Dugu Bo shut down.
He had guessed that Tie Hu and Gong Qiuli were Titled Douluo, but he had never expected them to be this powerful.
Tie Hu went without saying. His defense alone was enough to leave Sword Douluo helpless.
And although Gong Qiuli was a support Soul Master, that arsenal of divine skills was far stronger than the Martial Soul of the so-called World's Number One Support Sect.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could not even break through to Spirit Douluo, while Gong Qiuli was already a Titled Douluo.
Not to mention that Gong Qiuli possessed an unheard-of Soul Skill like long-distance teleportation.
Dugu Bo had originally felt somewhat aggrieved about becoming someone else's subordinate.
But now? Aggrieved? What bullshit.
Others would kill for the chance to feel aggrieved like that.
"Master Meng, tell me. How am I supposed to use this Snowy Swan Kiss?"
With such a powerful lineup protecting him, if he still died, then it would truly mean his fate had it coming.
"Wait."
Dugu Bo remembered something else.
"Young Master, if I die, please take care of this subordinate's granddaughter. Without me as her grandfather, I'm afraid Yan'er will be bullied."
Even if he died, Dugu Bo wanted his granddaughter to keep clinging to Lin Qi's golden thigh.
"You're so long-winded."
Master Meng slapped Dugu Bo.
"With me here, you won't be able to die even if you want to."
Dugu Bo: ...
Does that mean he wants me to suffer a fate worse than death?
Having made up his mind, Dugu Bo no longer hesitated. He would take the gamble. Even if there was danger, he accepted it.
For that slim chance to become a god, he would risk everything.
"Little Qi, have Tie Hu assist me," Master Meng said.
Lin Qi