Douluo: at Level 100, I Just Want to Lie Down

A dung fork penetrates the world of gods, and a pickle vat contains the Rakshasa god! Luo Feng travels through the Douluo Continent and has its own weird system, starting at level 101. But when he looked at the ten-year-old soul beasts running around on the ground, I always feel that the ceiling of combat power in this world is ridiculously low! After all, he can level up even if he kills an old hen! I wanted to be a simple villager with peace of mind, but I didn't know that the son of General Xingluo wanted to massacre the village and establish his authority. "I just waved the broom..." Seeing the Soul Emperor turning into blood mist, Luo Feng hugged the shivering Luhua Chicken tightly: "Is this considered legitimate defense?" Since then, Qingshan Village has become the target of public criticism: Xingluo's five thousand White Tiger Army attacked at night, but he used dung forks to skewer him into a barbecue; The Angel Legion of Wuhun Palace descended in the air, and the pickle vat drained the god-level realm; Poseidon Tang San came with the Shura Demonic Sword, and chopped a rift in the universe with his axe! "Why do you have to fight against the farmers?" Luo Feng looked at the titled Douluo who were begging for mercy all over the courtyard. Uncle Dai Mubai was beaten into a sterilized orange cat and became a mount for the children at the entrance of the village. When the Allied Forces from the God Realm arrived, all they saw was an old farmer in the field waving a hoe: "Buy fertilizer and get a god statue, 20% off the wholesale price!" We strive for supremacy, while he farms; we become gods, while he raises pigs; Until one day, Tang San covered his face that was swollen by the leek box and discovered that the hybrid rice grown by Luo Feng was actually absorbing the spiritual energy of the gods...