"Hmm?"
Xie Anfeng, who was also a Martial Artist with some understanding of the Eight Trigram Palm, squinted his eyes as he watched the elderly man's movements.
"Mr. Wen, your steps follow your body, your palms change with your form, and your movements are as fluid as a dragon—you have truly achieved great skill in changing stances, impressive!"
"Heh!"
The elderly man chuckled audibly, then steadied his stance instantly, solid as a rock, and politely said, "You must be Young Master Anfeng? I am Wen Kuo Hai, and I greet you."
"Mr. Wen, your Trigram Continuous Palm is indeed formidable, but I wonder how it fares in actual combat?" Xie Anfeng used provocation, trying to stir anger within Wen Kuo Hai.
However, he was bound to be disappointed because the Eight Trigram Palm cultivated both internal and external aspects of martial arts, emphasizing not only stance training but also the cultivation of martial virtue.