After practicing the fist technique for about ten minutes, he had transformed its simple thirty moves into a hundred and eighty moves in an instant! Ye Liang evolved countless variations.
The surrounding guests were dumbfounded!
"Mastery of the fist technique, transcending mortality and entering sainthood!"
"Endless variations—none but a Grandmaster could compare!"
"With talent like this, even the Sacred Race's Saint Son might not be able to match him!"
Praise rang out from the guests one after another. The Tenshiki girl's eyes even turned into hearts. "With one look, he completely broke down my fist technique and created a more complete and powerful set of moves at the same time! Could he be some reclusive great expert, or is there another reason?"
"Ye Liang's a capable kid, but he somehow lost his memories and forgot plenty of common sense. That's why he came to my tavern to slowly build up experience. Don't be fooled by how dazed he looks—he knows all sorts of things! Laundry, cooking, even carrying your bags—he'd be an excellent choice for all of it." Seeing the angel girl's mood improve, the tavern owner hurriedly chimed in.
There was no mistake!
This man was definitely a reclusive great expert!
No wonder he worked at a tavern like this. He lost his memories! Could the story of a princess and a great expert from those books finally be happening to me?! The girl's heart began pounding wildly!
Seeing that things were progressing smoothly, the surrounding guests all began selling him to her.
"Such a man should exist only in heaven; how many times could one ever see him in this world!"
"Don't let that pretty face fool you—he's even more luscious underneath. Take one bite, and juice would squirt out!"
"One day, an Angel Race girl missed out