Boom!
Facing the wind and rain, Lian Youming reached his right hand upward as though probing into the void. He regarded the vast world as a pool and the rolling thunder as ripples. Breath surged through his chest and abdomen, producing peals of thunder of its own, seeking to connect with the thunder above and resonate with it.
He calmed his breath and focused his mind.
Rumble!
Thunder rang out like the pounding of drums.
Lian Youming's expression remained unchanged, but the vigorous rhythm of his heart and lungs, and even the surging momentum of his inner breath, gradually underwent unusual changes amid the thunder. All that remained was for everything to become a single sound.
Here it came.
"Strike!"
His body moved abruptly. With his fists loosely clenched, he performed the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Stance, one form after another.
Amid the wind and rain, his figure darted and swooped. Sometimes he spread his arms and soared like a bird; sometimes he wheeled swiftly like a swimming dragon. He pounced like a tiger, tumbled like an agile monkey, kicked like a galloping horse, or intertwined like the tortoise and snake of the Black Tortoise. His movements were endlessly varied, exquisite and mysterious.
As he drew the thunder into his body, Lian Youming immediately felt his muscles forming a trajectory of their own. Without his having to summon force, an immense, invisible flow of qi seemed to guide his limbs and every part of his body.
He had already gained some understanding of this Heavenly Dipper Strength back on the northern grasslands. But thunder varied in volume, and the resulting forces differed as well. Fully comprehending them all was no overnight undertaking. Only through repeated attempts could he fathom the principles of nature and unite his understanding.
He did not limit