Awakened Influencer?

Every single motion Lingyun had performed in the dream was still vividly imprinted in his mind, down to the last minute shift in weight and balance.

Victor his bare feet pressed against the floorboards as he slowly rose from his bed.

He hesitated for a moment before raising his right arm and attempting the first movement.

His body flowed.

Not in the usual, awkward way that happens when you try to mimic something you just saw.

No.

It was smooth.

His footwork, his stance, his breathing—everything aligned perfectly.

His body was moving exactly like Lingyun had in the dream.

Before he could process what was happening, his left leg shifted back, his right arm flicked forward, and suddenly—

A glass cup from his desk wobbled and fell off his desk.

Victor's hand shot out.

And without even activating Wind Dash, his fingers snatched the glass midair before it could hit the floor.

His eyes widened.