Chapter 673 - Advancing To The Next Round (1/2)

Chapter 672 - Advancing to the Next Round

How was Tang Wulin able to wield a hammer which weighed as much as 5,000 pounds? It was all attributed to his unusually great strength and the power of the Golden Dragon King. He swung his right hammer in a sidearm blow with all his weight behind it. The huge weapon created a gust of wind so strong that small rocks rolled on the ground like popcorn on the bottom of a pan, only not as violently. It was not possible for Dai Yueyan to dodge, not when he hadn't even managed to regain his footing after the sharp pull from Goldsong.

The prince had barely raised his arms when the hammer reached him. His breath went out of him at the sudden impact. Then he found himself flying backwards at high speed. If not for his gauntlet, his arms might have been shattered by that blow.

Crouching down as low as he could, Tang Wulin pushed energy into his legs and leapt towards Dai Yueyan. Eight phantom dragons appeared from beneath his feet, gave him a forceful push, and vanished.

In a matter of seconds, Tang Wulin caught up with him and brought his left hammer down in a golden arc.

Dai Yueyan slashed his tiger claws recklessly at the insanely huge weapon coming cras.h.i.+ng down in an attempt to destroy it, but failed; the hammers were made of a type of rare metal, and that was why Tang Wulin didn't want to sell them.

With a weapon as big as that, it was hard for it to miss. Dai Yueyan coughed up a mouthful of blood as the hammer slammed into him. His one-word battle armor was helping, but it couldn't cancel out the impact completely. The fourth prince thudded to the ground, leaving a crater beneath his back.

The audience couldn't help but close their eyes, hoping it was just a bad dream.

Tang Wulin gave him no respite. He landed beside the crater and whirled his right hammer up once again. He wouldn't give him any chance to turn the tables. If the prince's life was in danger, he was convinced the referee would stop him in time.

Fang'er was watching with wide eyes, distraught. I wasn't aware he was capable of this kind of power! That flurry of attacks must have left the fourth prince in pretty bad shape. He must be in a lot of pain, and Tang Wulin is ready to finish this match! There is no chance of countering that attack of his.

En Ci could see worry written all over the emperor's face.

Before the merciless weight could land on the poor prince again, the referee rushed in front of Tang Wulin, slammed into the hammer's face with his palm, and sent it flying out of the boy's hand and landing on the stage with a deafening thud. Eight soul rings were revolving around him.

Tang Wulin staggered back several steps before he managed to regain his balance. A smile showed on his face. I won.

Dai Yueyan struggled to his feet. He had returned to his human form, his armor dented and smudged with dirt and blood here and there.