"Unite yin and yang within, answer the Nine Palaces without. When you can memorize the palace positions and align your stance with the Nine Palaces directions, eventually gathering your momentum in the central palace while striking, you will have reached the realm of Nine Palaces Initial Understanding. That counts as proficiency in the fist art.
There are still Palace Completion Unification and the perfected realm of Nine Palaces Return to Emptiness beyond that, but you need not know about them yet. Get your hands and feet coordinated first."
"Understood. Thank you, Martial Uncle."
Meng Chuan and Wang Ye headed back, while the brat mocked him the entire way.
He nearly wanted to slap Wang Ye to death.
Forget it. He had just been clumsy.
Once he broke the limit of this Nine Palaces Taiji Force someday, he would scare the brat to death.
For now, he would use the breaks while regulating his breath through boxing to memorize the Nine Palaces positions and first see what trait he gained upon entering the gate.
If it was good stuff, he would keep practicing.
If it felt so-so, he would set it aside for now.
He could not force it by drilling into a bull's horn. At present, his strengths were still the Five Elements and Eight Extremities Fist!
No matter how formidable a fist art was, it still depended on who wielded it.
Let Wang Ye slither around the Nine Palaces with fancy footwork all he wanted—could he dodge a Sea Probe Palm of Quaking River Eight Extremities as large as a casserole?
Several days passed, and time entered June.
The weather carried a faint hint of warmth, yet Wudang Mountain remained incomparably cool.
"When are you coming back, kid? Don't tell me you've defected?"
"I'm still at Wudang. I haven't