He was well aware that Li Yan's journey to this point had not been easy; much of what he'd learned had been gleaned from life-and-death struggles, with few opportunities to receive guidance from experienced elders.
In Chang'an City, although the aged Mrs. Fan was knowledgeable, her power was limited, so she could only offer theoretical advice on boxing.
But the person before him, Zhang Xiaoshan, was different.
The opportunity was truly rare.
Inside the tent, Zhang Xiaoshan, too, with his dead fish eyes, lightly stroked his beard, his eyes filled with teasing amusement, "Come on, let's see you perform your boxing, then talk about meeting with this old man."
"Good!"
Li Yan did not take offense in the slightest and darted forward immediately.
Rarely did he come across an expert who would feed him moves like this, so why would he hold back? His feet burst with Hidden Energy as he employed the Divine Movement Skill.
