And so, with Master Fu leading the way, Wu Xie threw himself into the training with renewed energy. They danced and flailed, mimicking animals and making up their own ridiculous moves.
At one point, Wu Xie attempted a spin kick and ended up tripping over his own feet, landing flat on his back with a thud.
"Oof! Maybe that was a bit too much chaos," he groaned, rubbing his sore backside.
But Master Fu was unfazed, offering a hand to help Wu Xie up. "Don't worry, Wu Xie," he said, his voice filled with encouragement. "Every great master has to start somewhere. Even if it's with a few bruises and a bruised ego."
Wu Xie nodded, a determined glint in his eyes. "You're right, Master Fu. I won't give up."
With newfound determination, Wu Xie threw himself back into the training, embracing the chaos and finding his own rhythm amidst the laughter and mishaps.
