American comics: I gradually replicate everything

Van Can stepped forward and respectfully clasped his hands in a disciple's salute.

"Master."

I want to come back and learn more about Qigong and martial arts from you.

I never knew before... that martial arts had such a deeper path to be passed down.

Huang Fei didn't respond.

He glanced at Vancan, then turned and walked into the temple, only slightly turning his head and letting out a cold snort.

"I told you, your talent doesn't lie in this."

Do I need to explain it more clearly?

"You can leave now."

These were harsh words, leaving no room for leniency.

Van Can stood still and raised his voice.

"Wait, Master!"

In the past, I only knew how to practice diligently without ever thinking.

I don't have as much pain and hatred in my heart as my senior brother Bat.

But my heart... also treated martial arts as a tool; my heart has never truly been at peace.

He paused, his tone sincere.

"But last time you asked me to come down the mountain, I listened to you and tried to calm my mind."

After that... I felt like everything about me was different.

"Oh?"

Huang Fei, who had already taken a few steps, paused.

He turned around and looked at his young apprentice again.

Van Can stood there, his posture upright, his brows revealing a composure and confidence he had never shown before.

He really looked like he had undergone a complete transformation.

Huang Fei stroked his beard, his eyes now holding a scrutinizing look.

"You said you're different?"

Okay, show me the boxing techniques I taught you before.

Whether it's genuine progress or just boasting, I can tell at a glance.

snort."

Van Can shook his head, still wearing that confident smile on his face.

"Master, I have a more direct method."

Why not... you take action directly and experience my difference through combat?

This way we can see it more clearly.

"Um?

Arrogant!

Huang Fei's eyes widened, and his beard stood up slightly.

These words already subtly implied a challenge to his master.

"Alright, let me see how much weight you've gained in the few days you've been down the mountain!"

Van Can knew exactly what was going on.

Of course, he couldn't use the boxing techniques he had learned before, because there had been no improvement at all, and he would be exposed as soon as he tried.

Only with the help of his master, Huang Fei, could he replicate it on the spot.

Huang Fei's face darkened, and he reverted to his strict teacher demeanor.

He didn't seem to exert much force with his feet, but he darted several meters away in a flash, as fast as if he could shrink the earth, and instantly closed in on Van Can!

A punch, accompanied by the whoosh of wind, struck straight at Van Can's chest!

Huang Fei held back his strength in this punch, but his technique was exquisite, sealing off Van Can's space to dodge left and right.

Just as the fist was about to hit him, Van Can moved.

He changed his footwork, turned his body to the side, and the trajectory of his arm swing was exactly the same as Huang Fei's starting gesture for that punch!

He countered Huang Fei's attacking arm with almost the exact same move!

Huang Fei's pupils contracted, and he quickly changed his move, turning his fist into a palm to parry the attack.

He reacted extremely quickly; almost at the same time as he blocked, his other hand darted out like a snake from its hole, reaching for Van Can's ribs from another tricky angle.

But as soon as he moved his hand, Van Can's attitude changed as well.

The moves flowed smoothly and naturally, as if they had been practiced a thousand times, and the moves were clearly the same style that Huang Fei had just changed!

The two started fighting.

Huang Fei grew increasingly alarmed as he fought.

He deliberately only used variations of his moves and didn't use his breath, but although Van Can was always a fraction of a second slower, he was always able to accurately use the moves he had just used to counter him!

It's like he just learned something and immediately put it into practice, using his spear against his shield.

The two exchanged blows, their figures flashing across the courtyard, so fast they almost left afterimages. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged nearly a hundred blows.

"stop!"

Huang Fei suddenly leaped backward, jumping out of the battle circle, and gestured for a stop.

His chest heaved slightly, his eyes wide open, staring at Van Can from head to toe as if he were a monster.

Huang Fei instinctively reached to stroke his beard, nearly pulling out several hairs in the process.

"Monkey, how...how did you do that?"

He couldn't believe it.

You're completely different from before!

When I taught you the moves before, you always stumbled and hesitated. I had to knock on your head a few times before you could remember them.

But now…

This is simply a legendary martial arts prodigy with a photographic memory, a talent that appears only once in a millennium!

Huang Fei had only heard of such people in some ancient legends.

Van Ken steadied his breathing and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Just like when you gave guidance to Brother Bat, Master, you told me to calm my mind."

After I was driven down from the mountain gate, my heart became completely calm, like a still pond.

I saw myself in the water, and I also saw the vastness of heaven and earth, and how insignificant the individual is... My heart was completely calm, and many things naturally became clear.

He spouted a string of seemingly profound yet somewhat reasonable words, coupled with a natural air of composure and confidence.

Huang Fei stroked his beard with a mixture of surprise and doubt, muttering to himself, "Could this be... what they call enlightenment? Sudden realization?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. A wave of regret washed over him, and with a sudden burst of strength, he actually plucked out a few strands of his beard.

He regretted it!

If he had known that telling this blockhead to "calm down" would bring about such a dramatic change, he would have said it long ago!

Why waste more than ten years of this child's life!

"Master?"

Seeing Huang Fei in a daze, Van Ken called out softly.

He felt a little smug. In the past, his master always appeared stern, calm, and unfathomable in front of him. He had never seen him so unsettled.

Huang Fei snapped out of his daze, looked at Van Can with a complex expression, and finally sighed.

But there was an irrepressible joy in that sigh.

"Monkey, you...you stay here."

In the past... it was I who held you back.

From this day forward, you are my disciple, and I will impart all my knowledge to you without reservation!

Although he was sighing, his eyes gleamed with a sharp light, the light of someone who had found a true successor.

"I'll get up at six o'clock tomorrow morning, the same old time."

I will begin to teach you everything I have, little by little, including... the true skills of cultivating and utilizing Qi.

Van Ken solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply, saying, "Yes, Master!"

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Van Ken arrived at the yard on time.

Huang Fei kept his word, and his attitude was completely different from before.

He teaches with patience and meticulousness, and his explanations are exceptionally thorough. His face is less stern and more gratified.

Any teacher who encounters a student who learns quickly and understands immediately will be satisfied with everything they do and happy. They would never be willing to give a cold shoulder.

He felt that his junior disciple, whom he used to find troublesome and thought was a blockhead, was now pleasing to the eye and likable no matter how he looked at him.

Van Can patiently followed along and secretly copied his master's martial arts skills.

He was like a completely dried-out sponge, greedily absorbing Huang Fei's lifelong mastery of kung fu.

Huang Fei's decades of accumulated knowledge were being digested by him at an astonishing speed.

In just two days, Huang Fei discovered that he had nothing new to teach Fan Ken in terms of pure technique variations.

This kid learns too fast and masters it too deeply.