Qi Ye was twenty-three and had spent three years as a low-paid sparring partner at the Chifeng Martial Arts Hall. Others paid to practice their punches; he used his body to test their results. Others had coaches, medicines, and advanced techniques; he had only three basic martial arts manuals, which he had practiced for six years.
During a heavy-impact test that was unexpectedly pushed further, he saw the true progress of his technique. His Iron Body Art had long since reached what everyone considered perfection, but the panel told him it could still improve. His six years of hard training had not been for nothing. It had simply been waiting to pay off all at once on the day his ability awakened.
... I read two chapters... I really can't understand what is written...