A Common Origin, The True Strength of the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom (1)
編輯: Atlas Studios
Boom!
Streams of lightning poured down like a waterfall.
Wang E dodged left and right in a sorry state, constantly shuttling through the lightning.
He had been struck by lightning countless times. His body was charred everywhere, and his long hair had become an afro.
"Damn it. Why did the training ground become like this?!" Wang E muttered while dodging.
He raised his head and shouted, "Don't you even recognize me?! Why are you striking me?!"
"Maybe it doesn't like you." A voice sounded in the air. "Wang E, you dare to barge into this training ground without even knowing what's going on. You're really not afraid of death."
A figure appeared out of thin air. He clenched his fist, and with a bang, the lightning filling the sky disappeared.
"Zhou Shu?!" Wang E was stunned, as if he still didn't understand what was happening.