Kapitel 117: Earth Fire Yuan Essence, Filling My Fist Intent

"The nancy boy behind you?!" Wang She hadn't been finished, Junior Leopard felt a chill from his Dantian into his brain. His body violently shot forward as he held the two silver hammers in his hands.

"You want to go?" As soon as Junior Leopard's body rose up, he felt a hot feeling on the top of his head. No matter how he tried, he was unable to evade the pressuring palm on his head.

"He is that kid that you talked about?"

Junior Leopard squirmed his body and moved forward for tens of feet. However, Prince Xiaoming who was behind him only lightly extended his hand which immediately pressed Junior Leopard's head, as if his hand broke through space. He then receded and forcefully pressed Junior Leopard's body on the floor. He then kicked his buttocks before standing up and this time, the strike was much more solid than Wang She's kick.