Beneath the ginkgo tree, Yang Cuo stepped aside and stood with Li Da, one with his hands behind his back, the other with his arms folded. As their gazes shifted, both fell into a momentary daze.
Yang Cuo's eyes flashed, and he said with interest, "Well, well. My father taught me this Five Elements Fist personally, and it still took me five days to master it all. This kid only watched it a few times, yet he's already grasped its intricacies."
He had not taught the breath-swallowing method or the movements of the muscles, only demonstrated the forms. The outward movements were empty, the substance lay within; the changes inside the body and the mobilization of the five organs and meridians were invisible to the naked eye.
Never mind watching-even letting some people feel it through once would not necessarily help them make sense of it.
Besides, Yang Cuo had originally taught him this so that, when Lian Youming encountered Xue Hen again, he would understand the changes in Xingyi Quan's movements and derive ways to counter them from this "mother fist." How much he could discern depended entirely on his talent.
But this kid's talent...
Was a little uncanny.
Lian Youming had no attention to spare for their reactions. After practicing the Five Elements Fist twice, he kept feeling that the liver meridian inside him had grown considerably more active, as though a breakthrough in his Golden Bell Cover was no longer far away.
Unfortunately.
Presumably because his body had not fully recovered from the fierce battles earlier, circulating his breath always felt a little awkward, lending his movements a sluggish stiffness. Seeing that Lian Youming still wanted to practice, Yang Cuo stopped him. "Enough. You've only just recovered from serious injuries, and your essence and vitality are already