'Fortunately... the difference in strength between us is very clear.'
In the brief exchange just now, Tang Lang had already determined Qing Lan's strength: a beginner-level Heavenly God.
Such strength was far from enough to be of concern for Tang Lang, a peak Heavenly God.
Moreover, Qing Lan had support-type "Heavenly God Skills," and so did he!
He could completely amplify his own strength and then blow apart Qing Lan's "Heavenly God Skill" with a single punch.
With this in mind, Tang Lang's eyes gradually turned dark red, and then he suddenly tore off his shirt, his whole body rapidly expanding like a balloon.
In just a moment, he went from a short man of 1.4, 1.5 meters to a two-story high werewolf, muscles all over his body.
His dark red eyes stared intently at Qing Lan, saliva disgustingly dripping from his bared wolf fangs, looking both ferocious and terrifying.
The next second, his entire body shot straight towards Qing Lan like an arrow leaving the bow!
