On the opposite platform of North River University.
Zheng Shaoyang lay on the ground and looked at the black-haired youth opposite him. His lips moved.
"Yang Quan, you're indeed getting stronger and stronger. I wonder how you cultivated for the past year."
"It's because you're too weak," the black-haired youth said calmly.
"…Why do you make me so unhappy?" Zheng Shaoyang said disdainfully, "If I had a Heavenly King father, could you beat me?"
"Even if you have two Heavenly King dads, I can still press you to the ground."
Zheng Shaoyang glared at Yang Quan.
The two of them studied in the same high school.
They were high school classmates.
After awakening his martial soul, Yang Quan chose to cultivate on his own and did not choose to enter any university.
He was extremely arrogant.
However, Zheng Shaoyang knew that Yang Quan indeed had the capital to be arrogant. After all, his father was a Heavenly King.
