Nian Shutong stared at the boastful pig claiming prowess in fighting for quite a long time.
She didn't disbelieve it, but was pondering where its energy came from.
Why couldn't she see it when her Divine Sense probed?
"How do you fight?"
"I get bigger to fight."
The earnest words of the Little Pink Pig made Nian Shutong say, "Let me see you get bigger."
"Okay."
The Little Pink Pig, originally raising its little pig head, backed away about ten meters and let out a cry, indistinguishable between a pig's squeal and a wolf's howl, and it truly started to grow.
The pig, which was originally the length of an arm and the thickness of a thigh, now grew to the size of a small truck, and tusks sprouted from the corners of its mouth, looking adorably fierce.
At this moment, the only concept in Nian Shutong's mind was, isn't this just like Dang Kang?
Truly identical.
