Canglang Martial Hall.
With Jiang Ning's final punch.
All strange phenomena returned to calm.
Only a faintly expanding fist imprint remained.
Within the fist imprint, five-colored radiance overflowed, Yin and Yang circulated, and all returned to emptiness.
"Good! Good!! Good!!!" Wang Jin looked at Jiang Ning and said "good" three times in succession, his voice filled with incomparable excitement and gratification. "The wisest thing I have done in my life was taking you as my disciple!"
Jiang Ning withdrew his fist and stood still. The divine phenomena vanished, returning to calm.
"Master Wang, what do you think of this fist art of mine?"
"Good! Very good!!" Wang Jin said sincerely. "But just how good it is, I cannot tell! The gap between us is simply too great now!"
As his words fell, Wang Jin's expression was full of emotion.
"Master Wang, I want to truly pass this fist art on to you. It is not merely a fist art, but also a supreme Internal Strengthening Dharma Gate." Jiang Ning looked at Wang Jin and spoke earnestly.
"No need!" Wang Jin shook his head calmly at Jiang Ning. "I know my own limits. My comprehension and talent are limited; being able to reach this point already counts as good fortune! As for the Five Animal Frolics Fist you created yourself, its realm is too high and its mysteries too profound. If I were to force myself to comprehend it, I would instead fall into the Lower Grade and throw my mind into disorder."
As he spoke, Wang Jin's face was full of openness and calm.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at the openness and calm on Wang Jin's face, secretly feeling a measure of admiration.
Even after he had made clear the power and profundity of this Five Animal Frolics Fist,