"Bang~!"
That kick was heavy, carrying thirty percent of Lamborghini's Bull Stomp power. The entire Corpse Burning Room jolted.
Wang Tie Zhu, Old Ape, and the others instinctively took a step back, afraid the bull might accidentally hurt them.
"Splat!"
The little thing flattened into a sheet of paper without any suspense, even thinner than before.
Then... it slowly restored itself bit by bit once more.
"Uh!!"
Ma Fei's eyes went wide, a whistling sound escaping his throat as he cried in shock, "This f***ing works too?!"
"Awesome!" Wang Tie Zhu's mung-bean eyes widened as well, and he gave a thumbs-up.
"So impressive!" Old Ape was equally stunned beyond words.
"This is driving me crazy!!" Lamborghini broke down and completely flew off the handle. Without another word, all four hooves burst into motion as he pushed Bull Stomp to its limit.
"I'll stomp, stomp stomp stomp stomp..." He gritted his back teeth and unleashed a frenzy of attacks.
His hooves moved swift as wind, his stomps crashing down like thunder.
Good lord, the bluestone floor of the Corpse Burning Room crackled and popped, sparks spraying everywhere.
Anyone who did not know better would have thought the Corpse Burning Room had caught fire.
Only after more than a dozen breaths did Lamborghini finally leap away.
Looking closely, the little thing had spread out until it was as large as a washbasin.
A thin layer lay flat on the floor, like a cicada's wing—so thin it could not possibly have been thinner.
This time, it finally stopped moving~
"It's not moving?" Old Ape asked.
"That's more like it. No matter how much it bounces back, there has to be a limit." Wang Tie Zhu nodded.
"Hmph hmph, it dared to lock horns with This Revered Bull and forced me to lose my