Good boy, you kid finally mastered some of the essence of the feminine palm. I have not been in vain for half a year. The white-haired old man walked opposite Wu Feng at some point. A ripples appeared on his wrinkled face.

The words of the old man in white hair awakened Wu Feng from his shocked expression just now. He moved his eyes to him, but he still couldn't believe it. Wu Feng raised his hands, looked up and down, and murmured: Master, have I really practiced a feminine palm? I really smashed the stone gate with one palm.

The old man white-haired nodded, his expression became rigorous again. He said quietly: If you want to practice, you are still far from being able to break this stone gate. This stone gate was not broken by your palm. Before that, you slapped hundreds of times, and you had already slapped countless cracks by you. Today, another heavy blow was completely smashed. You only have 30% of the feminine palm.

Wu Feng was shocked and said suspiciously: But I heard from my master that the feminine palm can be used to shatter a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds with one palm. The stone gate in front of me is at least several thousand pounds. Why did I only exert 30% of the feminine palm's skills?

The old man with white hair snorted coldly in disdain. Your master's feminine palm has only mastered some introductory skills. If you want to practice the feminine palm to the realm of transformation, you can not only slap the huge stone weighing thousands of pounds, but I guess your master's current skills are just as good as you.

Master, please stop joking. My master, Taoist Qingfeng, is so profound that I can compare with my disciple. I have been learning from Master for six or seven years, and I haven't even learned one-tenth of his ability. Wu Feng said with a little dissatisfied.

The old man white-haired snorted again and said unhappily: "You guy, don't you believe that your master is a person?" I am the Maoshan lineage founded by myself. No matter how powerful your master is, he is just a disciple of me. I can't get over it in my hand."

Although Wu Feng was not convinced, the white-haired old man in front of him was his ancestor after all, and he was also his master's ancestor. As an elder of the ancestor level, he could not say anything about his disciples and disciples of the younger generation like his master. Thinking of this, Wu Feng felt relieved and asked: Master, you just said that the disciple's feminine palm only has three success powers, so what kind of thing is considered to be more than 100%? Can you please open your eyes, my disciple.

The old man with white hair finally had another smile on his face and said proudly: Boy, you just said that you used the fist wind to destroy a torch ten steps away. This proves that you have reached 30% of the feminine palm. Then I will let you see what the feminine palm skills are.

As he said that, the old white-haired man looked up at the top of the cave and finally his eyes fell on a huge stalactite hanging down above his head. He raised his hand and pointed at the stone and said: Boy, look carefully
Chapter completed!