Tang San stared blankly at the scene, bloody tears streaming from his eyes.
Why? Why had things ended this way for him?
He was someone who had been reborn, carrying the Tang Sect's supreme techniques and the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record with him. After his rebirth, he had even gained twin martial souls. Someone like him should have stood at the mountain's summit, looking down upon everything.
Yet why couldn't he even defeat Xu Ran, a native of the Douluo Continent?
He had twin martial souls. Xu Ran did not.
He had the Tang Sect's supreme techniques. Xu Ran did not.
He had exquisite hidden weapons. Xu Ran did not have those either.
Why was the gap between him and Xu Ran still so vast? Why?
Tang San watched the scene with despair in his eyes. Xu Ran was kissing Xiao Wu, his left hand holding her head tightly to deepen their kiss, while his other hand roamed restlessly up and down her back and buttocks without the slightest restraint.
"Mmph, mmph." Watching this, Tang San grew furious once again. His face flushed crimson with rage, and he made no effort to conceal the murderous intent and hatred in his eyes.
He struggled frantically, trying to get up from the ground.
He finally saw it clearly. Xu Ran was out to torment him.
Xu Ran had stolen his woman and was even being intimate with Xiao Wu right before his eyes.
Every last bit of this was meant to humiliate him.
Xu Ran wanted to trample on his dignity as a man.
At that moment, Xu Ran kissed Xiao Wu while watching the expressions on Tang San's face beneath his foot with mockery.
Their eyes met. Tang San saw a trace of contempt and toying amusement in Xu Ran's gaze,