Chapter 446: All Soul Rings Unleashed, Stunning the Audience! Five red soul rings? And multicolored ones???_1
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Around Luo Yu, in addition to the diffuse dark red qi and blood and the Nine-colored Divine Light of the Dragon God Martial Soul.
Swords sang from all directions, sword energy crisscrossed the air.
Within a three-foot radius of him, countless shadows of sword light flickered.
"This... can't be... Does this guy really have a second Martial Soul?"
"Ah, this..."
"What the heck???"
Shouts of amazement followed one after another; the spectators not only stood up but their eyeballs nearly popped onto the stage.
Even Tang San became instantly unsettled.
The sneer on his face abruptly ceased, freezing in place.
Ning Fengzhi on the stage was still composed, but the Snow Night Emperor also suddenly stood up, his old eyes blazing with intense light.
"Boom!"
A column of sword energy shot into the sky, the ground trembling beneath it.
"Clang!"
The resonant sound of swords rang through the heavens, filling the entire arena, echoing inside the skull of every spectator.
The skin of the surrounding audience tightened as if they were suddenly slashed by invisible sword energy.
In Luo Yu's hands, there now extended an ancient sword that resembled a simple piece of jade, full of old charm and unadorned beauty.
"He actually really has a second Martial Soul!"
"This kid actually really has a second Martial Soul!!"
Someone shouted excitedly, feeling that the money spent on the ticket today was well worth it.
A duel between holders of Twin Martial Souls was extremely rare, the kind of match that no amount of money could buy.
"Damn, that's godly, a second Martial Soul just like that."
"That's gonna slap the other side's face real hard."
"I thought Tang San was already fierce, but this guy is even more brutal."
"Why do I feel like this is a duel between two crafty old foxes, each hiding deeper than the other."
At this moment, Tang San on the stage appeared utterly composed.
The hands he had been hugging his shoulders with trembled slightly, then he let them down and unnoticeably picked up the Hao Tian Hammer that had fallen to the ground.
Opposite him, Luo Yu smiled.
He lightly flicked the Nine Heavens Execution Sword in his palm, causing the sword body to emit a clear, ringing sound.
"Twin Martial Souls?"
"Is it that rare?"
The same words, yet for Tang San they carried a different sentiment.
How had he taunted before, and now his heart felt just as uncomfortable.
He had always believed that he was the most special, priding himself on possessing Twin Martial Souls, not expecting that this guy also had Twin Martial Souls.
Tang San vibrated the Hao Tian Hammer in his hand.
"Don't think just because you also have Twin Martial Souls you can oppose me, you should know, even with the same Twin Martial Souls, fighting power can be vastly different."
Luo Yu nodded, his tone playful:
"What you said is not wrong, your fighting power is indeed worlds apart from mine."
Tang San bellowed.
"You... are... full of it!"
"My Hao Tian Clan's weapon Martial Soul, Hao Tian Hammer, is world-renowned, what is that no-name trash Martial Soul of yours."
"I'll open your eyes right now!"
Having said that, Tang San fully activated the Hao Tian Hammer.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
The Hao Tian Hammer stirred up a fierce momentum, dark silhouettes of soul rings rising one after another.
A total of five, each emitting a powerful presence.
The spectator stands erupted.
"Five... Five hundred-thousand-year soul rings???"
"Is this real, shouldn't the first soul ring be yellow at most?"
"I've heard legends that a possessor of Twin Martial Souls can break the limits when adding soul rings to the second Martial Soul."
"Damn, this is too overpowered, I can't even!"
"How can anyone fight this."
Tang San, maneuvering the Hao Tian Hammer surrounded by five soul rings, stared down Luo Yu.
"See that? This is my true strength."
"My father and I traveled far and wide, enduring untold hardships, just to gather these full five hundred-thousand-year soul rings."
"What do you have to compare with me!"
"Hundred-thousand-year soul rings? Rare?" Luo Yu still displayed his usual nonchalance.
