Ninamo looked at him. Watching him but didn't moving. She wasn't actually intending to do anything. Yet you wouldn't be able to tell. Even if he saw her eyes. She was the master of masters. She knew how to keep her hand close to her chest. You couldn't tell by eyes or expression what she intended to do. She had learned many tricks. Including letting the opponent see a false intention. No...there was no way this fledgling would be able to even interpret falsities. Not as his skill level. Or more accurately...lack there of. She looked at him. She waited for her. She moved her hand and smacked his kick away with not but her hand. Hearing his thoughts and feelng it. "Silly chosen one. I haven't yet moved in attack. I am seeing what you can do. Do you really think you even stand a chance of slowing me? I am not some weak opponent. Perhaps where yo uare from such tactics as you use would be beneficial...here...they are wasted efforts against opponents far surpassing your current skills. Any trained beyond beginning in the way of Kung Fu are not easily slowed by strikes. Nor can you really bring those intermediate or higher pain. Well you can yet you might as well not have. For the greater the skill level of the Kung Fu artist...the greater their pain tolerance. Ones such as myself have such high pain tolerance that it doesn't even register especially during combat even the extreme pain." She stopped for a moment. "For example...were I to have my arm cut off in battle I wouldn't even show recognition of this fact. Reason being anything other than not dying is minimal fact. Yes that pain is extreme but I am a greater master. I would feel it but it would not matter as much. I can endure massive amounts of pain. Were you in the same situation yo uwould be writhing and screaming in pain. As would many." She smiled a bit. "Yet still chosen one...I will train you. You do realize though...that attempts to slow your opponent only work if the opponent moves? I havne't moved but slightly. I am not fighting...I am learning your determination. This method you use is feral. Primitive. You will forget it." She said simply. "You can stop now. I have obtained the information on you I needed. Do not let go of the staff. Pick it up. That is far more valuable than you know. Come...chosen one. It is time to sit and gather your breath. You have worked up quite a sweat."