Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

ulin. 。This forging process was truly exhilarating. Tang Wulin's dragon roar lasted for nearly a full minute before gradually subsiding. His eyes sparkled with newfound brilliance, and he clearly felt..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonths of his heart. Because his opponent was a Soul Douluo, his biggest mistake was launching an attack without first probing them. 。Doing this without understanding the opponent's capabilities is to c...