Too Much Deception and Trickery

"You're welcome!"

Lu Zhichun walked out swaying, glanced around, and said, "First punches and kicks, then grappling. The order in which I learned martial arts back then was just like this. Therefore, the second set of cultivation methods I learned was a leg technique. Everyone, watch closely!"

After his introduction, Lu Zhichun's feet moved, and a fierce leg technique instantly unfolded.

It was clearly just a mediocre leg technique, but executed by Lu Zhichun at this moment, it surged forward like towering ocean waves, one wave after the other, as if without end.

The eighteen-style leg technique was performed by Lu Zhichun in the blink of an eye.

Compared to the previous fist technique, the leg technique Lu Zhichun executed this time was indeed superior in terms of refinement. And as the leg technique concluded, Lu Zhichun also began to explain it step by step.

The moment the explanation started, energy began to emanate from the top of Lu Zhichun's head and was absorbed by the villagers.

As if imparting a cultivation method to the dearest of kin, Lu Zhichun explained these eighteen styles of leg techniques without missing a single detail or a fraction of an inch, holding nothing back.

Lu Zhichun even ferreted out the parts not normally covered within the leg technique and demonstrated them to the surrounding villagers.

Hmm?

As some of the concepts touched upon even more profound cultivation methods, Lu Zhichun paused slightly, instinctively sensing that something was wrong. Why am I saying so much just explaining a leg technique?

Also, which leg technique was I just talking about?

Lu Zhichun's spiritual power shook, but before he could puzzle this question out, the dizziness from the alcohol he had just drunk began to detonate in his mind.

In a daze, Lu Zhichun pushed the