Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

A game that can truly teach people martial arts and even subtly enhance their physical abilities in real life?

Wu Changfeng took a deep breath and felt his heart beating faster.

This is no longer just a game.

This is simply... a super platform for martial arts enlightenment and potential development for the whole nation!

No wonder the game is becoming increasingly popular, and the price of gold is soaring.

This is not just entertainment, nor is it simply about making money through manual labor; it's about acquiring real skills that can change your life!

For countless ordinary people, isn't a second world where they can learn real skills, improve their health, and make money the dream they've always longed for?

"This game... is going to defy the heavens," Wu Feng said in a low voice, his eyes gleaming.

After reading these posts, he could already foresee the future status of "Jianghu Dream".

The fact that martial arts skills can be applied to real life and can develop one's potential is enough to make it stand out and become a phenomenon.

Unless a technologically superior alternative emerges, it will inevitably dominate the gaming industry, and even transcend the realm of gaming, becoming something akin to... a social infrastructure.

This kind of game is best suited for long-term investment!

He previously chose to stay in Wudang Mountain and diligently practice martial arts, just to improve his in-game strength as quickly as possible so that he could farm gold more efficiently.

In retrospect, that decision was absolutely right.

This is not just about investing time to gain an advantage in the game, but also about investing in yourself in real life!

The stronger a player is in the game, the deeper their understanding of martial arts, and the more obvious the effects may be in real life.

When this game truly becomes a significant second world, the resources, influence, and even real-world impact that the powerful players in the game can control will be immeasurable.

"Strength...more strength!" A fire ignited in Wu Changfeng's heart.

There might have been some slackness due to the monotonous practice before, but now it has completely disappeared.

Every bit of hard work you put into the game is paving the way for your future!

He quickly finished his food and soup, scanned the code to pay, and got up to leave.

Their steps were faster and more steady than when they arrived.

Back at my accommodation, I quickly took a shower to wash away my fatigue.

After changing into clean pajamas, he almost couldn't wait to lie back down in the gaming pod.

The hatch closed, darkness descended, and consciousness quickly sank in.

In the game world, night is deep.

Wu Changfeng opened his eyes in his simple little house. The oil lamp flame flickered quietly.

Without any delay, he sat cross-legged on the bed.

External martial arts techniques can be improved quickly through hard work, but internal energy requires real effort and is accumulated little by little over time.

It is the most core and most difficult-to-achieve power in this martial arts world, and naturally, it is also the most valuable part when reflected in reality.

Concentrate and calm your mind.

The Great Perfection of the Wudang Mind Method quietly began to operate.

Pure and peaceful Taoist energy surged from the dantian and began to circulate throughout the body along the meridian routes that were already familiar to the mind.

Each breath, deep and resonant.

True Qi flows like a stream, growing stronger and more solid with each cycle.

The chirping of insects outside the window and the sound of pine trees in the distance seemed to gradually fade away.

Only the sound of the ever-flowing, perfectly harmonious internal energy circulating within the body could be clearly heard.

At dawn the next day, the sound of the bell pierced through the morning mist and drifted over.

Wu Changfeng slowly finished his meditation and opened his eyes.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes, then quickly subsided.

After a night of arduous cultivation, the Wudang True Qi in his dantian became even more profound and solid. Although it was still far from a qualitative change, the gradual and persistent effort required was not something that could be rushed.

He got up, changed into another clean blue Taoist robe he had received yesterday, simply washed his face with the water in the copper basin, and then pushed open the door and went out.

The mountain air is crisp and fresh in the early morning, carrying the unique scent of dew and pine needles.

He walked steadily toward the training ground.

When they arrived, many disciples had already gathered.

Wu Changfeng's gaze swept across the crowd and he was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was standing in the disciple line again, in a position near the front, with an upright posture.

It is rare for this third-generation chief disciple to personally participate in the morning prayers for two consecutive days.

Wu Changfeng didn't think much of it and walked to the end of the line as usual.

Not long after, steady footsteps could be heard from ahead.

The person who came was not walking fast, but with a unique rhythm, as if each step was on a certain beat.

