"Right, right, curse me without the balls to do so!" Zhou Heng laughed as he clapped his hands, looking at Chen Song, "Didn't expect you, the one without balls, to actually have some self-awareness, huh?"
This Chen Song seemed like a dimwit, how could he fall for such a simple and low-level trick? How has he made it this far?
"Zhou Heng! You're back!"
Yu He exclaimed excitedly.
The other apprentices at Longxing Martial Arts Hall were also filled with excitement.
The trainers, who had previously looked ashen, now had their faces lit up with a renewed glow.
Lin Cang took a deep breath, finally allowing himself to stop the forced support and chose a less painful position to lie down in.
Without realizing it, they had all come to see Zhou Heng as their mainstay.
In this era where the martial path reigned supreme,
strength was everything.
The spectators on the opposite street who had been enjoying the show also suddenly perked up, their faces flushing with excitement.