A Training Skill wasn't just about mimicking movements. The most important part was the power exertion technique for every part of the body, every detail, down to each joint and every muscle.
Su Ze studied with Zhang Tai for an hour before he finally learned it.
Su Ze swallowed the last small piece of Child Ginseng root from his pocket, then performed the Dragon-Slaying Posture once in front of Zhang Tai.
"Not bad! You're a fast learner," Zhang Tai praised him, but noticed Su Ze didn't seem very enthusiastic.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Su Ze forced a smile. "Mr. Zhang, I'm heading back to my room for some closed-door training."
"You can just practice here in the courtyard."
"No, it's fine. I like to be alone when I train."
Although Zhang Tai didn't know why Su Ze had this habit, he chose to respect it and watched as Su Ze went into his room.
Su Ze closed the door and let out a deep sigh.
He had practiced the Dragon-Slaying Posture once.
