The villagers' mockery successfully enraged Tie Zhu.
Tie Zhu jumped up and down on the spot like thunder.
He was so angry that he was hopping mad.
The ground beneath his feet was churning up dust as he stomped.
"Hey, brother Tie Zhu, don't be mad, we're just having a contest, aren't we?!"
A'niu stood in front of Tie Zhu, giggling.
At this moment, Tie Zhu's eyes were bloodshot with rage.
After competing for so long, no one had ever dared to mock him like this.
Tie Zhu didn't think twice.
He leaped up, his large foot coming down towards A'niu.
A huge shadow, like a house collapsing, fell towards A'niu's face.
"A'niu, be careful."
The villagers alternated between gasps of shock and bursts of laughter, truly making for a dramatic scene.
A slight sinister smile appeared on A'bao's lips.
This A'niu really overestimated himself.
Mocking Tie Zhu time and again, did he really think Tie Zhu was made of clay and had no real skills?
This huge foot was going to come down.