C34 Zhang Woo

Zhang Woo withdrew his leg, his face etched with gravity. "Have you trained in martial arts? You're so young, yet your strong breathing technique is already formidable. You're a martial arts prodigy!"

"Well then, I must go all out. I've dedicated years to mastering the iron palm, and at last, I've found a master worthy of facing it."

Zhang Woo's passion for martial arts ignited within him