Wu Changfeng looked up.

The newcomer was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a cold and stern face, and a sharp, unapproachable air about him.

He was slender yet upright like a pine tree, wearing a dark blue second-generation disciple's robe, with a sheathed longsword hanging at his waist.

What's most striking are his eyes; when they sweep across, it's as if a tangible sword blade is slashing past, sending a chill down your spine.

Above his head were the words in light gold: 【Yin Liting】.

He was the sixth of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. Legend has it that his swordsmanship was the most exquisite among the seven.

"It's Sixth Uncle..." a disciple whispered in the queue, filled with awe.

Wu Changfeng's heart stirred slightly, filled with anticipation. What would Yin Liting teach if he were personally instructing him?

Yin Liting walked to the front of the crowd, stood still, and swept his gaze around like a cold star, and the room immediately fell silent.

"Today, I will continue teaching you the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate." He spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, carrying a cold, metallic quality. "Everyone, be ready."

"Ready, Sixth Uncle!" the disciples responded in unison, their voices clear and uniform. Wu Changfeng also bowed in greeting.

Yin Liting nodded slightly and said no more.

He turned his hand and drew his long sword from his waist with a clang.

The sword is slender and long, with a cold, clear light emanating from it, clearly not made of ordinary iron.

His sword-wielding posture was extremely standard, with his five fingers steady, his wrist straight, and the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the ground. His whole body seemed to merge with the sword in his hand in an instant, exuding an aura of unparalleled sharpness.

The starting stance is very simple, just an ordinary mid-range start.

But the next moment, the sword moved!

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

The sword flashed like lightning, striking out in an instant!

It's incredibly fast and instantaneous.

Immediately afterwards, the sword flashed again, and from another angle, with an even more cunning move, it struck the same spot once more!

The angle, force, and speed were all slightly different from the previous sword strike.

The third sword, the fourth sword... the sword light continued uninterrupted, each sword focused on a single thrust, maximizing speed and precision.

The sword technique is simple and direct, without any fancy variations. All changes are concentrated on that one point, aiming to strike the opponent's wrist at the Shenmen acupoint in the shortest time and in the most effective way, forcing the opponent to drop the weapon.

Thirteen swords, thirteen different sword angles, power exertion methods, speed rhythms.

[System notification: Yin Liting, a second-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect, has offered to teach you the "Thirteen Swords of Shenmen" (Second-rate). Do you wish to learn it?]

As soon as the notification sound rang, Wu Changfeng made his choice: "Study!"

What flooded my mind this time was an extremely condensed and focused essence of point-pricking.

How to mobilize the strength of the whole body to the wrist and fingers, how to predict the opponent's wrist movement trajectory, how to complete the most precise puncture in the blink of an eye... all these essentials are concise, sharp, and efficient.

[System notification: You have learned the "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate" (Second-rate).]

Skill bar updated: [Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate (Beginner 0/1500)].

Wu Changfeng understood.

This sword technique pursues ultimate specialization and destruction—focusing on one point to destroy the enemy's weapon.

The initial step is to subdue the enemy, but once mastered, the direction of that cold star may not be limited to the Shenmen acupoint.

After Yin Liting finished demonstrating a set of sword techniques, he sheathed his sword without the slightest disturbance in his breathing.

His cold gaze swept over the crowd again, lingering for a moment on Wu Changfeng's unfamiliar face.

Seeing that Wu Changfeng was standing with his sword like the other disciples, and there seemed to be nothing special about him, he looked away.

"Practice on your own." He said these four words, then walked to the side, stood with his hands behind his back, and watched quietly.

The disciples quickly dispersed, each finding an open space, and began to imitate Yin Liting's demonstration, practicing his sharp and precise thrusts.

Immediately, a series of slightly chaotic hissing sounds, each with varying force and direction, rang out in the training ground.

Wu Changfeng also walked to his usual corner and stood there with his sword in hand.

First, close your eyes and mentally review the thirteen core thrusting trajectories of the "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate," experiencing the subtle differences in power transmission, wrist exertion, and gaze locking.