Xia Yuwei and the others were astonished by Angolo's powerful spells, but they were equally amazed by Lu Yang's ability to dodge.
"I really hope that one day I can reach Lu Yang's level too. I have no idea how he trained himself to be like that," Zhang Zibo said.
"I have a feeling Lu Yang must have been in the military, and a very formidable special forces soldier at that," Cold Wind said.
"Why?" Lan Yu asked.
"To have skills like this on the third day after the game opened, he would have needed to possess those abilities already. Other than special forces soldiers, who else in our country could do that?" Cold Wind asked.
"Then wouldn't he be some middle-aged uncle? Why does his character look so young?" Lan Yu asked.
"Maybe it's a disguise." Xia Yuwei said, "The way he speaks and acts seriously doesn't match how old he looks. I think he's disguising himself."
Zhang Zibo, Fierce Wine Clear Wind, and the others recalled the way Lu Yang had spoken and acted earlier, and they all felt Xia Yuwei had a point.
"That really does seem to be the case," Zhang Zibo said.
Xiao Liang watched their analysis from the side and nearly burst out laughing. His boss was about to start his freshman year of college; he was nowhere close to being a middle-aged uncle.
Fierce Wine Clear Wind noticed Xiao Liang and asked, "Black Armor, how old is your boss?"
Only then did Xia Yuwei and the others remember that Black Armor was right beside them. They felt somewhat embarrassed, though it was not entirely their fault. Xiao Liang had an exceptionally low presence and rarely spoke.
"Black Armor, how old is your boss?" Xia Yuwei asked.
Xiao Liang had long since decided that