On a mountaintop on the fifth floor of the Virtual City.
A sword stirred gusts of autumn wind, its silver light flashing as it moved with the grace of a flying dragon.
It rippled like water, glittered like fireworks, wheeled and soared like an eagle, and slithered across the ground like a snake.
The sword was a snow lotus blooming in the wind, then a bright moon shedding its radiance.
Jun Wangchen was completely immersed in the world of the sword.
He turned and thrust, the point tracing a line, sword shadows weaving together wherever the blade passed.
Ten minutes later, Jun Wangchen slowly stopped.
A light breeze brushed through his hair, lending him an air of effortless grace.
Sword in hand, he gazed at the sky as though he could see through everything.
"The simpler the sword technique, the better it tests a swordsman's foundations. Anyone who cannot even master basic swordplay does not deserve to be called a swordsman." Jun Wangchen narrowed his eyes as the contents of the first page of the Green Lotus Sword Art slowly surfaced in his mind.
"A swordsman must first possess exceptional eyesight, able to spot an opponent's weakness in an instant. Next comes keen hearing, able to discern an opponent's movements in a split second..."
Jun Wangchen took a deep breath and dispersed his spiritual power. His sword vanished, and he raised his head to look at the drifting clouds, remaining perfectly still.
A keen light flickered in his eyes as he saw through every movement and change in the clouds.
"Still not enough!" Jun Wangchen frowned and continued watching the clouds.
True visual acuity meant not only perceiving changes in an object, but also predicting its next change through them.
Only upon reaching that level would he possess the eyes