Uncle Zhong

"Show me your true skills using your goblin body." Wang Zhong still spoke in a calm tone despite how he had kicked Yin Jiao away like he was an ant. "If not, you are not enough for me to warm-up."

There was silence!

A deathly silence!

Other than the sounds of a few bottles and cans dropping on the floor in the three-story building, there was not even a single noise in the entire Heavenly Treasures Street!

The lower jaw of Old Cow and the others were about to fall. Meanwhile, Crocodile God Lord Mugthol, who was still sitting on the ground, felt as if his eyeballs were about to pop out.