Pain, a splitting headache. Memories surged forward, forcefully. Images flashed like in a movie, fast and relentless.,In my memory, Lin Yun used to practice this set of punches in a way that was obscure and difficult to understand. He would only imitate the form without truly grasping its meaning.,In a flash, he completed all fifteen strikes. A surge of heat coursed through his limbs and bones, flowing wildly throughout his body.。