One man wore a golden-patterned battle robe. Tall and lean, he stood over two meters in height, his slender body straight and sharp as a javelin.
His neat black hair was cut short, and his face was handsome. Most striking of all was the small golden snake mark between his brows.
It gave his entire presence an extraordinary sharpness, with a faintly sinister air.
The other was a standard burly brute. Dressed in brown clothing with black patterns, he actually bore some resemblance to Zhao Wuji. He stood two meters tall and had tidy short black hair.
His fingers were coarse, and the diameter of his forearms far exceeded that of an ordinary person's thighs. The muscles all over his body seemed cast from bronze.
Above his large, rosacea-like nose, the corners of his eyes appeared to have been deliberately pulled back, filling his gaze with malice.
Higher still were thick, pitch-black eyebrows as wide as thumbs, like heavy brushstrokes slashed across his forehead.
They added a trace of ruggedness to his vicious and sinister temperament.
He looked exceptionally fierce and clearly not someone to provoke.
Standing together, the contrast between the two was immense.
Had Xia Yan been present, though he had never met either man, he would certainly have recognized the one with the golden snake mark on his forehead as Snake Lance Douluo She Long, a level ninety-three assault-type Titled Douluo.
The burly man was Porcupinefish Douluo Bloodthorn, a level ninety-two assault-type Titled Douluo.
Both were elders of Spirit Hall. Ever since Qian Renxue had replaced Xue Qinghe, they had remained at her side to protect her.
Many years ago, She Long had caused the Second Prince, Xue Luochuan, to accidentally drown, while Bloodthorn had caused Xue Haicang, one of the four princes, to accidentally fall to