If Chen Ping'an were on his own, he would've been able to traverse around 50 kilometers of mountain path in a day without much difficulty, even if he were carrying a load. On their journey, they had to negotiate a variety of terrains, such as bodies of water and rugged cliffs. Hence, due to the fact that he had to cater to Li Baoping, this was turning out to be a very leisurely trip for Chen Ping'an, so he decided to make use of his time to practice walking meditation. 

With Li Baoping by his side, he refrained from practicing the fist technique that required full focus and exertion. Instead, his movements were more languid and natural, and he even had to intentionally slow down in his walking meditation and shorten his strides so that Li Baoping could keep up. He had only just begun to find his way in his practice, but due to these self-imposed restrictions, all of his movements were feeling quite strange and awkward again.

At this point, the two of them had already traveled around 10 kilometers, but Li Baoping was still raring to go, not displaying any signs of strain or exhaustion. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand as she asked, "Are you practicing fist techniques, Junior Uncle?"

"That's right," Chen Ping'an replied with a nod as he paused in his walking meditation.

Li Baoping then asked, "Do you know what the key acupoint of this set of fist techniques is?"

Chen Ping'an was very perplexed by this question, and he asked, "What does that mean? All I know is that there are many acupoints in the human body. The majority of the characters I've learned come from memorizing...