The Secret Ancestral Skill of The Zhang Family: The Art of Being Beaten Up

"Huh?"

Zhang Taiying and Zhang Duoyu were entirely befuddled.

Sovereign Stage Physique?

What on earth was going on? How could the guys who attacked tonight be so scary?

"Are you kidding?"

Zhang Taiying looked at the old man and still could not believe it.

Zhang Zhongmou smiled wryly. Did he need to joke about such important matters?

"I do not believe it!"

Zhang Taiying slowly shook his head. Sovereign Stage Physiques were very rare. Even if one appeared, it would be shocking news, let alone two in a row.

How could such a character go against Zhang Mansion for no reason?

The Zhang family only took up a corner of Tiansang Prefecture. How could it be possible to provoke this kind of existence?

As he thought of this, Zhang Taiying's face was cloudy. He said sternly, "Insignificant junior dressing up as God and playing the devil!"

As soon as his voice fell, the pressure of the heavens and earth blanketed over.