Wei Quan was pleasantly surprised.
Yu Renjie and Dai Pu were dumbfounded.
All the apprentices were stunned.
Yan Chuan smiled at Wei Quan: "Can you continue your boxing?"
"Yes!"
Wei Quan was thrilled, his blood boiling. He had always liked to show off, and after the Jian Province Competition, he had been diligently practicing, holding onto a sense of determination to amaze his master when they met again, believing he had made significant progress over the past year.
At this moment, Yan Chuan's return and his request for Wei Quan to continue boxing ignited his performative nature.
"I shall offer my humble skills!"
Wei Quan clasped his fists in salute towards Yan Chuan, then advanced a small step, moved across one foot, then took a quick step, lifting his front foot, his back foot flying like a galloping horse or leaping tiger, instantly widening the distance to Yan Chuan by one yard and eight feet, showing his swift stepping technique.
"This kid!"
