"Boss, it's not your fault, you're already fast enough, my family's inherited skill is slow playback."
Zhang Wang shouldn't have revealed these skills, but faced with Tang Rao, he was willing to hide nothing.
"Playback or slow down, is that what you mean?"
Tang Rao asked, and Zhang Wang nodded.
"Actually, besides playback, I can mimic others' moves, but it's a pity that the Zhang Family's power has always been weak, even if mimicking, we can't mimic many strong fighters, this skill ends up being wasted."
Zhang Wang sighed, and Tang Rao followed with a sigh.
"Boss, why are you sighing?"
How could Zhang Wang know that what he lamented was exactly what Tang Rao had, and what Tang Rao lacked was what Zhang Wang possessed; sighing, isn't that normal?
