"A bit rusty, but not a single stroke wrong, and..."
And there's a certain aura flowing through it.
This isn't just copying shapes—it's not just painting the shell, but truly grasping some Law within the Formation, and weaving that Law into the Formation Patterns. That's why there's this 'aura'.
This Formation holds rules within.
Though faint, there are indeed signs of those rules emerging.
"Master Wen, this..."
All the examiners, nervous and uneasy, couldn't help but look at Master Wen.
Master Wen took a deep breath, then shook his head and sighed:
"Every stroke is correct, he's painted it all..."
As soon as these words landed, all hearts that had been hanging finally broke.
"Painted it all?!"
"How could... How is this even... This, this..." Some muttered, tongue-tied, unable to believe it.
Most examiners were so stunned, words failed them completely.
Pierced through!
