Ye Qiu practiced the fist technique on the bluestone for quite a while, but he still couldn't grasp its essence.
Although the fist technique seemed to have only one move, it was profound and vast.
So.
Ye Qiu sat cross-legged, his eyes fixed on the fist manual, watching intently.
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