Chapter 272 Identity Revealed

Brother...

Tang Sui closed her eyes, sighing in her heart,

"If you want to do it, then go for it."

Just as you always stood behind her unconditionally when she made any choice, this time, it was her turn as a sister to support her brother's more crazy and bold decision.

"Thank you, Sui Sui."

In Tang San's left hand, black light surged. Tang San, who had entered his blackened state, also changed his aura.

"Shuoshuo—!"

The dark Blue Silver Grass vines twisted into a single strand, briefly obscuring Feng Xiaotian's vision, but they did not charge directly at Feng Xiaotian as before.

"Zizizizi—"

An inconspicuous black hammer appeared in his grasp.

At the same time, a ground-splitting tremor suddenly erupted from beneath Tang San's feet. Centered on the legs that Feng Xiaotian had half-pressed into the ground, the already uneven ground, made so by Feng Xiaotian's fierce and powerful attacks, instantly cracked open into a sunken circular pit. Tang San's legs, restricted by the terrain, immediately regained their freedom!

"Hah—!"

Tang San rotated his body halfway, tightly gripping the suddenly enlarged Clear Sky Hammer. He lowered his waist, exerted force with his calves, channeling power from his legs to his waist, from his waist to his back, and from his back to his arms. The entire person rotated, with only the black giant hammer tightly held in his hands sweeping upwards from below, directly meeting Feng Xiaotian.

This... is a weapon?!

The thought of Tang San cheating flashed through his mind. In the next second, Feng Xiaotian, unable to retract his nineteenth consecutive slash attack, slammed hard into the black giant hammer.

"Boom—!"

The wind's momentum, which had been leaning towards his dominance, was disrupted and all rebounded, smashing him flying.

"Cough!"

Feng Xiaotian clumsily stabilized himself in mid-air, clutching his surging chest, his gaze like a torch, staring intently at the pitch-black hammer in Tang San's hand, whose aura had drastically changed.

If he could see it, he would have seen a slight crack on his wings this time, because that sudden hammer blow had caused him internal injuries.

The intense pain tinged his face with paleness, but he still stared fixedly at Tang San. As his body spun, he watched in horror as the small hammer appeared in Tang San's hand.

At this moment, he had no time to ponder why his opponent had a weapon. As long as the referee hadn't called a halt, it meant his opponent hadn't violated the competition rules and hadn't used a weapon other than his martial soul.

Wait... martial soul...

Feng Xiaotian, who realized something, his pupils constricted, then suddenly widened. Suppressing the urge to cough, he squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat and asked, "You... have twin martial souls, don't you?"

Tang San, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer, which weighed five hundred jin even without soul rings, with one hand, his gaze was cold, and his voice was clear, "Yes."

"Your other martial soul..."

"The hammer is named, Clear Sky."

Tang San coldly uttered four words. In the next second, Tang San pushed off the ground, his figure launching from his original position.

Feng Xiaotian, swiftly retreating, his eyes sharp, hastily collected himself and began to adjust his offensive.

With one attack failing, next time, by the time Tang San landed again, Feng Xiaotian had already adjusted his balance in mid-air.

Their bodies rotated almost simultaneously, but one was in the sky, and the other was on the ground. Feng Xiaotian's wings struck down again, and Tang San's small hammer swung up again. The intense collision sounds echoed like rain hitting banana leaves.

Both Tang San and Feng Xiaotian spun faster and faster. In just a few blinks of an eye, more than ten fierce collisions had ended.

The referee, who had finally discerned that the other hammer Tang San produced was not a weapon but a martial soul, stood there like a petrified statue, unmoving.

The other academy students, who had snapped back to reality amidst the sounds of collision between Feng Xiaotian and Tang San, also began to whisper, all of them discussing Tang San's other martial soul.

However, gradually, inquisitive glances also occasionally fell upon Tang Sui, who was biting her lip tightly and remaining silent, with appraisal and scrutiny.

After all, in their updated profiles, Tang Sui and Tang San were actual siblings.

If the brother was a twin martial soul and wielded the Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect, then the sister, who did not inherit the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul... might she also be of the Clear Sky Sect bloodline?

On the judging panel, Emperor Xue Ye's gaze froze, and Platinum Bishop Salas's gaze froze.

It could be said that any soul master present who was above level sixty, over fifty years old, and had some seniority, their hearts were trembling at this moment.

What was that?

What was that black small hammer?

They knew perfectly well what that hammer named "Clear Sky" represented and the meaning behind it!

That was a martial soul! A true martial soul!

It was a martial soul that had created countless glories in the entire Soul Master world, the pinnacle of weapon-type martial souls!

Its existence represented a sect, a place that gathered countless strong individuals, and an ultimate martial soul with absolute offensive power and explosive force.

It was the continent's number one weapon-type martial soul—the Clear Sky Hammer!

Twin martial souls.

Clear Sky Sect, Clear Sky Hammer, twin martial souls.

Each of these phrases made other soul masters gasp for breath, stirring the nerves of every soul master, especially Platinum Bishop Salas, the representative of the Spirit Hall seated in the second seat!