Douluo: Wuhun Clown, I Have 54 Trump Cards

Su Jian traveled to the world of Douluo Continent and was taken in by the leader of the circus. When he was five years old, he awakened the clown martial spirit. Everyone thought it was a useless martial spirit. Only Su Jian himself knew that this clown martial spirit had fifty-four trump cards! Three of Diamonds... The white tiger, the mythical beast, can grow to the level of a god! Three Hearts... The nine-leaf flying knife of Wuhun can kill souls, kill souls, and fall into the underworld! Three of Plum Blossoms... Buddha with martial soul and golden body, invincible defense, Vajra's angry eyes, and Bodhisattva's bowed brows! Three of Spades... Wuhun Sword Immortal, Shou-Zhan, Emperor Sword, Qingshan Luotuo! Four of Diamonds... The mandala on the other side of Wuhun, flowers bloom and fall, everything is in ruins! … … The King of Poker is the Joker? No! Among the clown cards, there is a soul-suppressing tower, and each soul beast is one hundred thousand years old! There is a fountain of youth, evolved soul beasts, ripening herbs, providing a steady stream of soul power! There are claws from hell, supporting the heaven and the earth! When Su Jian was six years old, the circus was destroyed, leaving him alone. From now on, there will be no Circus Circus, only Arkham Asylum! "You can call me Dean, or... Ugly Emperor!"