"Squat lower, I can't kick you!"
On the martial arts field, Shen Can angrily kicked the burly man in front of him.
Sure enough, with so many people, there were all sorts of oddities.
His method was simple, batch the clan members for assessment, and after a big meal, they practiced the Kui Ox Fist in front of him.
And he would then coach them one by one, seizing the opportunity to teach the essence of the Top-Grade Kui Ox Fist.
Finally, he could select a batch of clan members with the most martial arts talent.
"Ancestral Temple Keeper, doesn't your foot hurt?"
The kicked Huo Xiong laughed and scratched the back of his head as he spoke.
"My head hurts," Shen Can replied irritably.
"Getting kicked by a foot, how can your head hurt?"
Huo Xiong was puzzled.
"Practice the Kui Ox Fist ten more times, if you keep making mistakes, then a hundred times."
