Jia Family Manor, the small courtyard where Instructor Lin resides.
"Are you ready?" Instructor Lin, with white hair but a physique as robust as an old lion, asked expressionlessly.
"I only give you one chance, don't regret it."
"I dare to try." Lou Yi showed no hesitation.
He took out a three-meter-long stick, holding it with both hands, the end resting against his waist, the head slightly raised, standing in a bow stance with one leg forward and one leg back.
"Looks like you've made significant progress." Instructor Lin's eyes flickered with a sharp gleam.
His broad but mostly wrinkle-free right hand slowly but quickly slapped the tree stump.
'Bang!'
A dull sound akin to a bell rang out.
Subsequently, a large number of leaves detached from the branches, fluttering down like scattered flowers in the sky, even more than Instructor Lin demonstrated before.
Some fell vertically, others floated afar, some flew upwards, and others spiraled in mid-air.
"Hah!"
