Suddenly, he thought, since he couldn't learn a complete set of boxing skills anyway, why couldn't he piece together the moves he remembered into his own set?
Walk his own path, practice his own boxing style!
But, will this work?
Immediately, he was impressed by his own groundbreaking idea. Why wouldn't it work?
Just now, hadn't he already linked two moves together in his daze? After all, there were only about thirty moves to work with, and since he had nothing else going on, why not give it a try?
Maybe, he could succeed?
Zhang Xiaohua felt a little eager, his heart pounding rapidly. The weather was hot, and he was covered by a thin quilt, yet he still felt a bit cold. Was it due to excitement?
