Zhou Yu's eyebrows raised.
The kid was pretty arrogant.
He stepped forward and came in front of Kang Heng.
"Oh, really?"
"Try and touch me, I dare you."
"Alright, as you wish."
Kang Heng raised his hand and slapped towards Zhou Yu.
The slap was fast as lightning, with astonishing power, and, at the same time, a strong aura emanated from his body.
This Kang Heng turned out to be an Innate realm martial artist.
To have such cultivation at this age, he obviously had exceptional talent.
However, Zhou Yu's move was faster, lightning-fast, and he instantly grabbed Kang Heng's wrist.
No matter how Kang Heng struggled, Zhou Yu's hand was firm like an iron hoop, unmovable.
Kang Heng's face immediately changed.
At that moment, Zhou Yu said with a faint smile.
"Try harder."
"What, didn't have your milk?"
"Fuck your mother!"
Kang Heng was furious and raised his foot to kick.
