Lin Qiubai responded without hesitation, "There's a huge gap."
After pondering for a moment, this ancient-style handsome man looked at Ma Ran, his expression seemed somewhat peculiar, "What a pity."
"What a pity..."
As Zhu Hanyi, the little vacuum, clenched his fist, he wanted on the spot to transform into a hundred thousand "whys" to ask what exactly was regrettable about it.
Rationality held back this impulse.
It's best to minimize the jesting behavior.
"During my time here on Earth, I've gathered quite a bit of intelligence, and I have some understanding of Inner Qi."
Lin Qiubai ignored the diverse reactions of those present and said with regret, "An ordinary Black Rock Martial Arts cultivator of the Eighth Rank of Inner Qi, equipped with firearms, has combat power between the First Realm of Sword and the Second Realm of Sword."
"And you..."
"Strong will, seeing the heart and understanding nature."
