Dai Zong Ru He

Indeed, Linghu Chong and Wang Jingyuan had contributed greatly to the entire affair and deserved the gratitude of the Mount Tai Sect. However, the gifts they received were another matter entirely.

After all, the Five Great Sword Sects each had their own healing medicines, the most famous being Mount Hengshan's White Cloud Bear Gallbladder Pill. In the original story, Linghu Chong, after being critically injured, recovered after taking a White Cloud Bear Gallbladder Pill and sleeping for a day and a night. However, the Mount Tai Sect was not known for any secret healing elixirs.

The healing medicine that Daoist Tianmen carried with him was likely prepared as a precaution, intended for them. Now, presenting it as a gift to Linghu Chong felt like a perfunctory gesture.

It seemed Linghu Chong's earlier remarks had truly displeased Tianmen. However, Linghu Chong, being straightforward, didn't pick up on this.

As for Tianmen's promise to Wang Jingyuan, if it were just one move, it would be ordinary. But if it were followed by another sentence...

"Nephew Wang, speak, what do you wish to learn?"

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear! This sentence had just come true!

Daoist Tianmen had barely finished speaking when Wang Jingyuan's eyes lit up: "I wish to learn your sect's Dai Zong Ru He."

Since the NPC had offered, of course, one should choose the most valuable reward. At a time like this, no Player would politely refuse.

Upon hearing Wang Jingyuan's request, Daoist Tianmen's brow immediately furrowed. When his grand-disciple-master was alive, he had said that Dai Zong Ru He was the pinnacle of the Mount Tai Sword Style, unerring in its strikes and requiring only one move to kill.

However, Daoist Tianmen's concern now was not the power of the sword move itself. It was that this sword style was too difficult and obscure. Even his grand-disciple-master only knew a little about it. No one in the Mount Tai Sect had been able to master this move for decades.

In Daoist Tianmen's eyes, Wang Jingyuan's desire to learn this move was unrealistic. As the dignified Sect Leader of Mount Tai, he could not repay a kindness with a useless move.

Tianmen said gravely, "It seems Nephew Wang has heard of this move. But Nephew Wang, do you know that Dai Zong Ru He is not an ordinary sword move? It requires one hand to wield the sword and the other to count on one's fingers.

The essence lies not in the sword move itself, but in the calculation. One calculates the enemy's position, martial arts school, stature, weapon size, and the height of the sun's rays, and so on. The calculation is extremely complex, and once accurate, the sword strike is unerring.

But this move is too profound and mysterious. No one in our Mount Tai Sect has been able to comprehend it for decades. Nephew Wang, perhaps you could choose another?"

Wang Jingyuan smiled, "Perhaps Sect Uncle Tianmen cannot see it, but I am actually a genius. As long as someone is willing to teach me, I can learn all the martial arts in the world. If you don't believe me, Sect Uncle Tianmen can test me."

Daoist Tianmen's brow furrowed even tighter. Why was this child talking such nonsense? He tried to persuade Wang Jingyuan a few more times. But Wang Jingyuan insisted on learning Dai Zong Ru He and nothing else. After all, this move was the most valuable part of the Mount Tai Sword Style; only a fool would settle for less.

After failing to persuade him several times, Daoist Tianmen stopped trying and called Wang Jingyuan to his side, beginning to explain the intricacies of Dai Zong Ru He. Chi Baicheng, being Tianmen's disciple, did not leave when his Master didn't ask him to. However, he listened with a bewildered expression, quickly losing track of the explanation.

As for Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi, they understood the etiquette. The two of them walked into the inner room and closed the door.

[Daoist Tianmen is teaching you Dai Zong Ru He]

[Learn now: Yes/No]

[Yes]

Although it was only an introduction, Wang Jingyuan had grasped all the essentials of Dai Zong Ru He. Wang Jingyuan understood; this sword style was like an Excel spreadsheet with pre-filled formulas.

The sword moves themselves were ordinary, all direct thrusts, about ten types in total. As for the algorithm, it was an experience formula summarized from the battle data of predecessors.

There were corresponding calculation finger-counting techniques and parameters for influencing factors such as position, height, weapon, and terrain. When facing an enemy, one only needed to select the parameters for the relevant influencing factors based on the actual situation and begin calculating with their fingers. The result of the calculation would then be used as input for the next influencing factor.

After calculating all the influencing factors, a code would be generated. Based on this code, one would select the corresponding thrust and execute it.

The formulas were ready-made; the challenge lay in the speed of inputting parameters and the speed of calculation. Of course, if one ran out of time to complete the calculation, they could still draw their sword. However, the more influencing factors were calculated, the more accurate the result.

If one's calculation was not proficient and they only managed to calculate one influencing factor before the enemy attacked, it would be better not to calculate at all and face the enemy with other sword styles.

No wonder the people here found it difficult. This sword style was counter-intuitive for them. When facing an enemy, they ignored everything else and focused solely on inputting parameters and calculating. Once the result was obtained, they would act according to it without thinking.

Setting aside the speed of calculation, humans are not computers. What if one's eyesight was poor and they misjudged the enemy's height, leading to incorrect parameter input? What if they made a mistake during the calculation process? The formulas were experience formulas derived from big data. What if the experience formula was not representative enough when facing an enemy?

After obtaining the result, could they truly be sure that their calculation was correct and dare to thrust their sword based on it? If they hesitated and the opportunity passed, would they have to recalculate? If they didn't trust their calculated result and modified their sword strike based on subjective judgment, then why use this move at all?

Wang Jingyuan shook his head. Other martial arts were simple combat, adapting to circumstances and reacting spontaneously. This move, however, was like taking a math test in a very short time. If the calculation was correct, it was invincible; if it was wrong, it could lead to death.

Since he had already learned it, Wang Jingyuan had no regrets. He drew his sword, pointing it diagonally downwards with his right hand, while his left hand's fingers were counting. His gaze fell upon Daoist Tianmen.

Daoist Tianmen, filled with surprise and uncertainty, also drew a simple, ancient sword from his back and assumed the starting stance of Mount Tai Eighteen Twists. He did not draw his sword, merely waiting for Wang Jingyuan's calculation.

After a short while, Wang Jingyuan clenched his left fist suddenly, and Daoist Tianmen delivered his sword move. Then, Daoist Tianmen discovered that Wang Jingyuan's thrusting sword had bypassed his own move and was aimed directly at his throat.

[Dai Zong Ru He Proficiency +1]

Daoist Tianmen channeled his Internal Energy, twisting his sword to strike Wang Jingyuan's blade. Wang Jingyuan was merely testing the move; he hadn't even used much strength, let alone Internal Energy.

It was easily deflected by Daoist Tianmen, sending the sword flying to the side.

Daoist Tianmen sheathed his sword and stood there, looking at Wang Jingyuan with a complex expression for a long time before sighing, "The younger generation is truly formidable!"

Why didn't such a talent join our Mount Tai Sect?

Chi Baicheng also looked astonished. He had only just learned about this sword move from his Master, but according to what his Master had said, wasn't this sword move extremely difficult to learn?

How did Junior Brother Wang seem to have learned it in just a moment?