Zhou Shu laughed in anger at Ling'er.
"Come on, hit me as hard as you can." He placed one hand behind his back and hooked his finger at Ling'er with the other. "If you can touch the corner of my clothes within ten moves, I'll let you out."
Ling'er's face flushed red. "Master, I'm no longer a child. I am much stronger than you think!"
In the thirty years in the Origin World, Ling'er had never missed a day of cultivation. Her current cultivation was not weak at all. Even among the giant spirit race, the only one who could defeat her was probably Cang Huan.
Even Cang Huan might not be able to defeat her.
She just hadn't had a chance to reveal her strength, but it didn't mean she was weak.
"It's useless to say so much. Prove your strength. Prove that you have the ability," Zhou Shu said indifferently. "If you can touch me, I'll admit that you have the strength."