Liang Ruoxu Is Pleading for Mercy

"Are you serious?"

Seeing the injuries on Mo Hongshan's body, Gao Chong grinned. If it were him, would he be able to survive even ten moves?

Fortunately, the chief did not let him go in. Otherwise, he would have easily been beaten to death.

"But I want to know, does he know how to exert force? You've taught me for a long time, but I haven't learned it yet."

"This is also what I'm puzzled about. Little Mi has already told us about his situation. He usually interacts with ordinary people. Logically speaking, he wouldn't come into contact with these things."

"Could he have self-taught?"

"How is that possible? How can this thing be self-taught?" Mo Hongshan said, "If no one teaches you, self-learning this thing is harder than ascending to the heavens."

"You're right. You've been teaching me for so long, but I haven't even reached the entry-level yet."