Hearing Yi Jianchuan say that he was responsible, Wang Muyu couldn’t remain calm. He was different from his father, Wang Ling, who could control his own power.
Of course, it was mainly because he wasn’t as strong as Wang Ling. Moreover, even if he didn’t cultivate, he could become stronger and stronger every day lying down, so he had to rely on a seal.
It was like a person losing weight too quickly, and their skin would become very loose. It was a gradual process, and realm was like skin; if you couldn’t keep up with the speed, it would naturally have an impact.
Although Wang Muyu could control his strength, in the end, he still didn’t have a clear shot. After all, he had never fired a shot at this sluice before..
He had no idea how much strength was the most suitable for this shot.
Forget it..
I’ll use the least amount of strength. As long as it doesn’t Pierce through, I won’t be blamed.