"Lastly, the authorities released the detailed rewards for the Golden Autumn Martial Contest today." The man glanced at the students, who had instantly craned their necks. "They weren't supposed to be announced for another three days. We'll try to get everyone a copy today. If we can't, tomorrow at the latest. We'll make sure you all see it."
"Great!"
"All right, sit down with some space between you. Master Wang will continue explaining the White Bamboo Pavilion's fighting methods."
Pei Ye sat down curiously and watched an old man with snowy hair and beard walk up, holding a short sword.
For the next half hour or so, the old man introduced one of the White Bamboo Pavilion's sword arts, demonstrating as he spoke.
Of course, this could not possibly be the actual sword art, nor could the old man tell them where the weaknesses in every move lay-even if he had known, which he did not, he would never have dared say.
He was merely giving these young people, who had never encountered the Three Great Sects, an understanding of their martial arts, displaying their styles and teaching the general approach to countering them.
For example, after explaining this sword art, the old man summarized: the White Bamboo Pavilion's martial arts followed the classic style of "using speed against slowness, striking later but arriving first." They excelled with short weapons and had swift bodies and arms. Relying on that short reach and speed, they habitually watched the first half of your move before striking straight at its weakness.
The White Bamboo Pavilion's martial arts were less sophisticated than those of the other two sects, but their disciples had excellent eyes and struck cleanly and decisively. Victory or defeat often came extremely quickly. At realms like Third, Fourth, and Fifth Growth,