"Come, get into a horse stance, assume the correct posture, and start learning Arhat Fist."
Lu Yang emulates Meng Jingzhou's movements, sinks his energy into his Dantian, holds his head high and chest extended, takes a half step to the left with his left foot, and forms an arc with his palms.
"Ha!"
"Your voice isn't loud enough, again!"
"Ha!"
"Louder!"
"Ha!"
Lu Yang's voice gradually increases until it finally reaches Meng Jingzhou's standard.
"My master once told me that shouting during a fight is a way of releasing our limits. The louder the voice, the more real power can be exhibited, even surpassing our usual strength."
"Your arm should stay level with your line of sight when you punch."
"Your fist should be tight, imagine you're holding a stone and squeezing it with all your might, as if you want to shatter it."
These are the teachings from the Third Elder when Meng Jingzhou was learning kung fu, now he's passing them all to Lu Yang.