Zhao Rui watched He Zhiyan, who was teaching the Cultivation Technique with a serious, dedicated expression, and couldn't help but feel a little exasperated.
'Did this guy really forget, or did he do it on purpose?'
'If he did it on purpose, what could he possibly gain from it?'
'And if he really did forget, what could have disturbed him so much that he'd overlook something so fundamental?'
However, they had already reached this critical juncture, and there was no point in overthinking it. Zhao Rui quickly cast aside his distracting thoughts and began to seriously learn the Mimicry Fist.
This Cultivation Technique was different from ordinary ones. It took an unconventional path, primarily working by opening a Hidden Meridian and using one's own Inner Strength to replicate the Cultivation Techniques of others.
'It's not very useful, but its advantage lies in... hmm, it doesn't really have any great use either.'
