Fang Cheng stood quietly in this serene place of morning practice.
The emerald shadows danced around, rustling gently.
The entire forest seemed to sway softly in the breeze, whispering quietly.
Dewdrops clung to the grass, sparkling and translucent.
In the morning light, they glimmered like tiny diamonds, reflecting a kaleidoscope of colors.
Fang Cheng's breathing was calm and deep, his legs slightly bent, like a drawn bow ready to release, silently converging all his Strength.
His eyes were locked forward, as if an invisible enemy was present.
Whoosh~
A gentle breeze brushed his cheek, carrying a hint of the mountain forest's unique freshness.
Suddenly, Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his right foot propelled off the ground, and he leaped forward with his left.
His whole body instantaneously released like a loom stretched to its limit, the gust of wind dispersing the dew beside him.
