"Uh… what's going on?"
Lord Lordiala, who had originally been rushing toward Meng Shu, suddenly knelt down mid-air, leaving him baffled.
How could this be happening to him?
His face changed drastically.
His eyes widened, showing disbelief.
He tried with all his strength but couldn't get back up.
It was simply unbelievable.
Originally proud and arrogant, he never expected such a strange event.
Others watching were also exchanging confused glances.
Xiao Wu looked at that Soul Douluo and laughed happily, "Haha, that Soul Douluo has gone crazy? That's way too weird!"
"Hmm... this is simply amazing. Could it be that fate is on our side?" Ning Rongrong and the others naturally thought it might be Zhang Fan's doing or maybe their own influence.
After all, weird things happened wherever they were, but Zhang Fan hadn't done anything, nor had they, yet the enemies suddenly went mad. It was just too miraculous.
"Bang!" They saw Lord Lordiala kneel before Meng Shu. He felt this was a huge humiliation, his face turning as dark as night. He struggled desperately but still couldn't stand.
Meng Shu was stunned, completely unprepared for this confident and arrogant Lord Lordiala suddenly kneeling before him.
He froze for a few seconds, his mouth hanging wide open.
Meng Yi Ran and She Po also stared blankly, totally unexpecting such a thing.
No one could believe it.
It was just too bizarre.
"You really are cowardly, scared but pretending to be so confident. Now? Pathetic, huh?" Meng Shu mocked Lord Lordiala with disdain.
Others watching were speechless at the sight.
"Lord Lordiala, you're really shameful, going backward in life, disgusting."
A soft, sinister voice sounded as a strange figure appeared in front of Meng Shu.
The person wore black clothes and had a white cloth covering their face.
Seeing the newcomer, Meng Shu's expression changed drastically, and he took a few steps back.
"Old man!" She Po immediately blocked Meng Shu aside.
Their combined presence was the only thing stopping the invisible pressure radiating from the white-cloaked man, showing how powerful he was.
"Long time no see, peerless Dragon Snake. You've got some nerve, aren't you leaving already?"
"You're here too!"
Meng Shu's face became serious seeing the newcomer.
"Let's go!"
He quickly grabbed She Po and Meng Yi Ran and walked aside, disappearing in an instant.
"Hurry up and attack, but don't kill that Zhang Fan. Injure him is fine!" The white cloth-masked man said.
"Yes!" Lord Lordiala suddenly stood up from the ground.
"Ding... Trigger storyline modification task."
[Lord Lordiala suddenly rushed again toward Zhang Fan and the others.]
Zhang Fan immediately changed "rush" to "kneel and kowtow."
"Bang!" Lord Lordiala suddenly knelt and kowtowed toward Zhang Fan and the others again.
"Bang!" Lord Lordiala slid forward kneeling again, kowtowing toward Zhang Fan.
The scene stunned even the white cloth-masked man. Was Lord Lordiala crazy? Brain-damaged? How could he kneel and kowtow to that young man? It was too embarrassing to watch.
"Are you brain-damaged?"
"Ah..."
Lord Lordiala tried to stand up but found himself unable.
The white cloth-masked man shook his head in disappointment.
"Ding, trigger dialogue modification task."
[The white cloth-masked man is very disappointed with Golden Eagle, preparing to personally deal with Zhang Fan.]
Zhang Fan sneered. He knew this guy was Elder Ju, obviously here to test his true strength, as he said not to use heavy hands against him.
He immediately changed "Zhang Fan" to "Golden Eagle."
Next moment, the white cloth-masked man was very disappointed with Golden Eagle, preparing to personally take action against him.
Golden Eagle finished kowtowing and suddenly noticed the odd look Elder Ju gave him.
The elder suddenly attacked him.
With a cold voice like looking at a stranger, he said:
"Your name is Zhang Fan, right? Let's see if you can get past me first!"
"Swoosh!"
A faint fragrance emanated from him, a powerful energy wave violently distorted the air, nine soul rings flickering on his body.
"Hum..."
An energy barrier instantly enveloped Golden Eagle.
"Ah... What are you doing? No!"
Golden Eagle screamed miserably as countless petals attacked him through the energy barrier.
"Pfft pfft..." Blood splattered as golden metal petals assaulted Golden Eagle.
He screamed continuously, "Ahhh..."
"Master, what are you doing?!" Golden Eagle wanted to die. He had just gone mad suddenly, and now Elder Ju had also lost it, torturing him like this was beyond comprehension.
Originally, Elder Ju was attacking Zhang Fan, how did he suddenly turn and attack him?
This scene left everyone who thought Zhang Fan would be doomed stunned and speechless.
Tang San was dumbfounded. He thought Zhang Fan would have big troubles and possibly a life-or-death crisis.
He never expected that strong guy to go mad and cruelly torment his own ally.
It made him shiver just watching.
He kept using hidden weapons and poison mist to fight the enemies.
Meanwhile, Zhang Fan was clearly lucky and didn't have to suffer like him with poison and hidden weapons.
That powerful titled Douluo was mercilessly torturing his own people.
Why was Zhang Fan so lucky while his own luck was just a disaster?
It almost drove him crazy.
"Ahhh..."
Golden Eagle screamed nonstop, but other black-clad men dared not intervene because he was a titled Douluo.
"Uh..."
Suddenly, Elder Ju snapped out of it, seeing Golden Eagle covered in blood and his metal petals cutting him, he was stunned.
"You... I... what's happening?"
Elder Ju was confused and anxious seeing Golden Eagle wounded. He was clearly attacking Zhang Fan but ended up attacking Golden Eagle—what the hell?
He frowned.
"How would I know? Master, you suddenly attacked me… sob sob..."
Golden Eagle cried, a proud Soul Douluo reduced to tears in front of everyone, which nobody expected.
Elder Ju awkwardly scratched his head. He didn't know why he suddenly acted like that.
It was too strange; in all his long life, this was the first time something this weird happened.
He didn't know what to do.
"Alright… get up now!"
Elder Ju said awkwardly, then turned to look at Zhang Fan:
"You see me lose it, yet you don't run? You've got some guts!"
"Heh… yeah, what can you do to me, Elder Ju?" Zhang Fan stood calmly with his hands behind his back.
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