The concentrated red liquid filled with acid and fire gradually slid over Zhang Lisheng's outer-round inner square blue and yellow scales, while emitting faint green smoke and resonating a faint sizzling sound.
The young man shook his head slowly. As though not feeling anything at all, he looked at the strange worm on the ground with the same ferocious smile. "Compared to the King of the Sierras, the temperature and acid of your body fluid is not worth mentioning at all, little fella!"
Even though he said so nonchalantly, the blood and flesh that was exposed through his burnt scales still caused his anger to rise. Gritting down on his teeth, he grabbed another flesh tube of the strange worm and tore it out from the root again.