The martial hall's rear courtyard.
Facing Wang Jin's question.
Jiang Ning slowly nodded. "This disciple's Five Animals Fist has now reached perfection."
At this moment, hearing Jiang Ning's affirmative answer.
Even though Wang Jin had long suspected as much, his breathing still quickened involuntarily.
He had studied the fist art for less than two months, yet had gone from a complete outsider to achieving great completion in qi and blood. Moreover, his Five Animals Fist had broken through to the realm of perfection.
His mastery of the fist art was no longer beneath Wang Jin's own.
Wang Jin could not help but feel dazed.
Was this a true genius?
No wonder Shen Congyun valued Jiang Ning so highly.
Several breaths later, Wang Jin came back to himself and looked at Jiang Ning again.
"Can you now circulate the Five Animals Force freely and at will?"
Jiang Ning nodded, answering with utmost frankness, "I can!"
In Jiang Ning's view, revealing that his Five Animals Fist had reached perfection did not matter much.
He now had several trump cards. Five Animals Fist at perfection was not worth concealing as one.
Besides, once a fist art reached perfection, it would clearly show in one's daily practice.
With Wang Jin's discerning eye, he would know after a single glance. That made hiding it even less necessary.
"Give it a try. Send a strand of force into my body and let me see it," Wang Jin said.
Jiang Ning nodded slightly at those words. "All right!"
The next moment.
He raised his hand and slapped Wang Jin's arm, instantly sending a surge of force into Wang Jin's body.
Feeling that familiar force within his body.
Wang Jin's expression was once again filled with astonishment.
Five Stances United? he murmured inwardly.
Then.
He looked up at