He Tianshu still possessed the awareness of a master and was quite responsible as he confirmed again and again, "You really understand it?"
Zhang Xiaohua nodded hard. "Captain He, I'm sure, certain, and absolutely positive. I truly understand. I'm just waiting for you to demonstrate it for me."
Seeing how certain Zhang Xiaohua was, He Tianshu still remained doubtful. In the clearing within the woods, he demonstrated the first level of Misty Steps' Lightness Skill Movement Technique for Zhang Xiaohua and taught him the accompanying mnemonic for circulating internal energy as well.
After watching, Zhang Xiaohua naturally could not use the internal energy mnemonic, but he could imitate the movement technique. Right before He Tianshu, he performed an imitation that looked quite convincing.
Having once taught Zhang Xiaohua fist techniques, He Tianshu had a direct impression of Zhang Xiaohua's martial talent. He had never expected to teach Zhang Xiaohua successfully in a single morning and had long prepared himself mentally for the task.
Yet the reality before him made He Tianshu's eyes nearly fall out. Though Zhang Xiaohua's first imitation was clumsy and unfamiliar, his posture, angles, and footwork were all genuinely correct. He Tianshu even suspected that Zhang Xiaohua had secretly practiced Misty Steps before He gave it to him.
As Zhang Xiaohua looked at him, He Tianshu was speechless. The movement technique was correct—unbelievably precise. If Zhang Xiaohua had possessed internal energy, it seemed he could already soar high and sweep far.
Seeing He Tianshu look at him with deep resentment, goosebumps suddenly rose all over Zhang Xiaohua's body. He carefully asked, "Captain He, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong? Please demonstrate it once more. Sorry for troubling you."
He Tianshu blinked and said, "No need."
Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly leaned closer, looking considerate as he said, "Captain