"Are you Zhou Heng?" From afar, a youth in brocade clothes approached, gliding through the air, his tall and slender figure outstanding among his peers, with a bold and magnificent aura surrounding him. He looked down at Zhou Heng from his lofty height, full of arrogant pride.
Zhou Heng felt displeased, and with a single-handed grasp, a wave of Vigorous Power slapped down, forcefully pressing the youth in brocade from the sky to the ground.
"Hmm?" The youth in brocade straightened his figure, stopping his descent, but he was now level with Zhou Heng's height. He couldn't help but show a trace of anger, his eyes already flaming with rage.