"How many moves did you exchange with him?" When Wang Jianzhi saw Gu Cizong approach, he got straight to the point.
The two were friends and often sparred, so Wang Jianzhi knew Gu Cizong's strength very well.
From the number of exchanged moves alone, Wang Jianzhi could roughly judge Chen Fei's strength and prepare himself accordingly.
Gu Cizong had originally intended to talk about Forgetful Law, but when Wang Jianzhi asked this, he suddenly did not want to tell him.
How many moves?
Gu Cizong did not even need to count. There had only been three in total. More precisely, Chen Fei had made only two moves, yet they had forced him to concede.
Because if they continued fighting, Gu Cizong knew he would end up in a miserable state.
Knowing beyond all doubt that he would lose, and since it was not a Death Match, Gu Cizong naturally would not make himself suffer for nothing.
Moreover, Gu Cizong had no idea how long the effects of Chen Fei's Forgetful Law would last. If they lasted even a little longer, he would not dare leave Qiankun Mansion, since his strength would be greatly reduced.
If he encountered an enemy outside, that would be far too unjust a death.
"What is it? Within a hundred moves?" Seeing Gu Cizong's expression, Wang Jianzhi's face involuntarily turned grave.
If Gu Cizong had truly lost within a hundred moves, then Wang Jianzhi probably would not be able to stop Chen Fei either.
When Wang Jianzhi usually sparred with Gu Cizong, it took nearly two hundred moves before he could defeat him.
Of course, during a spar, they held back and did not unleash every killing move they had.
"How many moves is not the point. The point is that Chen Fei's divine ability is