"Bullshit. My physique might not be as good as Tang San's, but it's still way stronger than yours. I think you're just looking down on the poor and fawning over the rich."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm looking down on the poor and fawning over the rich. If you and Tang San stood together, even an idiot would know who to choose, right?"
Oscar's head-on blow left Ma Hongjun deeply wounded. Clutching his chest, he backed away dozens of steps, pointed at Oscar, and hammed it up.
"You're no longer the brother of me, Ma Hongjun, the Bathing Fire Phoenix. We're done!"
"Done is done. With Tang San here, who cares about you?"
Their bickering made Tang San smile knowingly, but it also filled him with envy. When would he be able to meet companions who would stand by him through life and death?
A moment later, after mocking the fatty enough, Oscar turned back to Tang San, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"All right, enough messing around with you. Tang San, hurry, hurry! Let me experience your strength!"
"All right."
Tang San nodded, stretched out his right hand, squeezed a drop of blood from his thumb, and used Soul Power to support it as he slowly sent it in front of Oscar. He was also very curious about what Oscar would become after consuming a Mirror Sausage made with his blood.
Oscar swallowed the blood without the slightest hesitation, then released his Sausage Spirit. Two yellow, two purple, and two black Soul Rings rose one after another. Immediately after, the sixth black Soul Ring flickered with light, and a silver sausage appeared in his hand. The moment the sausage appeared, Oscar's complexion visibly turned pale, showing that this Mirror Sausage had consumed an enormous amount of his energy.
Looking at the