Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

Ghost Scythe Douluo was furious, his eyes wide open.

The look in his eyes was like that of a raging wolf, as if he wanted to devour Tang Lan in one bite.

There seemed to be raging fire in his eyes, and this anger seemed to be able to burn everything around him to ashes.

His face instantly turned red, like a ripe tomato.

The blue veins on his forehead bulged out like winding earthworms, jumping and jumping, which was terrifying.

He gnashed his teeth.

The sound seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth.

Filled with endless anger and murderous intent,

"How dare you challenge me like this? Today I will make sure you die without a burial place to vent my hatred!"

Every word was like a bombshell, full of destructive energy.

Ghost Scythe Douluo was enveloped in anger, his body trembling slightly.

The trembling contained an uncontrollable violent force.

It seemed that he would break free from his restraints in the next second, rush forward and tear Tang Lan into pieces, making him pay a heavy price for his arrogance.

As a Titled Douluo,

He is always highly respected in his daily life, and wherever he goes, there are countless admiring eyes following him.

That look was filled with awe and worship.

He is like a god high above, worshipped by everyone.

And today, he was actually humiliated by a mere two-ring great spirit master.

This is a ruthless trampling of his dignity and a blatant challenge to his authority.

He felt extremely angry and humiliated, and the rage in his heart was burning fiercely.

It was as if he wanted to burn this ignorant boy in front of him into ashes.

His originally proud face was now distorted by anger.

That arrogant look was replaced by disbelief.

He could not accept the fact that a being as weak as an ant in his eyes,

The fact that someone dared to say such outrageous words to him dealt an unprecedented blow to his self-esteem.

"Come if you can!"

Tang Lan showed no fear at all. He straightened his back, held his head high and shouted loudly.

His eyes were firm and resolute, like a blazing fire.

He looked directly into Ghost Scythe Douluo's eyes, which were filled with anger and murderous intent, without flinching.

His voice echoed in the air with a resolute momentum, as if he was issuing a final declaration of war to Ghost Scythe Douluo.

"Come if you have the guts! I want to see how capable you, the so-called Titled Douluo, are!"

Tang Lan shouted again, his voice getting louder and more provocative.

His feet stood firmly on the ground, as if they were rooted.

A fearless aura emanated from his whole body.

It seems like it is ready to face all challenges.

"Why waste your time talking to Guijian? He's just like an ant. I can easily kill him with just a flick of my hand."

Xingchen Douluo spoke slowly,

An invisible pressure as powerful as the vast galaxy suddenly spread like a surging tide.

His deep and majestic voice,

It was like the sound of chaos at the beginning of the universe, carrying an ancient and mysterious absolute power.

It was so shocking that it made one's soul tremble and one's legs shake violently involuntarily.

His grim face loomed in the shadows.

It is like a throne carved from the hardest black ice in the depths of the universe, emitting a biting cold that can freeze everything in an instant.

There were sparkling points of light in his eyes, as bright as billions of stars, but they also revealed endless indifference and detachment from the world.

It seemed as if everything in the world was nothing but a flash in the pan in his eyes, so small and fragile that it was not worth mentioning.

Time Douluo stood there like a sculpture.

Without saying a single word, he just snorted coldly.

He faced Xingchen Douluo fearlessly, his eyes wide open as if burning with blazing flames, and shouted angrily:

"If you attack me in front of me, do you think I'm dead?"

His voice, like a huge bell, was deafening, and echoed in this vast space with endless anger and majesty.

The sound seemed to carry rolling thunder, suddenly exploding in the air.