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The Vajra Palm is fierce and domineering, while the Dragon Claw Hand is sharp and ruthless; the two martial arts styles are completely different.

Most people would spend a lot of time learning one skill, but he mastered two skills in just two days.

Wu Feng squinted and watched for a while.

Duan Yu's movements became increasingly fluid, and the ferocity of the Vajra Palm and the sharpness of the Dragon Claw Hand gradually merged in his hands.

The transitions between moves are almost seamless.

This level is at least at the proficient level.

Wu Feng nodded slightly.

Duan Yu's comprehension is indeed high. If he can learn the unique skills of the Dali Duan family, such as One-Finger Divine Skill and Six-Meridian Divine Sword, his strength will definitely increase greatly.

However, those martial arts all require profound internal strength to support them.

One-Finger Divine Skill relies on internal force to injure people, while Six Meridian Divine Sword condenses internal force into invisible sword energy.

With Duan Yu's current level of internal energy, even if he learned it, he wouldn't be able to unleash much power.

It's actually a good thing that you haven't learned it yet. First, lay a solid foundation and gradually accumulate internal strength. Then, learning those advanced martial arts later will be a natural progression.

After Duan Yu finished practicing his Vajra Palm technique, he turned to Wu Feng with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness on his face: "My benefactor, how did I do?"

Wu Feng stepped forward, his tone calm: "Not bad, your moves are already quite proficient, and the transitions are fine. Looks like you haven't been slacking off these past two days."

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu smiled with delight and scratched the back of his head: "Of course, I will definitely practice the martial arts taught by my benefactor diligently."

Wu Feng nodded, glanced at him, and gave him a few pointers: "In the third move of the Vajra Palm, when you strike, lower your shoulders a little more and generate power from your waist and back, don't just rely on your arms. In the Dragon Claw Hand's grappling technique, straighten your fingertips a bit more, and when you grab, be quick and accurate, don't hesitate."

Duan Yu listened attentively, nodding occasionally. When Wu Feng finished speaking, he quickly clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Thank you for your guidance, benefactor! I've got it!"

Wu Feng waved his hand: "Keep practicing, and correct these two parts."

"yes!"

Duan Yu responded, turned around and returned to the center of the field, and began practicing again according to Wu Feng's instructions.

Wu Feng stood aside and watched, occasionally offering a few words of advice.

Duan Yu was indeed highly perceptive; after each instruction, he could quickly correct his mistakes, and his movements became more and more precise.

Time passed slowly, the morning mist gradually dissipated, and sunlight bathed the training ground.

When the time reached Chenshi (7-9 AM), Wu Feng glanced at the sky and said to Duan Yu, "That's about enough for today. You continue your consolidation; I'll be going now."

Duan Yu immediately stopped what he was doing, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, and said, "My benefactor, please take care!"

Wu Feng nodded, turned and left the martial arts arena, exiting the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

Back at the inn, I pushed open the door to my room.

Azi has woken up and is sitting on the edge of the bed combing her hair.

Seeing him enter, she quickly stood up to greet him, a gentle smile on her face: "Young master, you're back."

Wu Feng nodded, walked to the table and sat down: "Go and have someone prepare breakfast and bring it to the room. Also, invite Wanqing over to eat with us."

"Yes, young master," Azi replied and quickly walked out of the room.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

Mu Wanqing pushed open the door and entered, still wearing her veil. She sat down opposite Wu Feng and greeted him softly, "Young Master."

Wu Feng nodded without saying anything.

A little while later, Azi pushed open the door and came in, followed by a waiter carrying a tray.

The waiter laid out breakfast on the table: three bowls of millet porridge, a basket of steamed buns, three side dishes, and a few boiled eggs.

After setting everything up, the waiter left and closed the door behind him.

"Eat up." Wu Feng picked up his chopsticks.

The three of them ate breakfast quietly.

Ah Zi sipped her porridge slowly, occasionally picking up a side dish with her chopsticks;

Mu Wanqing ate very slowly, lifting a corner of her veil to reveal half of her face, her movements quiet and graceful.

