Lin Qinghan said with a smile.

"This is not called asking for trouble, this is called learning. From now on, you can become much more powerful with Brother Chen Mo." Zhao Yingluo said.

"Brother Chen Mo, why are you so strong? How many years have you practiced?"

Zhao Yingmeng looked at Chen Mo admiringly.

Chen Mo thought for a while and said, "Actually, it's only fourteen years."

"Ah? Then all the martial arts practitioners have been longer than you. You said that the realm is not as good as Brother Chen Mo, but why are you so powerful in actual combat ability with Brother Chen Mo? This kind of thing depends on the accumulation of time, right?" Zhao Yingmeng asked.

"Insight."

"Well--"

Chen Mo's two simple words left the two girls speechless.

Critical strike!

Absolute critical strike.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo so uncomfortable.

"That means Brother Chen Mo, you are still practicing martial arts in your teens?"

"No, I'm two years old, and I haven't practiced much since I was about sixteen years old. At most, I just practiced the mind method!" Chen Mo said.

"Ah? Then how could you be that powerful?"

Chen Mo thought for a while: "It should have been since he was sixteen years old. It is also very real in the game, and the battle will be practiced as a practical battle."

“Um…”
Chapter completed!