The arms are like an ape...

Phew, after practice, I’m sweating profusely!

The young man knelt on his knees, bowed three times and kowtowed!

"Thank you so much, master, for teaching me the art. Fei'er will practice hard and carry forward Drunken Master!"

"Get up, I believe you can do it! Just remember

This boxing technique is also known as the Eight Drunken Immortals because it is based on the drunken state of eight immortals such as Han Zhongli, Lu Dongbin, Han Xiangzi, Cao Guojiu, He Xiangu, Lan Caihe, Zhang Guolao, and Tieguaili."

"The Eight Immortals have eight, eight and sixty-four moves. There is no distinction between before and after, and there is no distinction between strength and weakness. Everything depends on adapting to the enemy! But the way of martial arts is not to show off one's strength and fight with ruthlessness. You must not show off your weaknesses and damage our Guizhou Pavilion.

Reputation!" Zhang Shaoqian said, becoming more and more harsh in the end.

The young man naturally agreed: "It's the master, I will remember it!"

"It's getting late! Go back and rest. When you master Drunken Fist, I will tell you your life experience." After Zhang Shaoqian finished speaking, the young man's eyes were blurred and he said: "This disciple has been waiting for this day for eighteen years.
Chapter completed!