"Boom!" Another resounding boom erupted forth, and Tang Wulin's legs sank three inches further into the ground, but Ma Shan was forced to stumble back in retreat for five steps, and only then was he just barely able to arrest his own momentum.

On this occasion, his expression had truly changed. Even though he hadn't used any soul skills, his Herculean Divine Ape martial soul was a pure strength-type martial soul that had been passed down in his family for generations! In a clash of pure strength, he was confident that he could even oppose a Titled Douluo.

However, he had been bested in several consecutive clashes of strength against Tang Wulin, and that was making him quite frustrated.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, and said, "It would be rude of me not to reciprocate your offerings; take this spear strike from me, Corps Commander Ma!"

Piercing light erupted from Tang Wulin's eyes as his yin yang vortex began to rotate at a rapid speed. His feet were firmly planted into the ground, and his Golden Dragon Spear was thrust forward with mountainous force amid a thunderous...