He had not used his fist force to leave his body just now, unlike how he dealt with the swordsman earlier.
Yet, the restrained fist force was even stronger than the outward burst.
This indicated that the strength of the man with the hammer was even more formidable than that of the man with the sword.
In reality, Ning Beichen was unaware that the man with the hammer was even more astonished than him.
This was divine power, and the hammer he held was extraordinary. To have it blocked by this man's fist was simply inconceivable.
At this moment, the golden-haired man's hammer once again emitted a golden light and ferociously smashed towards Ning Beichen. The small hammer seemed poised to shatter the heavens.
"There is no power in this world that can contend with the divine might of the Divine Sect's court, for it is the power of God!" the golden-haired man declared loudly.
With a thunderous boom!
The hammer seemed to grow larger, pressing down on Ning Beichen like a mountain.
But as the hammer descended, the golden-haired man felt as though it had struck a ball of cotton, utterly lacking any satisfying impact.
"This is impossible!"
The golden-haired man, holding the hammer, found it suspended above Ning Beichen's head. A force was preventing it from descending, no matter how hard he pushed. This filled him with utter shock.
"The power of God?"
Ning Beichen indeed felt this power was terrifying, possessing destructive potential. Had he not been on guard, he would have been gravely injured by the hammer strike.
However, this golden-haired man's ability was insufficient to threaten Ning Beichen. Thus, Ning Beichen had only used his Grandmaster's domain to neutralize the hammer's attack.
When the man's hammer descended, it felt like striking marshmallows. This was precisely the Grandmaster's domain, merely invisible.
At this point, the golden-haired man began to panic.
In the past, no matter how powerful his opponent, he had never failed to kill them with one hammer strike. If one wasn't enough, two would suffice.
But before Ning Beichen, his divine hammer was utterly useless; it couldn't even touch Ning Beichen.
Amidst the man's panicked gaze, Ning Beichen reached out, prying his fingers open one by one and taking the hammer from his grasp.
Ning Beichen studied the hammer for a while but found nothing unusual.
"Let's give it a try," he mused.
Ning Beichen, holding the hammer, struck the golden-haired man's chest. He also retracted his Grandmaster's domain.
The golden-haired man cried out in pain, sent flying by Ning Beichen's hammer. However, the power of the blow far exceeded Ning Beichen's expectations, as the man seemed unharmed.
"Strange, why isn't it working?"
Ning Beichen examined the hammer back and forth. In his hands, it felt like an ordinary hammer, with no additional mystical power. At best, it was more aesthetically pleasing than a common hammer.
Ning Beichen swung the hammer again, aiming for the golden-haired man. The man hastily dodged, but found himself unable to evade Ning Beichen's attacks, no matter how hard he tried. Finally, the hammer landed on his head for the second time.
With a resounding thud.
The golden-haired man bled profusely, his head split open by the hammer. Yet, no miraculous power emerged. In Ning Beichen's hands, it remained an utterly ordinary hammer.
"Perhaps I need to infuse it with inner force?"
Ning Beichen swung the hammer a third time and struck the golden-haired man again.
This time, the golden-haired man was sent flying dozens of meters into a sand dune, half his body buried in the sand.
"Still not working?"
Ning Beichen, without a second glance at the man buried in the sand, pondered with a frown.
The force that had sent the man flying was his own inner force, unrelated to the hammer. The hammer itself remained the same, possessing no special power.
"Did I guess wrong? Or perhaps this hammer itself has no power, and the power belongs to that blond mongrel?"
Ning Beichen was somewhat perplexed.
If that mysterious force earlier belonged to the golden-haired man, then his strength was exceedingly weak.
Although Ning Beichen was a Grandmaster, considered the pinnacle of worldly martial arts, apart from using his Grandmaster's domain earlier, he had barely utilized any other Grandmaster abilities.
Yet, the two golden-haired men before had displayed power with their hammer and sword that had truly moved Ning Beichen.
With this thought, Ning Beichen walked over, pulled the golden-haired man from the sand dune, and then shoved the hammer back into his hand, saying:
"You, hit me with this hammer."
The golden-haired man, extracted from the sand, felt his mind buzz. He had never heard such an absurd request in his life.
"You... you really want me to hit you?"
The golden-haired man knew he was no match for Ning Beichen. Hearing such a preposterous and bizarre request, he found it hard to believe.
"Just do as you're told, or I'll kill you on the spot." Ning Beichen declared fiercely.
"You asked for it."
They were enemies to begin with. The golden-haired man took the divine hammer without hesitation, pouring all his strength and unleashing what he felt was divine power.
The hammer, which had seemed ordinary in Ning Beichen's hands, now blazed with light, resembling Thor's hammer from the movies.
Ning Beichen once again felt that solemn, mysterious power emanating from the hammer.
However, this time Ning Beichen did not attempt to block it. Instead, he tapped his foot on the sand and sent his body flying backward through the air, as if gliding across the desert.
With a deafening roar!
The hammer missed Ning Beichen and struck the ground, creating a sand crater ten meters in diameter. A mysterious power permeated the crater, likely to dissipate only after some time.
"How strange? Why can you use it, but I can't?" Ning Beichen asked.
"Hahaha... This is the divine hammer of the Divine Sect's court. The divine hammer contains the power of God. How can you use the divine hammer without God's power? Only a fool like you would return the divine hammer to me."
The golden-haired man burst into mocking laughter. Seeing Ning Beichen dodge and refuse to catch his hammer, his confidence returned.
"Die!"
The golden-haired man pursued, swinging his hammer at Ning Beichen once more.
However...
The same strange sensation reappeared. His hammer seemed to strike into cotton candy, lacking any resistance, and his hammer once again returned to Ning Beichen's hand.
"Divine power?"
Ning Beichen shook the hammer a few times, finding he truly couldn't activate it. Did it really require divine power to be used?
"No, Master said that all power in the world is the same; only the names and designations differ."
Ning Beichen first knocked down the golden-haired man with a single blow, then continued to study the hammer.
After a while, a look of joy appeared on Ning Beichen's face.