Is this for real?
Guli Weileng was skeptical, but she tried swinging her arms anyway. Instantly, she felt as if her fists and palms were gliding through water, a sublime and clear sensation washing over her.
Not only that, but her understanding of Tai Chi seemed to have reached a new level. She even felt that if she were to fight her master now, she could hold her own for a round or two. Her Fist Technique had grown immeasurably stronger.
What about my Footwork?
With that thought, she lashed out with a kick. It seemed to ride the wind itself, carrying incredible power.
Unfortunately, Guli Weileng was wearing a long, white dress today. The force of her kick caught the fabric, sending her skirt fluttering high into the air. Her snow-white thighs were completely exposed to Wu Tian’s gaze, and for a brief moment, so was a glimpse of the even whiter triangle beneath.
"Ah!"
Realizing what had happened, Guli Weileng yelped and quickly yanked her skirt down.
But he had already seen it. It was far too late to lock the barn door.
"You saw it just now, didn’t you? Tell me, did you?"
"I did," Wu Tian nodded.
There was no point in denying it. He was Wu Tian; he always said what he meant and meant what he said.
"You really saw?" Guli Weileng cried out.
"Don’t worry," Wu Tian said.
"Worry about what? You’ve already seen it!" Guli Weileng huffed.
"In my eyes, all sights are merely scenery. None of them are enough to stir my heart," Wu Tian stated calmly.
"Really?" Guli Weileng was still incredulous. Wu Tian simply smiled and nodded again.
"Wait a minute, dude. What you said has another meaning... are you saying my... you know... isn’t good-looking?"
"..."
Wu Tian was exasperated. Is she really fixating on the wrong part of this?
He decided he needed to change the subject. "So, are you satisfied with your current skill level?"
"Well..." Guli Weileng fell for the bait. Focusing on the transformation in her martial arts and the unprecedented comfort flowing through her body, she beamed. "Thank you so much! Maybe you could..."
Wu Tian just smiled.
Should I ask him to hold my hand a little longer? Wouldn’t I become even more powerful?
But as the words were about to leave her lips, she stopped. She realized how that would sound, as if there was something improper going on between them.
Her thoughts quickly shifted back to the main point. Why did I get stronger the moment he held my hand? Puzzled, she asked, "Do you know some kind of magical Martial Skills?"
"Magical Martial Skills?" Wu Tian mused for a moment, then smiled. "Sure, you could think of it that way."
"Really! Can you teach me?" Guli Weileng asked excitedly.
Wu Tian smiled. "For that, you’d have to become my Disciple."
"Why?"
"It’s a rule I’ve set for myself," Wu Tian said.
I can’t just help someone for no reason. I’m no Holy Mother, he thought to himself.
"Hmph." Guli Weileng huffed, but she desperately wanted to learn Wu Tian’s martial arts. The thought of her master, however, made her hesitate.



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