Chapter 454: This Guy Can Fly? The Audience is Shocked! Supreme Might - Part 1

On the arena, Tang Hao executed the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique, transforming into a black arc filled with explosive power.

He aimed at Luo Yu, whose figure wobbled unstably on the ground.

"Let's see how you block this!"

With a swing of his hammer, Tang Hao shattered Luo Yu's ice crystal petals defense and smashed toward him.

"Clang!"

The loud blast spread.

In the shaking wheelchair, Luo Yu still managed to thrust his sword with precision, slanting it against the Haotian Hammer.

Not only did he repel Tang Hao's onslaught, but he also used the rebound force to steady himself and the wheelchair.

Tang Hao was inwardly shocked, how could this kid have such ability.

Sword technique this remarkable?

He was well aware how perfect his attack timing and angle choice were, yet the opponent still blocked it?

Tang Hao suddenly felt a chill down his spine, this kid must not be spared.

With such swordsmanship skills and martial soul talent, if he were to grow for a few more years, even he would not be his match.

He twisted his body in mid-air, unleashing a series of hammers.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Luo Yu continuously parried the hammers, showcasing a contest of strength.

Sparks flew from the collisions, and the speed of both fighters reached extreme limits.

Luo Yu caught each hammer blow, but Tang Hao was not annoyed, instead, a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This kid was so underestimating him, he was undoubtedly going to die today.

Hadn't he realized that each of his hammer blows was gathering more terrifying force than the last?

Until the final hammer.

Tang Hao let out a fierce roar, concentrating his spirit, energy, and soul to the utmost.

The final strike of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique, Ninety-Nine Unity!

Thousands of hammer shadows seemed to appear in the sky, converging into nine black-scaled dragons, finally merging into one.

Tang Hao and that one black-scaled dragon merged together, carrying a heaven-quaking momentum, and ferociously smashed towards Luo Yu.

With such terrifying pressure, the spectators outside the arena had already turned pale and were quite frightened.

But Luo Yu had a smile on his lips, clearly excited, his eyes shining.

"Interesting, much stronger than that guy Tang San."

"Great, I'm not sleepy anymore!"

He switched to holding the sword with both hands, as his Fifth 200,000-Year Red Soul Ring burst into brilliant red brilliance.

The Zhu Tian Sword underwent another change, its blade rapidly transforming in essence amidst the hot and strong red light.

He aimed it at the black-scaled dragon descending from the sky and chopped down overhead.

"Boom!"

Under Luo Yu's control, the Sky-Punishing Longsword instantly enlarged in the air, extending further and further.

Thirty meters.

Forty meters.

One hundred meters!!

The Longsword extended to its limit, radiating terrifying and vast might, as if it could cleave the sky and sunder the earth.

At that moment, even the shadows of the black dragon from the Ninety-Nine Unity seemed a bit slenderer.

The two met in mid-air.

"Boom!"

The Sky-Punishing Longsword vertically cleaved onto the dragon's head, producing a tremendous metallic roar.

The entire audience momentarily lost their hearing.

The two were at a standstill.

"How could the Haotian Sect's Supreme Technique be so easily parried by your sword, what a joke!"

Tang Hao roared, his upper clothing instantly bursting apart.

He revealed a body that was immensely muscular, with winding muscles like coiled dragons, as if they were fortified with reinforced concrete.

The surging power of qi and blood merged with soul power into the hammer, unleashing even greater force, about to shatter Luo Yu's longsword.

Luo Yu remained silent, his expression grim, his focus extraordinarily intense, gone was any semblance of casualness.

Strong opponents would stir his true fighting spirit.

People like Tang San only made him sleepy.

As Tang Hao exerted force, two distinct dragon roars thundered from his arms.

Everyone's hearts trembled.

The power of the Fire Dragon King and the Water Dragon King erupted together.

Luo Yu's arms instantly transformed, revealing two dazzling and eye-catching sets of arm armor, and his already powerful strength soared rapidly.

Just as Tang Hao had a slight upper hand, in an instant, he was suppressed by Luo Yu.

