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Wang Xiaohu pressed two fingers together on his chest. One breath, two breaths, three breaths …

The thumping heart beat sounded out again. The world seemed to quiet down again, as though there were invisible emotions gathering towards his heart. On Wang Xiaohu's fingertip, a cluster of flame the size of a grain of rice was born out of thin air, and it was rapidly growing …

In just a few breaths