Chapter 465: The Formidable Mammoth

Chapter 465: The Formidable Mammoth

Two hundred meters is a distance that wouldn’t even allow ordinary people to see their opponent clearly. But Tang San could very clearly see the simple-minded smile on the face of the Golden Mammoth. It seemed to sense Tang San looking at it, and it even showed a slightly ingratiating expression, nodding at Tang San.

Then Tang San saw its weapons.

This Golden Mammoth had on each wrist a large bracelet, or rather bracer, because they looked more like wrist guards than like jewelry. With a flash of light from the two bracers, a heavy hammer appeared in each of its hands.

How does one usually define a "heavy hammer"? Certainly not as "a hammer with the head one meter in diameter and the handle four meters long and as thick as a human thigh."

Yet here they were, and there were two of them.

Tang San himself thought he was the wielder of a heavy hammer, but as it turned out, that wasn’t a heavy hammer. These were heavy hammers.

Even with Tang San's extensive experience, his face couldn't help but twitch when he saw these hammers. This guy was intense!

Just like for the previous matches, the judge didn’t bother with introductions and formalities and simply announced the start of the match.

"Begin!"

The Golden Mammoth's eyes lit up, and the ingratiating expression on its face instantly vanished, replaced by thirst for battle. It took a big step and charged directly toward Tang San.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...

With each step it took, the entire arena seemed to tremble. Even more terrifying, its imposing aura was rising crazily. Its skin instantly turned dark gold, and light shot out from its eyes. The originally black hammers now shone golden, as if they were coated with a layer of gold.

Tang San also moved, but instead of facing his opponent head-on, he turned and ran to the side. His light body moved swiftly as he tried to put some distance between him and his opponent.

However, despite the Golden Mammoth's massive size, its speed was anything but what the size suggested. When it started running, it was like a massive boulder rolling down a steep mountain. It adjusted its direction slightly and continued to charge at Tang San, quickly closing the distance between them.

"A human? Hey, is that really a human?" In the VIP seating area, a nobleman asked his companion.

"Yes, it does look like a human, but it's not clear which clan's vassal they belong to. How can a human compete? Check how they registered."

His opponent's aura had firmly locked onto him, making it impossible to simply run away at this moment.

But at that moment, Tang San's eyes flashed with a purple-gold light and two beams shot out from his pupils—Purple Demon Eyes!

The Golden Mammoth felt its sea of consciousness being fiercely struck, its mind going blank for an instant.

However, the Golden Mammoth was not known as the ultimate fortress for nothing. It had formidable defenses not only physically but also mentally.

In but an instant, the Golden Mammoth recovered from its daze, and the hammers continued their descent toward Tang San. The only difference from before was that the spiritual lock on Tang San had been disrupted by the Purple Demon Eyes.

Tang San did not panic at all. He lightly tapped the ground with his toes and gracefully soared upward. A bright platinum light burst from him—it was the Lion-Tiger Golden Force. Instead of retreating, he advanced. Just before the hammers fell, he leaped toward the Golden Mammoth, slipping through the gap between the hammers. The Lion-Tiger Golden Force opened a path for him, allowing him to avoid the direct impact of the hammers and get close to the Golden Mammoth.

The opponent was certainly a great actor, but when it came to playing the pig to eat the tiger, Tang San himself was no slouch. All that running around the stage was nothing but an act.

An opponent often revealed a flaw when launching their strongest attack.

Having slipped through the hammers, Tang San was now right in front of the Golden Mammoth. His target was naturally the opponent's throat, an invariably vulnerable spot.

But at that moment, the Golden Mammoth suddenly puffed out its chest. Its strong pectoral muscles bulged outward, blocking Tang San's upward path. This meant that Tang San's attack would land on its chest and could not reach its throat or face.

This type of defense was something Tang San had never seen before. However, he couldn't hesitate at such a critical moment. He instantly struck out with his right hand, hitting the Golden Mammoth's chest.

With a soft "puff" sound, Tang San used the momentum to bounce back. As the Golden Mammoth's hammers landed and rebounded, Tang San leaped high in a diagonal direction, avoiding the hammers' follow-up strike.

From the audience's perspective, it seemed as if Tang San deftly dodged the hammers, collided with the Golden Mammoth, and then rebounded to a distance. The colossal Golden Mammoth also landed, and the two sides separated once again.

"Is he just tickling the elephant? Hahaha!"

"What the hell, the human doesn't even have a weapon! What's the point of hitting him with your fists?"

Various noisy voices echoed in the audience, mostly complaining about the human’s lack of power. However, the two combatants didn't see it that way at all.