After eating and drinking his fill, Wu Feng put down his chopsticks and picked up a cloth from the table to wipe his mouth.

The two of them put down their chopsticks and looked at him.

Wu Feng glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "Things in Dali are almost done. We'll leave tomorrow."

Wu Feng continued, "We won't practice martial arts today. I'll take you to the city to look around and buy some things."

Ah Zi's eyes lit up instantly, and a delighted smile appeared on her face. She nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, young master!"

Mu Wanqing paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.

She doesn't particularly like crowded places, but since Wu Feng has spoken up, she won't object.

Moreover, she also wanted to see what Dali City was like.

Wu Feng stood up: "Let's go."

The three left the inn and walked into the streets and alleys.

The city of Dali was already bustling with activity in the early morning. The streets were lined with stalls selling vegetables, fabrics, and snacks, with shouts of vendors rising and falling in the air.

Pedestrians came and went, shoulder to shoulder, and the air was filled with a mixture of various smells.

Azi walked beside Wu Feng, her eyes darting around, and spotted a sugar figurine stall by the roadside.

She paused, her gaze falling on the sugar figurines shaped into various forms, her eyes filled with longing.

Wu Feng followed her gaze, walked over, took out a few coins, bought a small rabbit-shaped sugar figurine, and handed it to A Zi.

Azi took the sugar figurine, her smile deepening, and said softly, "Thank you, young master."

Mu Wanqing followed behind, her gaze sweeping over the stalls without any particular reaction.

Wu Feng stopped in front of a stall selling rouge and face powder.

The stall was filled with various small boxes, red and green, and next to them were several bamboo skewers with samples of various scented powders.

When the female stall owner saw someone coming, she quickly put on a smiling face and greeted them.

Wu Feng looked at A Zi and Mu Wanqing: "Pick something you like."

Azi immediately leaned over, picked up a small box, opened it and smelled it, then picked up another one, her face full of curiosity.

Mu Wanqing stood still, her gaze sweeping over the rouge, seemingly uninterested.

Wu Feng glanced at her but didn't say anything.

After much deliberation, Azi chose two boxes of rouge and one box of face powder.

Wu Feng paid and handed the items to her. A Zi carefully put them away, her face full of smiles.

Continue walking forward, cross two streets, and you'll arrive at a clothing store.

The shop wasn't big, but the walls were covered with all kinds of clothes, both men's and women's, made from everything from coarse cloth to silk.

When the shopkeeper saw a customer enter, he quickly went to greet him.

Wu Feng glanced at the clothes on the wall and said to the two of them, "Go pick out a few changes of clothes. Azi, help Wanqing pick something out too."

Azi nodded and pulled Mu Wanqing towards the women's clothing area. Mu Wanqing was dragged along, somewhat helplessly, but she followed anyway.

Wu Feng walked over to the men's clothing section and glanced at the clothes.

The customer service uniforms were made of coarse cloth and cost a few taels of silver per set. He picked out three sets and had the shopkeeper wrap them up.

His gaze fell on the row of silk clothes next to him.

The fabric is smooth, the workmanship is exquisite, and the colors are perfect. There are dark gray, moon white, and cyan colors; they are clearly styles worn by young masters.

Wu Feng reached out and touched the fabric; it felt smooth and pleasant to the touch.

He glanced at the attributes—

[Silk Robe (White Quality): Defense +5, Charisma +3.]

Charisma +3.

This attribute isn't usually very useful, but it can increase the speed at which you gain favor with NPCs. Sometimes this can come in handy when interacting with NPCs.

He thought for a moment, then picked out a moon-white one and a dark gray one, and asked the shopkeeper to pack them up together.

Ah Zi and Mu Wanqing have also made their choices.

Azi picked out two dresses, while Mu Wanqing only picked out one, a plain-colored dress with a simple design.

Wu Feng paid the money, packed up the clothes, and left the shop with the two men.

After strolling around the street for a while, they bought some snacks. Azi ate happily, and Mu Wanqing also tried a small piece of pastry.