"Dugu Bo and Lei Zhen are merely two ordinary Titled Douluo. They dared lay hands on you, Hao Brother? They must be tired of living." Tang Xiao snorted, making no attempt to conceal his aura.
Tang Hao caught his arm and shook his head repeatedly. "Brother Xiao, that boy is no simple opponent!"
"That boy? Qin Yuan?" Tang Xiao asked in puzzlement.
The Moonlight Pavilion was the Clear Sky Sect's forward outpost. Tang Yuehua had long since sent word to the sect about events in Heaven Dou City and across the continent. Though the Clear Sky Sect had secluded itself, it still received the latest intelligence from the outside world.
Tang Hao smiled bitterly. "I suffered heavy losses at that boy's hands twice in a row. He is indeed a Soul Douluo, but he has two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings. The ages of his first four Spirit Rings are exceptional too, barely inferior to Grandfather's back then."
"I understand now. That boy must have obtained some sort of inheritance. His true strength is probably no weaker than an ordinary level ninety-five Titled Douluo's. Dugu Bo isn't the so-called weakest Titled Douluo on the continent, either. He quietly broke through to level 94, and Lei Zhen is at the ninety-second level as well."
"If you really fought them, with Ye Tianxin supporting them, you would be in serious trouble, Brother Xiao."
Tang Xiao knew how terrifying Tang Chen had been back then. If Qin Yuan had encountered a similar opportunity, his strength was bound to be extraordinary.
Tang Xiao sighed helplessly and asked, "If you knew how strong they were, why did you provoke them?"
"Yuehua told me those four can't piss into the same pot as Spirit Hall! Spirit Hall has grown increasingly overbearing in recent years. Sooner or