Douluo Troll: Ascending to Divinity Through Elation

God said: Let there be laughter. And so, Aha tossed Luo Yan down into the Douluo Continent.

His Martial Soul was the Mask of Elation, forcefully shoved onto him by Aha. A transmigrator who makes a living by bending the rules, he descended into a world where everyone was desperately cultivating, desperately trying to grow stronger, and desperately striving to become a god.

Tang San was practicing with his hammer while Luo Yan was researching the twenty-eight daily uses of Blue Silver Grass.

Xiao Wu was getting into fights while he stood on the sidelines running an underground betting ring.

Spirit Hall was plotting a millennium-long grand scheme, and he handed the Pope a sticky note: 'Your crown is crooked.'

Everyone thought this guy was just a joke.

Until one day, they realized that the fundamental rules of the Douluo Continent had already begun to revolve around his laughter.

God said: Let there be laughter.

Luo Yan said: "Then let us laugh—except, you lose."