"Hey, I have plenty of Purifying God Incense here, Hong, what are you worried about? At worst, we can use one stick a day, you won't fail to learn then," Huang Longgang said boastfully.
As he was bragging, he reached out to touch Jia Hong's delicate hand, but she discreetly dodged him.
Huang Longgang felt a bit embarrassed and turned to look around.
Not far away, Lou Yi was punching and kicking, his chest heaving up and down, his movements fluid and natural, giving off a harmonious feeling.
Zhan Weida and several unfamiliar disciples surrounded Lou Yi, clicking their tongues in wonder.
"This junior brother, hasn't been here more than a couple of days, yet he seems to have already grasped it?" said a short man in his twenties, his face full of amazement.
"That's right, we've been practicing for two years, and still don't get it, it feels like we can't compare to this little brother," another dark-faced man sighed, his expression even darker.
