Luo Chan was speechless. After a while, he said, "Yang Mo, stop always thinking about watching the fun. You should spend more time polishing your Cloud-Turning Palm and figuring out how to beat me. Among this batch of martial trainees, you're the only one who can give me even a little pressure."
Hearing this, Yang Mo's face fell. "Hard—far too hard! I've practiced the Cloud-Turning Palm for ten years and thought I'd taken it to the limit, yet I still can't beat your Heaven-Supporting Palm. Your palm force opens and closes in grand sweeps, your strength surges vast and mighty. You're too difficult to deal with."
Luo Chan shook his head. "In truth, your Cloud-Turning Palm excels at defusing and drawing away fierce fist and palm force. It happens to counter me. You simply haven't practiced it to perfection yet, so dealing with me is a little difficult."
Yang Mo sighed. "Can't be helped. I don't have that kind of comprehension. I can't grasp the true meaning of the Cloud-Turning Palm, so I can never bring the palm art to perfection."
As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Huang Tian, who was seated nearby. "I heard his comprehension is exceptionally strong. He only watched the Spirit Tiger and Crane Stance once, yet he was able to cultivate strength from it. If only I had comprehension like his!"
Luo Chan took a sip of medicinal soup. "I don't know whether someone exaggerated it, but if it's true, his comprehension is indeed astonishing. Perhaps in the future, he'll be my greatest opponent..."
While the two spoke, they finished their food and medicinal soup, then rose and left. Huang Tian happened to finish as well, and they walked out of the eatery one after another, heading for Heaven-Class No. 1 Training Ground.
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