That hundred-meter-long giant sword cleaved down, unleashing blinding bright light, striking hard onto the head of the phantom black dragon post Ninety-Nine Unity.

In an instant, a smooth crack appeared on the forehead of the black dragon's phantom.

The next second, it dissolved into countless particles of light.

Tang Hao's figure became visible, his face filled with disbelief, unable to fathom how Luo Yu could have broken his Ninety-Nine Unity?

That hundred-meter Light Sword continued its descent unabated, breaking through the black dragon, and kept falling.

Tang Hao was greatly shocked.

How could this be, why does this child possess such strength!

Impossible!!!

He swung his hammer in a hurry to block, and with a clang, the longsword was only halted briefly.

The great momentum was unstoppable and fell firmly.

"Boom!"

Dust rose high, and earth and stones flew everywhere.

When the audience managed to suppress their shock and looked toward the arena as the dust cleared, their pupils contracted instantly.

At that moment, the stage had been split into two halves, a deep rift present, its depth unknown, as one couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

And at the start of the crack, Luo Yu slowly withdrew his longsword, his eyes sparkling with divine light.

He appeared like a deity descending to earth, his arms glowing resplendently, inviolable.

"I... I fuck... this is too fucking intense!"

"Is this the destructive power of a human?"

"Barely speaking before drawing a sword to split the stage?"

"Such a huge stage, directly cut in half, I've never even cut a cucumber so cleanly."

"Um... let me remind you, shouldn't you be more concerned about where Hao Tian Douluo has gone?"

The audience exchanged glances, then shivered.

"!!!"

"Don't tell me, this guy killed Hao Tian Douluo with one sword strike."

"Damn, how old is he to be killing a Titled Douluo?"

Luo Yu certainly didn't think the same as the spectators outside the arena; he turned his gaze toward the sky.

High above, there was a black dot.

There, Hao Tian Douluo was in disarray, deep sword marks on his burly and muscular frame.

With hair disheveled and panting heavily, he looked down at Luo Yu on the ground.

His eyes flickered with fear of what had just almost happened.

Had he been slashed by that sword, even with the strength of his body, he would have instantly been cleaved into two.

Thank goodness he dodged quickly!

This kid, why does he possess such terrifying combat power!

Was it because he had weakened from old injuries, or was this brat just too strong?

At this moment, Luo Yu spoke.

He calmly looked up at Tang Hao, who was gasping in the sky.

"To catch my sword just now."

"You—"

"Not bad!"

Tang Hao's face suddenly stiffened, and his eyeballs bulged out roundly.

"Hiss..."

Sounds of the audience drawing a breath in shock echoed repeatedly.

"You... Are you mocking me!" Tang Hao said, his face turning turquois, trembling with rage.

Luo Yu shook his head seriously.

"No."

"To catch one of my swords, you qualify to battle with me."

Tang Hao was furious, his heart exploding with rage, hair standing on end.

"How dare you, a mere junior, be so insolent!"

"I want you dead!"

He unfolded the Killing God Field, fully suppressing Luo Yu.

His body floated in the air, unwilling to come down.

Countless red blood feathers condensed within the Killing God Field, covering the sky and stabbing towards Luo Yu from above.

"You can't even hit me; you can only passively take a beating."

"How dare you fight with me!"

Tang Hao was confident of his victory, not the least bit flustered, his eyes sweeping with disdain.

"Oh?"

Luo Yu raised an eyebrow.

With a sweep of his longsword through the void, it instantly turned into the color of flowing cherry blossoms.

Numerous sword energies in the form of abundant petals congregated in the air.

Cherry-colored giant swords emerged from the ground, forming a sword formation that instantly shattered and cleared away the countless blood feathers striking from the sky.

Then, an astonishing scene occurred.

Brilliance flashed.

The wheelchair underneath Luo Yu disappeared, a sky-blue light flickered behind him, and a pair of majestic and dazzling Divine Peculiar Dragon Wings appeared.

With just a single flap, they stirred up gales, soaring upwards with great force.

The wrist turned, the sword light flickered.

Brandishing his sword, he ascended to the highest heavens to strike directly at Tang Hao!