Wang Dadong was somewhat astonished; as he had just performed the boxing techniques, thoughts of the late Piano Emperor had involuntarily come to mind, and thus every move and stance carried an undertone of sorrow.
This kind of nuance, ordinary people wouldn't be able to discern.
"I take back what I said about your lack of talent," Wang Dadong said with admiration, "if you practice diligently, you'll surely learn it in no time."
Moves are always inanimate, and anyone can learn them, but those who can perceive the essence of the moves must be individuals of exceptional brilliance.
Since Liu Tong could perceive the essence, then, regardless of how dull she might be, she should be able to learn the techniques.
However, a few minutes later, Wang Dadong completely lost it.
"I take back what I just said once again, you're the cream of the crop among the idiots. Just give up!"
"Master, I really did try my best," Liu Tong said with a look of grievance.