"It seems that Lao Xu has indeed gained quite a lot inside the Demon Nest of Lingnu..."
Meng Chuan sighed in his heart.
Taoist Qi, as a top Three-Limit Master, charges an hourly one-on-one tutoring fee that not just any student can afford.
Standing nearby, he watched Xu Qingfeng practicing his fists, each inhale and exhale radiating a continuous and gentle rhythm.
His feet moved in an Eight Trigrams step, his arms alternating between rigidity and flexibility, giving an impression of cloud manipulation and moon scheduling.
"This is [No Form Determined Intention Hand], Tai Chi True Skill Fist. Do you want to learn along?"
Upon seeing Meng Chuan arrive, Taoist Qi explained beside him.
Xu Qingfeng has been practicing this fist skill with him these past few days.
He's discovered that the kid has a pretty good comprehension of Tai Chi Eight Trigrams.
