Chapter 16 - 9 Backbone [Add to Favorites and Recommend Monthly Ticket]
Thinking about this matter made Sun Yuan sigh heavily and frequently.
In the past, whenever he saw some skilled old-timers sighing and complaining about things like "My disciple is too genius, being a master is boring," Sun Yuan, if not outmatched, would definitely rush up to beat those poseurs to death!
Could they be any more shameless?
But, having stumbled upon a genius disciple, were they that lost, wandering around showing off all the time, and even having the face to sigh?
Why don't they just die?
But now, he truly understood how those people felt.
Because... Fang Che's genius level surpassed that of those old farts' bragged-about genius disciples by a mile!
His lifetime of learning—blade techniques, sword techniques, fist techniques, footwork techniques...
Whenever he demonstrated them once, Fang Che could immediately replicate them.
After practicing three times, even by his old coot standards, who had practiced for decades, not a single flaw could be found.
He even faintly felt that his disciple's understanding was slightly more standard than his own...