The Lord of Douluo

Douluo no Divine Throne Ruler Chapter 152.

"By the way Yang Yang, you're not fifteen years old yet this year." Bibi Dong looked at Chen Yang in front of him with a strange face and couldn't help but ask.

"I should have, it's been a few days since my birthday. You can count yourself as fifteen." Chen Yang replied seriously.

Speaking of which, Chen Yang's tone was still a bit pitying, "But it's really a shame to say, before I thought that according to my talent, I would be able to become a title Douluo at the age of fifteen..."

"I didn't expect that I would only be at a pitiful level 88 now, but it seems that I still think too highly of my talent."

Bibi Dong: "......."

Ghost Douluo: "........"

Kiku Douluo: "........"

When they heard this sentence from Chen Yang, all three of them involuntarily operated their soul power, recalling their current soul power level, and then couldn't help but recall what they were doing when they were fourteen years old.

With a flashback........

Hibito should have been close to level 40 when he was fourteen years old.

Kiritouro should have been level thirty-five or thirty-six when he was fourteen years old.

Kiku Douluo should have been level thirty-five or thirty-six when he was fourteen.

Thinking of this, several people looked at Chen Yang with a sudden annoyance.

Was this brat a blow?

But the good thing was that it wasn't the first time this kind of thing had happened.

Although they hadn't seen each other for a while, Bibi Dong, Ghost Douluo's and Kiku Douluo's had known Chen Yang for a long time and probably knew his personality temperament, so they also knew that he was simply giving out such a sentiment.

Therefore, they had nothing to say.

"Wait." Suddenly, the Ghost Douluo on one side furrowed his brows and thought of a rather important matter.

"Saint Son, when you were at level seventy before, you already had a strength of level ninety..."

"Then wouldn't it be if you're now at level eighty-eight?"

Thinking of this, Ghost Douluo looked strange.

Chapter 153 - Spike Ghost Douluo (Seeking Order)

Hearing this point that Ghost Douluo suddenly made, Kikuto and Bibi Dong on one side were stunned.

Because what Ghost Douluo said made sense.

When their Martial Spirit Hall had previously held exchange competitions with other academies, both Ghost Douluo and Kiku Douluo had followed Chen Yang's side for a long period of time, and had even seen Chen Yang's encounters with Sword Douluo, so naturally they knew that Chen Yang's overall strength could not be based on his superficial rank.

As for Bibi Dong, even though Bibi Dong was not at Chen Yang's side, she had been closely following Chen Yang's affairs, so she knew exactly what Chen Yang had been through.

Because of this, when they heard the Ghost Douluo wake up, Bibidong and Jiku Douluo's hearts thudded, looking at Chen Yang in front of them, their eyes became more and more shocked.

Only what a few people did not expect was....

Chen Yang himself was stunned.

He really didn't know what level he was at right now.

It would have been fine if it was back when he had just arrived at level eighty-one, at that time, although Chen Yang's level was only eighty-one, the abilities he was able to display were already equal to a ninety-five ranked title Douluo.

But now Chen Yang's level had arrived at level eighty-eight, seven levels more alive than the previous level of eighty-one, so to be honest, Chen Yang didn't know what level he had arrived at now.

As he thought about it carefully, the more he thought it was necessary to test it properly, so he cast his gaze towards the Ghost Douluo on one side and said, "Ghost Douluo, how about you test it with me?"

Ghost Douluo nodded to Chen Yang.

Not to mention that he was extremely close to Chen Yang, but Ghost Douluo himself was extremely curious about this matter, so he naturally would not refuse this small request from Chen Yang.

As such, Chen Yang, Ghost Douluo, Ju Douluo, and Bibidong quickly left the Pope's Hall and headed to the tournament grounds of their Martial Spirit Hall.

The Martial Spirit Hall's arena was very empty, with a large number of Soul Masters present, it was a good place for Soul Masters to improve their strength, for the most part, as long as they were motivated, most of them would go to the Martial Spirit Hall's arena during their vacations to find someone to spar with.

This was because actual combat was always the best way to improve one's strength. Furthermore, there were many members of the Martial Soul Hall, and soul masters from the lower thirties to the upper nineties could be found here, so it was the best place to cultivate.

The arrival of Chen Yang and the others quickly caused a stir throughout the tournament grounds.

Firstly, it was because of Bibi Dong's special identity, as the Pope, Bibi Dong would rarely come to a place like the tournament grounds.

Secondly, it was because of Chen Yang's identity now. There were many people in this Martial Spirit Hall's tournament grounds, and when the number of people increased, the number of people who knew Chen Yang naturally increased as well.

For a while, many members of the Martial Spirit Hall looked a bit excited when they discovered that the Saint Son who had been out for many years had returned.

Chen Yang and the others did not pay too much attention to the attitudes of the other Martial Spirit Hall members around them, they quickly walked onto the ring, and the same was true for the Ghost Douluo on the other side.

It was only this scene that further heightened the emotions of the Soul Masters and the others present.

Confirming the two people on the ring, one Soul Master even took the initiative to stop when they were cutting with the other members themselves, and gathered around towards the ring where Chen Yang and Ghost Douluo were.

"His Highness actually wants to fight with Ghost Douluo, could it be that His Highness has become a title Douluo?"

"His Highness Saint Son is now at most fifteen years old, a fifteen year old title douluo, this is too terrifying..."

Thinking of this, a member of the Martial Spirit Hall all said involuntarily. Within these members, there were some who were previously from the same Martial Spirit Hall Academy as Chen Yang, but at the moment, most of them were only at the fourth ring.

"Ghost Douluo, let's begin." Chen Yang ignored the thoughts of the other members of the Martial Spirit Hall and instead spoke directly to the Ghost Douluo in front of him at this instant.

"Fine, then Saint Son, I will show no mercy." Ghost Douluo nodded his head quickly at this as well.

He directly used his martial soul, and an extremely strange black ghost qi emerged from his entire body, which floated on top of Ghost Douluo's body, continuously converging towards his back, and eventually converging behind his body to create an extremely large black ghost shadow.

At the same time, the Ghost Douluo also directly lit up his yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black and black nine soul rings intact, rushing towards Chen Yang without mercy.

Chen Yang had also lit up his martial soul and soul rings at the moment.

But it was only when they truly began to fight that Chen Yang realized something rather important.

That was that it was obvious that the Ghost Douluo was already very fast and strong....

However, the Ghost Douluo that was now so swiftly coming towards him was a little slow in his own eyesight.

This made Chen Yang feel a little strange, in this unawareness, what level of strength had he arrived at?

"Ghost Douluo, do your best, don't worry." Thus, after several attacks and defenses, Chen Yang easily snatched away the Ghost Douluo's attack and spoke to one side.

"Okay." The Ghost Douluo also noticed this, and began to line out his strength completely as his heart was shocked that Chen Yang's strength had grown to this extent.

He saw that he directly used his martial soul's true body at this instant, and his entire body completely turned into a wisp of black smoke, and although his body did not grow larger, the Ghost Fallen at this moment was no longer in human form, truly resembling a demon.