Canglang Martial Arts Hall.
Accompanied by Jiang Ning's last punch thrown.
All phenomena returned to tranquility.
And a faintly expanding fist mark remained.
Within the fist mark, five colors overflowed, Yin and Yang shifted, and all returned to solitude.
"Good! Good!! Good!!!" Wang Jin gazed at Jiang Ning, uttering 'good' thrice, his voice filled with incomparable excitement and comfort, "The wisest decision I made in this life was taking you as my disciple!"
Jiang Ning stood after retracting his fist, with all anomalies disappearing, returning to calmness.
"Master Wang, what do you think of this boxing technique of mine?"
"Good! Very good!!" Wang Jin sincerely said, "But as to how good, I cannot tell! The gap between us now is truly vast!"
As the words fell, Wang Jin's expression filled with emotion.
