Finally breaking through her "martial barrier," Zhao Baiyu unleashed the Sixty-Four Hands and made the real Flowing Clouds and Running Water.
She was no longer confined by the forms or restricted by the verses; she struck wherever her thoughts took her.
Leading and following seamlessly, balancing strength with softness, mixing the unpredictable with the orthodox, her moves exuded the essence of a fluttering flag, and her energy flowed like a drifting cloud. Her fists and feet transformed endlessly.
"Truly, a good student comes from a good master!"
Two senior guests from the martial arts community watched Zhao Baiyu's enlightenment on the stage and couldn't help but feel moved.
"She's a rare talent, but the young man is even more extraordinary."
"Indeed, at such a young age, he exudes the aura of a grandmaster. His generosity in aiding others to succeed in the arena is commendable."