Just as people could not control their heartbeat or breathing, Xinhai could not control the trembling coursing through his body.
Yet the more his body trembled, the more agitated he became; and the more agitated he became, the worse the trembling grew.
It became a vicious cycle, one that dragged him deeper the more he struggled.
Xinhai's left leg began to shake uncontrollably. Sensing something was wrong, he hurriedly forced it still.
But the moment his left leg stopped, his right leg started trembling instead, as though an unruly rabbit were crashing about inside his body.
He gritted his teeth and tried to focus again, only to find the agitation surging over him like wave after wave of tide, each more violent than the last.
What should he do?
Xinhai's gaze instinctively turned toward the innermost corner of the training room. Gardevoir was sitting cross-legged there in Calm Mind, her closed eyes trembling faintly. She had clearly noticed the change in him as well.
However, Gardevoir had just taken a Mental Enhancement Potion, and this was a crucial period for absorbing it. Interrupting her rashly would affect its effects.
Besides, this was part of his own path of cultivation. If he sought help whenever he encountered trouble, then this training would lose its meaning.
He withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath as he rapidly considered a solution.
What about Tai Chi?
The thought flashed through his mind like lightning.
Tai Chi was not too demanding. Its movements were gentle, emphasizing "guiding Qi with intent and moving the body with Qi," pursuing "relaxation, tranquility, and naturalness."
Wasn't that exactly what he needed right now?
Those high-intensity basic movements had pushed his body's tension to its limit, while Tai Chi could gradually ease him out of that