Skill, Titans Hammer.
In the end, Li Ruifeng's outcome was also being crushed by Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, directly falling off the arena.
After winning consecutively against two Geniuses of Spirit Hall, Tang Hao's expression became even more smug, no longer taking the so-called Geniuses of Spirit Hall seriously.
The Geniuses of Spirit Hall couldn't even force out his Second Spirit Skill when facing him; the gap between them was simply too large.
"Hahaha, you Geniuses of Spirit Hall are nothing much after all."
"Among the same Rank, even two in a row are not my opponents. Forget it, I will give you a chance; you can let Geniuses at the Spirit Elder level battle me."
"I'd like to see if the Spirit Elder Geniuses of Spirit Hall are also this mediocre, unable to even force out my Second Spirit Skill."
Tang Hao's words completely trampled the face of Spirit Hall's younger generation into the dirt, showing not a shred of mercy.
Not only that, the Clear Sky Sect Disciples on the other side of the arena were even more arrogant, directly pointing at the younger generation of Spirit Hall and mocking them verbally.
"That's right, what Tang Hao said is correct. You Geniuses of Spirit Hall are nothing much; it's just that your ancestors were glorious, and by your generation, it's simply a disgrace."
"You aren't ashamed, but I feel ashamed for you."
As soon as the words fell, on the side of Spirit Hall, a handsome-looking youth revealed an angry expression and shouted loudly:
"Shut up!"
Following that, he clenched his fists tightly, looked towards Tang Hao, and asked:
"My Realm is at Spirit Elder, will you battle me?"
Although both he and Tang Hao belonged to the younger generation, he was two or three years older than Tang Hao and was already a Spirit Elder.
Challenging Tang Hao now was because Tang Hao and the Clear Sky Sect were too arrogant and did things without leaving any leeway; otherwise, he wouldn't want to bully the younger with the older.
Facing the handsome youth's inquiry, the corners of Tang Hao's mouth raised slightly, his eyes filled with confidence as he planted the Clear Sky Hammer in front of him.
"Yes, I am not afraid of Spirit Elders either."
The moment Tang Hao finished speaking, the handsome youth no longer hesitated, and a pair of wings grew out from his back.
The next moment, his wings beat against the air, and he soared up, arriving on the arena to face Tang Hao.
"Peng Yuan, Spirit Roc, Soul Power Rank 35, is your opponent for this battle."
After speaking, three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—rose beneath Peng Yuan's feet, swirling around his body.
The two looked at each other, nodded to one another, and then the battle began.
Peng Yuan flew high into the air first; his Spirit was a Roc, and fighting in high altitudes could unleash his maximum combat power.
Tang Hao below, when facing Peng Yuan of the Spirit Elder level, his expression also appeared a bit graver; after all, his Soul Power Rank was six levels higher than his, and he even had one more spirit ring.
Wanting to defeat such an opponent was not an easy task for him either.
"First Spirit Skill, Wind Blade Assault."
Peng Yuan shouted loudly, the first spirit ring on his body lit up, and the wings behind his back vibrated at high speed, shooting out multiple Wind Blades with extreme speed, carrying cutting and deceleration effects as they assaulted Tang Hao.
Seeing this, Tang Hao waved the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, smashing and defeating the incoming Wind Blades one by one with his hammer.
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