Looking at Chen Cong who was wearing a confused expression, Fang Qiu could not help heaving a sigh.
In light of the strike Chen Cong just made, Fang Qiu had a general idea of his level_all he knew was some rather shallow Kung Fu, and was far from obtaining proficiency.
He had not practiced the internal force, let alone the internal Qi!
With his method of practice, it was possible for him to generate the internal force when he reached his fifties, but producing internal Qi was definitely beyond his reach in this life.
Although he had practiced for so many years, he was actually heading in the wrong direction. What a pity!
Clutching his chest, Chen Cong slowly walked up to Fang Qiu. He was not wearing the arrogant look that was characteristic of a martial man. Instead, he made a de
