Hearing this, Jiang Ning nodded.
The topic then swiftly shifted.
"Yiming, punch me with all your might, let me see your martial arts progress!"
"Alright, Uncle!" Jiang Yiming's face immediately filled with confidence.
His face clearly had big words written on it, "Good student, never afraid of a test!"
Then.
Jiang Yiming stepped back and clenched his fingers into a fist.
"Uncle, I'm ready!"
"Do it!"
"Yes!" Jiang Yiming responded.
His gaze suddenly sharpened, his eyes became fierce.
He knew his Uncle's competence, knew that despite his rapid martial arts progress and formidable skills, he was still no match for Jiang Ning.
Thus, he had no intention of holding back.
Whoosh—
He suddenly threw his right fist, causing his sleeve and the air to produce a harsh friction sound.
The next moment.
Boom—
A muffled sound.
Jiang Yiming felt his punch hit Jiang Ning's palm, as if it hit a towering and unmovable divine mountain.
