With the help of his Golden Dragon Body and the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique, Tang Wulin was swinging his hammers faster and harder.

It went on that way for what seemed a long time. Back and forth they moved across the stage, rocks flew out of Long Yue's body where it was. .h.i.t by the hammers, and then they disappeared in a flash of light.

En Ci had never thought such a young, low-ranked soul master would be equal to Long Yue in terms of physical power. Even some eight-ringed soul masters can't rival the strength of Long Yue. The Shrek Academy is not called the “Monster Academy” for nothing.

“Not half bad!” Long Yue laughed. His blood was singing; he had never felt so alive in a long time. A worthy opponent was hard to come by for someone as strong as him.

Tang Wulin was excited as well. Long Yue was a perfect target for him to test his full power. Training with Mu Ye had unlocked the hidden power in his body, and due to that and the energy of the Golden Dragon King in his blood, he felt his punch could deliver at least 10,000 pounds of force.

Dai Yueyan was depressed and absent-minded these days. He felt he had failed the people of the Star Luo Empire as well as his father. He had been regretting not having put on his battle armor earlier when fighting Tang Wulin, but when he saw the Dragon King using the spear, he suddenly felt much better. He had never once forced Long Yue to use a weapon in the many times he had sparred with him. Tang Wulin had done something he couldn't do, which meant he couldn't have defeated Tang Wulin, even if he had used his battle armor from the very beginning. Long Yue's incredibly strong, the prince thought, but Tang Wulin is able to block his forceful blows with his hammers. He must be using the Tang Sect's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique, judging from the way he swings those hammers. It's a forging technique, but not many blacksmiths use it; it's difficult to master and extremely strength-consuming to use. Dai Yueyan stared at Tang Wulin, thoughtful. It seems the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique can make hammer-type weapons even deadlier. It's impossible for soldiers to wield such heavy hammers, though. Tang Wulin's fighting style had inspired him. He was thinking about if there was a way to use heavy hammers in war. He had to think about things like this, if he wanted to rule the Star Luo Empire well. Mechas should be able to wield heavy hammers no problem! His face brightened at the thought.

When Tang Wulin delivered his thirty-sixth strike, Long Yue blocked it with his spear, falling back two steps, his weapon s.h.i.+vering.

“You're gonna have to do better than that!” Long Yue shouted, bringing the spear down at Tang Wulin's head.

Tang Wulin slid sideways and avoided him easily as he unleashed the thirty-seventh strike. His hammers were growing heavier with every blow, and he knew he was not swinging it as quickly as he'd done earlier, nor raising it as high. His power was reaching its limit.

He was able to use the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique to deliver fifty-four consecutive strikes when using his forging hammers, but this pair of hammers was much heavier. His arms were growing tired and weak.

Tang Wulin's hammer caught Long Yue full in his right arm. The Dragon King staggered back five steps before steadying himself. He found his right hand numb and his weapon falling to the ground.

Tang Wulin knew he wouldn't get a better chance. He started spinning like a top and then flung his hammers at Long Yue's chest one after the other.

The audience watched with bated breath, wondering how the Dragon King would block the two huge hammers which were coming cras.h.i.+ng at him.

“Rivers!” Long Yue shouted, his second soul ring s.h.i.+ning. He had no choice but to use his second soul skill.

A huge wave appeared out of thin air, threatening to engulf everything in its path. But the hammers went right through it.

“Bog!” Long Yue wasted no time resorting to his third soul skill. A thick layer of mud appeared in front of him right away. It managed to stop the first hammer, but not the second one.

Boom!

The hammer smashed right into him, generating an impact so strong that Long Yue slammed into the soul barrier before flying over a hundred yards. Then he landed heavily on his feet, panting.

Tang Wulin was pale from using too much power. He was taking deep breaths, trying to regenerate his strength and soul power.

People sitting in the stands were watching with shock. They couldn't bring themselves to believe that Tang Wulin was getting the better of Long Yue.