682 Difference

'Is that guy even human?''That pair of giant hammers can't be solid, right?' Questions like these arose in the hearts of countless members of the audience.

Tang Wulin shook his arms slightly. The giant hammers and their thirty-eighth Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had pushed him to his limit. Even with his incredible strength, constant pangs of ache and pain shot through his arms.

'I haven't even hurt him after all that. This guy is way too strong.'

Tang Wulin drew a deep breath. He suddenly took a great step forward and picked up his two giant hammers from the ground. With a flash, he returned them back into his storage bracelet.

'I can't use them anymore. My arms can no longer take it. Even if I used them again, I wouldn't be able to recreate the same effects.'