Three days later, in the early morning, within a small courtyard behind the county government office.
Lin Rui was practicing the Thunder Fire Stance work as early as dawn.
His hands were wrapped in thunder and fire, with soft yet forceful movements and light and agile steps, akin to controlling a pair of thunder and fire snakes, dancing together under the early morning sunlight.
Lin Rui's breathing was almost perfectly synchronized with his movements, each breath accompanied by the rise and fall of his body and the flow of energy. His posture was sometimes as gentle as flowing water and sometimes as swift as the wind, with each move filled with rhythm.
His body and mind were deeply relaxed and unfolded to their greatest extent, as if blending with the universe, while a continuous popping sound like frying soybeans came from deep within him.
