Zhou Qu's large and strong frame fell on the ground with a heavy thud. The two successive kicks were all aimed at his brain.
Even for Zhou Qu, a fit and healthy person who was extremely able to withstand blows, he was already dizzy from the two kicks.
Even if his body was as hard as metal, it was impossible to cultivate until his head became as hard as steel!
Zhou Qu got up with difficulty, and the pain in his head intensified. Never would he have dreamt that Ye Qingtang was so swift in her attacks and that she had such a fierce force!
How was this level of skill what a new disciple who just entered the sect should have?!
At that instant, Zhou Qu only wanted to give the disciple who said that Ye Qingtang had a red spirit root a beating.
This was the skill of a bloody red spirit root?
Where the hell did this find a fifteen-year-old with a red spirit root who could hit him up so easily come from?!
