In the green bamboo courtyard, by the pond.
Huwa stood firmly after finishing his boxing routine, steam rising from his body, his face rosy.
He straightened his back, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at Chen Yuan, akin to an armored soldier on the battlefield awaiting the general's inspection.
Quite youthful!
Chen Ze nodded, his eyes lined with slight wrinkles, and commented,
"Not bad, this boxing is indeed exquisite. It can transform external refining into inner refining, stimulate blood and energy, enhancing the physique. But there are still flaws in this technique; it cannot fully mobilize the blood and energy within you."
"Overall, it's quite good!"
"You've genuinely learned some skills."
On the stone pile, Huwa heard these words, his small face puffed with effort, his chest puffing even higher.
Chen Yuan noticed the comical expression, offering a knowing smile, but quickly raised an eyebrow, casting his gaze toward the courtyard gate.
