"Master, Han Ye has fully understood the essence of the 'Hanshan Five Elements Gang'."
In the backyard of the Great Hall, under the trees, the aroma of incense wafted, the atmosphere was serene. A rugged middle-aged man with iron-like features and a totally black beard was resting on a master's chair.
"Oh?"
Elder Gai sat up, laughing lightly: "So there really is someone who can grasp it quickly. It seems that my Pure Yang Peak does indeed have outstanding disciples."
Shen Yuxiang nodded: "That's right, Han Ye's aptitude in boxing is very high. Initially, he grasped half of the technique just by watching the master's demonstration, and now he has mastered Fire Gang in just a month. His talents are certainly not low."
"I have indeed underestimated you before."
Elder Gai laughed heartily, his gaze towards Han Ye was profound.
