I'm a little panicked when I cross the collapse

"Your fist is clenched incorrectly. It should be like this..."

"The punch needs to be thrown faster..."

Were you even listening to me?

Fu Hua was a little angry because she had never seen a student with such poor comprehension. Even someone who knew nothing about martial arts could at least keep up with the movements. But Lu Qiong...

Was she not clear enough?

Fu Hua felt a sense of frustration. She had already begun to teach Lu Qiong step by step, but...

An hour later,

“Lu Qiong, how about... I refund your tuition fee?”

The girl was clearly no longer able to maintain her composure; she felt herself on the verge of collapse.

"Huh? Why is that? I was practicing just fine!"

Lu Qiong asked, puzzled.

Fu Hua (with a gloomy expression): "You should be... not very suited to martial arts."

"How could that be? You're saying I'm not suited to learning martial arts?"

Lu Qiong looked at her in disbelief, "There was once a famous immortal who was renowned throughout Asia and Europe who said I was a martial arts prodigy."

Fu Hua: "........."

"But... I taught you the most basic way to throw a punch (something you can learn in one go), and you spent two whole hours and still couldn't master it."

Lu Qiong's expression clearly froze for a moment, then he gave an extremely awkward laugh, "Ahaha, is...is that so?"

"Oh no, the acting... seems to have gone too far."

Lu Qiong inwardly cried out in alarm.

Do you really think Lu Qiong can't learn what Fu Hua teaches? How could that be?

With just one glance, Lu Qiong saw through the essence of the martial arts Fu Hua had learned over the years—(a skill that could strengthen the body). His assessment was that it was very ordinary; it might be somewhat useful to ordinary people, but to him, it was nothing more than a useless skill.

As for pretending not to be able to learn, he just wanted to spend more time with Fu Hua during this period.

Seeing that Fu Hua was about to return his money, Lu Qiong immediately became anxious.

"No, no, no, senior sister, I've actually already learned it, look."

After saying that, Lu Qiong immediately demonstrated all the techniques that Fu Hua had taught him, without any hesitation or delay.

Upon seeing this, Fu Hua's eyes widened in shock, and her mouth gaped open into an "O" shape!

This seemingly simple beginner move, in Lu Qiong's hands, displayed a unique charm.

His body moved with the natural fluidity of flowing water, his movements precise and meticulous, as if these techniques were deeply imprinted on his soul.

In every move, Lu Qiong's actions were not only similar in form, but also in spirit.

His expression, posture, and breathing were perfectly integrated with his moves, giving him the air of a highly accomplished master.

After the initial shock came the anger of being deceived.

Although Fu Hua's martial arts skills are not yet among the top-tier, her knowledge is certainly top-notch.

She had only ever seen two people who could perfectly demonstrate the essence of simple martial arts techniques: her father and Lu Qiong, who was standing right in front of her.

"Speak quickly, who are you, and what are your intentions in coming to our martial arts school?!"

In stark contrast to her previous soft-spoken manner, Fu Hua stared at Lu Qiong with extreme vigilance.

"Um, would you believe me if I said I just came here to wander around since I had nothing better to do?"

"You think I'm easy to fool?"

"You've come here to challenge my father, haven't you? Humph! He's recuperating. I'm his daughter. If you have a problem, come at me."