A boy could be seen standing with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the cliff and the winds blowing; his robe flowed in rhythm with the breeze.
Gently, the boy stretched his hand forward and skillfully twisted his arm around in a horizontal manner in such a way that if anyone was looking at this boy who was training, he or she would be surprised to see such a skilfull young boy.
Suddenly, he punched forward with both hands, radiating a shiny white light, and the punch was accompanied by a powerful gust of wind.
The winds around the cliff abruptly changed direction, converging around him as white light shone through, leading the blows forward.
The boy smiled, nodding his head in satisfaction at the technical prowess he now possessed.
He felt the change in the punch, now that he had broken through to the 2nd stage, the wind-withering technique had improved a little towards perfection.
