“Yes, teacher. Dales personally guided me himself, allowing me to benefit greatly.”

 Wang Yu followed the script given to him by the system and repeated them word for word.

 Even though those words were scripted, there were some truths in it. After getting taught a harsh lesson by Dales, not only did Wang Yu’s Martial Arts improve, he had a new understanding of how shameless an NPC’s mouth can be. It could be considered a great harvest.

 “You did well brat.” The Hermit gave Wang Yu an appreciative glance, before saying in a long-winded manner, “An enlightened person seeks strength from within, while an ignorant one seeks strength from external sources. The quintessence of a martial artist does not lie in those godly weapons or unbreakable armours. Rather, it lies in one’s ability to understand the opponent’s weaknesses and exploit them. May the spirit of the Martial God be inherited by you…”

 As he was speaking, the Hermit extended his hands and a ray of blinding blue light emerged from the palms of the Hermit, gently floating to the top of Wang Yu’s head and entering him.