Just half an hour later, Chen Zimo held the wooden gun with only a small gap in his hand and shook his head to look at Chen Tianhong who was completely exhausted lying on the ground.

Chen Zimo has been practicing so far, and has only learned a set of "Thunder Scout" during the Qi training period, and has never learned any other marksmanship.

When I suppressed my cultivation to the eighth level of Qi training and competed with Chen Tianhong, Chen Zimo did not use the "Thunder Scout Technique", but only used the most basic tricks of the shooting technique, stabbing, and sweeping.

Such simple three moves combined with Chen Zimo's rich combat experience, he was also fighting against Chen Tianhong throughout the whole process, leaving him completely unable to fight back.

During the two of them, Chen Zimo deliberately controlled the intensity of the attack. Although he completely suppressed Chen Tianhong to fight, some flaws would be revealed in a few moves, giving Chen Tianhong some hope.

The flaws were revealed on purpose, so Chen Zimo naturally had prepared a way to deal with them. When Chen Tianhong thought he could gain an advantage in counterattack, he suppressed them with absolute strength.

This cycle was repeated until Chen Tianhong exhausted the last little energy in his body and lay on the ground motionless.

In this competition, Chen Zimo suppressed his cultivation to the eighth level of Qi training, and also had the strength to control his physical strength.

Chen Tianhong will lose not because Chen Zimo's own strength is stronger, but because Chen Zimo's rich combat experience and precise control of power.

The rich combat experience allows Chen Zimo to easily predict Chen Tianhong's next move, so as to make the best response in advance, and then counterattack Chen Tianhong, and finally achieve a comprehensive suppression of Chen Tianhong.

The precise control of power made Chen Zimo use the power of every attack and defense just right, and he would not use too much force, nor would he not achieve the expected effect inadequate power.

This way, without affecting the battle, the loss of spiritual and physical strength can be minimized as much as possible, thus finally dragging Chen Tianhong down, just like now.

This is why Chen Tianhong was tired and lying on the ground, but Chen Zimo was still standing there calmly.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Tianhong had already changed into clean and refreshing clothes and appeared in the yard again, walking towards Chen Zimo who was sitting at the stone table drinking tea.

Chen Zimo lifted the teapot, poured half a cup of spiritual tea into the cup, and pushed it towards Chen Tianhong who was walking over.

"Sit down and have a cup of spiritual tea and talk about my feelings about my discussion with You Father just now."

After the discussion just now, Chen Tianhong's previous fear of Chen Zimo had almost disappeared, and now he could sit in front of Chen Zimo and talk calmly.

After taking a sip of spiritual tea with a gentle sip, Chen Tianhong began to review the previous experience and find his own feelings.

At the same time, Chen Zimo looked at the rising sun and tasted the spiritual tea in his hand, which was so comfortable!

In the room, Bai Shi and Yao Wan had already gotten up to prepare breakfast, just like ordinary mortal families.

After a moment, Chen Tianhong came to his senses and said in an uncertain tone.

"My father's gun is very simple, with only a few moves back and forth, but each move is used just right, making the child feel extremely uncomfortable."

"The child can only use sticks according to the cat and tiger's way of using the sticks. He has no idea when to use which move. There is no structure at all."

Hearing these two sentences, Chen Zimo slowly showed a smile on his face and said in a slight agreement.

"You can say so much, it seems that you have thought about it seriously."

"Then why do you think this happens?"

"Fighting experience?"

Chen Tianhong's slightly uncertain answer made Chen Zimo feel grateful to have taken him to the Sutra Library to read books again.

Chen Tianhong has indeed had a little less experience, but he has read a lot of books and understands a lot of things, but it is quite difficult to apply what he knows to what he knows.

"That's right, it's combat experience!"

"The rich combat experience allows monks to make accurate choices quickly and quickly in battle, and even allows monks to form some combat instincts."

"These combat instincts may save your life at your most dangerous moment, and are more trustworthy than magical treasures."

"You are now full of strength, but you don't know how to use this power correctly."

"From tomorrow, I will accompany you for half an hour every morning until you fully grasp your own strength."

Listening to Chen Zimo's previous words, Chen Tianhong couldn't help but nod, which was very similar to the conclusion he got from books and family predecessors.

But Chen Zimo's last words made Chen Tianhong stunned on the spot. He never thought that his father would say such things.

If Chen Tianhong only occasionally had a few conversations with him, he wouldn't be surprised, after all, he was his father.

But it was a bit beyond Chen Tianhong's expectations when he accompanied him to discuss it every day.

Unexpectedly, it does not mean that Chen Tianhong has any objections to this, but he is very surprised by the result.

My father is one of the few late-stage monks in the family. Other tribesmen don’t even have the opportunity to intervene and guide, but I do it every morning.

While excited and happy, Chen Tianhong thought of a question and couldn't help but ask.

"Father, will this delay your practice?"

Although Chen Tianhong only practiced Qi at the eighth level, he also knew that foundation-building monks practiced in seclusion for a few months or as many as several years.

"You have just broken through to the seventh level of foundation building for your father. It is unlikely that it will be difficult to make any breakthroughs in recent years. You don't have to worry about this."

After saying that, Chen Zimo remembered the scene where Chen Tianhong wandered at the door of the room last night, and then asked after thinking about it.

"Hong'er, do you have something to say to Father?"

At this time, Chen Tianhong was no longer the Chen Tianhong of yesterday. Although he still had awe of Chen Zimo, the respect in awe was much more than fear, and it was not as strong as yesterday than respect.

So without much hesitation, Chen Tianhong said what he was thinking.

"Father, I think my uncle is not young anymore and is very good at matching with Senior Liu. It's time to get my uncle to get married and have children. It's also not easy for my uncle to go out into the world of immortal cultivation alone."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zimo couldn't help but smile on his face.

He had guessed what Chen Tianhong would say to him, and there was what he said before, but he didn't expect that he could guess it.

"Is it Zigang and Yao Zhen who asked you to say this to me, or do you really think this yourself."

Chen Tianhong felt very comfortable when he promised his uncle and uncle what he promised to do. No matter what the final result was, he had done what he should have done.

Being stared at by Chen Zimo's sharp eyes made Chen Tianhong feel a little numb, but he still spoke under the pressure.

"My uncle and uncle did ask the child for help, but what the child said before was what the child thought."

"Well, I know for my father."

As he said that, Chen Zimo closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Seeing this, Chen Tianhong, who was standing beside him, did not dare to make any sound and sat quietly on the stone bench.
Chapter completed!