Bullies Without Titled Douluo, Flatten Them!

The Clear Sky Sect had once been immensely prestigious, never taking any other soul master faction or empire seriously.

Wherever they went, they looked down on everyone.

But now?

A few words from Ye Mu had provoked them into losing their composure.

Of course, it was also because the current Clear Sky Sect truly had no one capable of stopping them.

They were merely three Soul Douluo. They could be crushed at any time.

They had probably sensed the danger as well, which was why they were forcing themselves to hold on and did not dare make another move.

"Why aren't you fighting yet? What are you standing there for? Putting on a fashion show?"

"No one wants to look at a bunch of old fools like you. Aren't you disgusting?"

Ye Mu was having a great time insulting them.

Taunting the number one sect in the world on its own territory felt truly wonderful.

Unfortunately, the people of the Clear Sky Sect were terrible with words.

Perhaps they had been overbearing for too long and were accustomed to suppressing everything with absolute strength, so none of them had bothered to sharpen their tongues.

Tang Hong and the other two trembled with rage.

They could not win in a fight, nor could they win with words. It was unbearable.

"You... you are bullying the Clear Sky Sect because we have no Titled Douluo guarding us, aren't you?"

"Do you really think the Clear Sky Sect has no Titled Douluo now?"

"The Sect Master and the elders are all Titled Douluo. They will be back soon, and then you..."

Ye Mu raised a hand and cut him off.

"You're right. I am bullying the Clear Sky Sect because you currently have no Titled Douluo."

"Coming back soon? Didn't they eagerly run