Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Zheng Ming: "The wind is more mixed on the north side of the wall, but the edges haven't thinned out."

Zheng Liang: "Then you've already adapted."

Zheng Ming: "That's about it."

Zheng Liang: "Are we going to the river again tomorrow?"

Zheng Ming: "Go."

I haven't fully gotten used to the sound of the water yet.

Zheng Liang: "Then I'll go to the city gate tomorrow too."

Zheng Ming: "The wind direction is different every day over there, so you can practice for a few more days."

Zheng Liang: "Mm."

As night deepened, the lights under the eaves of the offering hall were already lit.

Ling Feng sat by the lamp, and Qian Renxue sat beside him.

Qian Renxue: "Zheng Liang practiced at the city gate for almost half an hour today."

Ling Feng: "Hmm."

He's already actively looking for different venues.

Qian Renxue: "Zheng Ming has had enough time to practice over the north wall."

Chapter 416 Exceptional Talent

Ling Feng: "He doesn't need anyone to tell him how well he's doing; he'll judge for himself."

Qian Renxue: "Then they are already proceeding at their own pace."

Ling Feng: "Yes."

They just need enough time and different environments.

Qian Renxue: "Then they have achieved their goal of coming to Wuhun Capital."

Ling Feng: "They have found a path that suits them."

Qian Renxue: "Then I'll go to the East Courtyard tomorrow to see what adjustments they need."

Ling Feng: "Okay."

The next morning, when Qian Renxue entered the East Courtyard, Zheng Liang was standing there. The light in his hand was not lit, but he could feel that the light was still inside his body.

Qian Renxue: "Where are you planning to practice today?"

Zheng Liang: "The wind is stronger over the city gate than it was yesterday."

Qian Renxue: "Then you can try today to keep the brightness up while moving, without looking at it."

Zheng Liang: "Aren't you going to look at it?"

Qian Renxue: "Yes."

Focus your attention on what's in front of you, and let it settle in your perception.

Zheng Liang: "I'll give it a try."

Qian Renxue: "Tell me the result after you've tried it."

Zheng Liang: "Okay."

Zheng Ming came out of the house: "I'm going to the river today."

Qian Renxue: "The river flow is greater today than yesterday, so be careful to maintain the thickness of the edges."

Zheng Ming: "I know."

Qian Renxue: "Then let's do it at our own pace."

Zheng Ming nodded, picked up his coat, and left.

The afternoon sun shone on the bluestone pavement at the city gate. Zheng Liang stood at the corner of the wall where he had been the day before, the light in his hand shining brightly. But his gaze was not on the light, but on the figures moving in the distance.

The light remained stable in his perception, without fluctuating as his gaze shifted away.

Jin Chen walked over from the direction of the city gate: "Didn't you see it just now?"

Zheng Liang: "No."

Jin Chen: "You've maintained it?"

Zheng Liang: "You've maintained it."

Jin Chen: "Then you can maintain its shape without looking at it."

Zheng Liang: "But my sense of direction is still a bit blurry."

Jin Chen: "A sense of direction requires more practice; that's another level of control."

Zheng Liang: "Then I'll keep practicing."

In the evening, Zheng Liang and Zheng Ming sat under the eaves of the east courtyard.

There was no light in Zheng Liang's hand, but his fingers twitched slightly, as if he were recalling the control process he had just undergone.

Zheng Ming: "Is the wind stronger over by the city gate today?"

Zheng Liang: "It's gotten quite a bit bigger."

Zheng Ming: "Can you stay steady when you move?"

Zheng Liang: "We can stabilize the situation, but we need to anticipate changes in wind direction in advance."

Zheng Ming: "Then you've already grasped its pattern."

Zheng Liang: "I haven't fully mastered it yet, but I'm more proficient than yesterday."

Zheng Ming: "I'm almost able to figure out the pattern of the water sounds here."

Zheng Liang: "Then we should be moving on to the next step soon."

Zheng Ming: "What the next step is is still uncertain, but we have entered a more complex practice phase."

As night deepened, Ling Feng stood under the eaves, and Qian Renxue walked to his side.

Qian Renxue: "Zheng Liang tried to control the brightness without looking at the light source today, and he maintained it."

Ling Feng: "Then his perception has caught up with his control."

Qian Renxue: "Zheng Ming spent a long time by the river today and came back later than usual."

Ling Feng: "He was probably trying to confirm the pattern of the water sounds."

He needed to confirm one thing before he could leave with peace of mind.

Qian Renxue: "The fact that the thickness of the edge did not decrease when the sound of the water changed indicates that he had already incorporated the sound of the water into his perception range."

Ling Feng: "He doesn't need anyone else to confirm the result; he will confirm it himself."

The next morning, Zheng Liang practiced at the city gate for half an hour. When he returned to the east courtyard, Ling Feng was sitting there without holding any tea.

Zheng Liang: "Yesterday's method was indeed effective."

It's actually more stable when I'm not looking at it.

Ling Feng: "Because when you're not looking at it, you're perceiving it, not observing it."

Zheng Liang: "So how should I practice next?"

Ling Feng: "Go to the same location at different times and feel the subtle changes in the same wind at different times, until you can predict its direction before the wind changes."

Zheng Liang: "Then I'll go again this evening."

Ling Feng: "Okay."

Zheng Ming returned from the river, washed his hands in the yard, and sat down.

Ling Feng: "Has the direction of the river flow changed today?"

Zheng Ming: "It's a bit off from yesterday."

Ling Feng: "That's because there are tributaries flowing into it from upstream."

The airflow will change tomorrow, so when you go tomorrow, observe the changes in the water flow before you start practicing.

Zheng Ming: "Okay."

The afternoon sun spread across the training ground, where Zheng Liang and Zheng Ming stood in different positions.

Zheng Liang stood on the side closest to the city wall, the light in his hand shining steadily. The wind blew from the east, then around the city wall and turned to the north. The light adjusted its position slightly with the wind, and then returned to its steady position.

Zheng Ming stood on the other side of the training ground. The Dark Holy Dragon maintained a uniform thickness in his palm. He had already brought the influence of the wind under his control, and there were no obvious fluctuations at the edges.

Jin Chen passed by the edge of the training ground without stopping, only glancing at it from the side before continuing on his way.

After dinner, the lights were on in the east courtyard corridor.

Zheng Liang and Zheng Ming sat under the lamp, neither of them speaking, but something was slowly taking shape in the quiet atmosphere under the lamp.

It's as if they've entered a new phase, a phase where language confirmation is no longer needed.

At night, Ling Feng sat alone on the porch.

Qian Renxue came out and sat down beside him: "Zheng Liang stayed at the city gate for a long time this evening, returning half an hour later than usual."

Ling Feng: "He was probably trying to predict changes in wind direction."

Qian Renxue: "When he came back, there was no light in his hand."

Ling Feng: "Then he no longer needs to keep the light on to check his status."

He can now sense changes in wind direction even without light, only turning the lights back on when needed.

Qian Renxue: "Then his next step should be to practice this switching while moving."

Ling Feng: "Hmm."

That's an ability that the Holy Dragon of Light needs to master in its later stages.

Qian Renxue: "When Zheng Ming came back today, there were traces of river water on his clothes."