Tang San grew annoyed.
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"Stop boasting; this time, I won't believe you can pull off anything special, not even if it kills me,"
"At most, you'd just add a soul ring like mine."
"Big nephew, as a young man, don't speak too confidently."
Luo Yu slowly shook his head and, with a flick of his wrist, the Nine Heavens Execution Sword lit up with a dazzling red glow.
"Ch-ch-ch!"
One after another, blood-red soul rings rose up, a full five of them, flickering with profound blood light.
In an instant, the whole venue held its breath; everyone was as if being punished to stand still, completely stunned.
Ning Fengzhi repeatedly clicked his tongue from up high.
Even though it wasn't the first time he had seen Luo Yu's soul ring configuration, the sight still left him in unavoidable shock.
Seeing the Snow Night Emperor next to him gaping and losing his composure, Ning Fengzhi curled his lips.
It seemed this old fellow didn't know much about Luo Yu.
He probably didn't even know Luo Yu's true appearance and identity.
A hint of ridicule suddenly rose in his heart, wondering what the reaction of this old fellow would be if he knew that his daughter's competitor was the daughter of the Female Pope.
While others were still too shocked to speak, Tang San, who was directly facing Luo Yu, felt his head buzzing, and he was completely dumbfounded.
He had thought his five black hundred-thousand-year soul rings were unbeatable in the world.
But who would have thought that Luo Yu could be so monstrous, pulling out five blood-red soul rings directly?
Luo Yu raised an eyebrow.
"Big nephew."
"Why are you silent?"
Tang San was speechless, suddenly feeling a complete sense of powerlessness from being struck down.
He had thought everything he had was enough to crush Luo Yu.
Whether it was his Twin Martial Souls or the trump card of his five hundred-thousand-year soul rings.
Then, to his sorrow, he found all his trump cards had been ruthlessly crushed and ground into the dirt by someone else.
The audience members kept wiping their eyes, doubting whether they had seen wrong.
As for the competitors in the rest area, their mouths hung wide open, as if they could swallow a duck egg.
Feng Xiaotian, with the bandages wrapped around his face, fell silent. Did he feel like he was just a joke?
"How many jars of wine must I have drunk back then to taunt such a monster?"
"Isn't this asking for death?"
He touched his toothless mouth, where hatred had filled his heart, and he thought of seeking revenge when the time was right. Now, however, that feeling had completely dissipated.
Revenge?
How absurd, that would be like an old man hanging himself out of longevity, not seeking death would be impossible.
Luo Yu looked at Tang San, whose will to fight was sinking, and frowned.
"What, giving up just like that?"
"You're not thinking of surrendering, are you?"
"What a joke!"
Tang San shouted, "Don't think that just because you have a few hundred-thousand-year soul rings I'll be scared of you."
Luo Yu shook his head and corrected him:
"To be precise, they're not hundred-thousand-year soul rings, but, two hundred thousand years."
"Heh."
Tang San suddenly laughed, the panic on his face gradually fading.
"What nonsense, are there so many two hundred thousand year soul beasts in Soul Land?"
"Can your body withstand the invasion of energy from a two hundred thousand year soul ring?"
"Stop joking."
"My hundred thousand-year soul rings are genuine, but yours?"
Tang San cast a sidelong glance.
"I think they're just for show, a trick to deceive the eyes."
"Oh."
Luo Yu nodded and motioned with his finger.
"Then why not have a try and find out?"
"Heh, try and you'll die."
Tang San, wielding his hammer, charged forward swiftly, leaping into the air, taking to the skies, his soul rings flashing as he smashed down like a meteor.
The air boomed with the explosion, the hammerhead seeming to possess the force of ten thousand jun.
Luo Yu didn't even look, raising his hand for a sword strike, drifting through the void.
"Clang!"
The harsh clanging of metal on metal echoed through the entire venue.
The next second, Tang San's face changed dramatically, as he flew out like a kite with its string cut.