Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

“For example,” Ryan said in a bright smile, “we could adjust the speed of the sword strike.”

"Oh, you think the swordplay is too fast to see? You can't keep up?"

Jasmine felt she understood. "Okay, then I'll use slow motion for everything..."

"That's not how it works."

Ryan shook his head. "Not 'all'."

Jasmine tilted her head, first to the left, then to the right.

What do you mean?

What I mean is...

Ryan's tone was cheerful, yet it inexplicably carried an eerie air: "Half of the sword moves should be as slow as a tortoise, and the other half should be as fast as lightning."

"Alternate between fast and slow," he said sinisterly.

Jasmine's eyes widened. She had never heard of such a strange sword move. In the world of martial arts, speed is the only way to break through, and all sword techniques pursue the ultimate speed. Why would she deliberately seek to be slow?

Half fast, half slow?

“Try practicing it,” Ryan said earnestly. “For example, for the third move, the horizontal slash, you can slow it down completely, and then immediately use full speed for the next thrust!”

Jasmine was surprised.

She thought Ryan hadn't understood anything from the sword dance she'd just seen, but to her surprise, he explained it very clearly, even knowing exactly which move and stance it was.

It didn't seem like he was encountering Lu Ming's sword technique for the first time at all.

In fact, this wasn't the first time Ryan had come into contact with her.

In the game, he had sparred with Lu Ming's sword technique thousands of times. He knew the next move as soon as Lu Ming raised his hand, and he had memorized the move list long ago. He just hadn't actually fought with Lu Ming in real combat.

This is called a 'backplate'.

With his understanding of games from his past life, and the blessing of the Sword Demon in this life, Ryan is able to transform Lu Ming's sword technique into his shape!

After listening to Ryan's words, Jasmine practiced again, slowing down the horizontal slash of the third move and thrusting out like a venomous snake in the fourth move... At the same time, Ryan's demands kept ringing in her ears.

"Later release the sixth move, the upward slash, by half a second."

"Slow down the diagonal slashing speed of the seventh move, slow it down even more!"

"The eighth move's sword speed is maxed out! Maxed out, maxed out to the limit!"

"The ninth and tenth moves, follow me, left hand, right hand, one slow motion, then slow motion replay..."

...

What on earth is this thing?

Miss Jasmine felt like she had boarded a pirate ship, a pirate ship heading towards the underworld. The originally expansive, orderly, and cheerful Lu Ming swordsmanship had been tampered with by Ryan into a bizarre, illogical, dark, and twisted private sword style.

Lu Ming's ancestors once said that the noble Lu Ming sword technique is the spiritual symbol of the Lu Ming family.

But Lu Ming's spirit has already degenerated.

I was an accomplice!

After demonstrating the corrupted Lu Ming sword technique, Miss Jasmine regretted not charging her for her work. "Playing like this should cost extra," she said.

“Miss Jasmine, you truly are a genius.” Ryan smiled with satisfaction.

His swordsmanship consciousness far surpassed his physical abilities, while Miss Jasmine excelled in both consciousness and physical abilities. Ryan simply explained it to her, and she immediately brought to life the Lu Ming swordsmanship he had envisioned.

Ryan himself can't do it; he's held back by his current physical condition.

"Now, I have taught you the true Lu Ming Sword Technique."

Ryan checked the time with his pocket watch. "Thirty gold coins per hour. Please pay me."

huh?

Miss Jasmine's eyes widened. "You dare to defy the Heavenly Gang! You even charged me tuition! And I haven't even asked for compensation for emotional distress yet!"

She suddenly realized that everything had been foreshadowed long ago, and that she had been set up by capital.

'Thirty gold coins per hour. If I can learn the true Lu Ming Sword Technique, I can accept this price.'

So, it refers to the Jasmine Academy she learned!

But what kind of real Lu Ming sword technique is this?

“You can’t do this, that’s cheating,” Miss Jasmine said aggrievedly, like a kitten running around in circles. “Thirty gold coins is my monthly salary, I won’t be able to afford food.”

"In that case..."

Ryan smiled and said, "You can owe me this time."

Jasmine's face darkened. She seemed to have heard those words before.

The day was drawing to a close, and dusk filled the sky. He extended his hand to the girl. "One condition, Miss Jasmine."

"Four days from now, I will win the contest. At that time, please come with me to the ends of the earth—the Land of No Light."

"Consider this your tuition fee."

The boy's dream was like the sunset at dusk, blending into the silhouette of the mountains; whether it was a sunrise or a sunset, no one could know.

Chapter 5: Closed-Door Sword Training

"Now that I have taught you the true Lu Ming Sword Technique, it is your turn to teach me."

Ryan took everything he could, and the true Lu Ming sword technique was the best match for Ryan's current weakness.

Lu Ming's swordsmanship was indeed powerful in the past, with a total of ten moves. Pursuing the speed of 'Chasing the Light', each move was too fast, and each move was faster than the last.

With Ryan's stamina, completing the entire dance routine is simply a pipe dream; he definitely won't be able to learn it.

Now, Ryan's Lu Ming Sword Technique has slowed down half of the sword moves, making it easier to master.

Most importantly, since it can't reach its full power to begin with, the 'Dragon Gold Longsword' is no longer needed.

When fighting players, the boss's "weakness" isn't necessarily a weakness. He'll utilize every available resource to create the most delicious and delightful surprise.

Miss Jasmine stared at Ryan with a complicated expression. After a long while, she sighed resignedly, "Do you think I'm an easy girl to please?"

It really is.

Actually, Jasmine was quite surprised as well. Ryan had never been exposed to swordsmanship before, and everyone in the family believed that his physique made it impossible for him to learn swordsmanship in this lifetime.

But what she didn't expect was that Ryan could actually modify the Lu Ming Sword Technique, which was an ancestral technique passed down for thousands of years.

Moreover, it wasn't made up.

She is also a genius in swordsmanship, and can distinguish between good and bad.

The sword moves, which may seem chaotic and illogical, are actually interconnected. They are not simply about slowing down the opponent, but rather about making choices and sacrifices. They are all meticulously researched and painstakingly designed to annoy the enemy.

Ryan is, without a doubt, purely evil.

Take the dross and discard the essence.

If you ask her to make further revisions, you can't find anything that can be changed or rejected.

Perhaps in the theory of swordsmanship, Ryan is a genius that comes along only once in a century. But in the theory of the way of the shameless, he is a genius of the shameless that comes along only once in a millennium.

“Your sword technique is plagiarized, isn’t it…” Jasmine felt it necessary to salvage Ryan’s human status. “It’s not the Light-Chasing Sword that has been passed down for thousands of years.”

"Plagiarism?"

Ryan couldn't stand plagiarism. He clearly practiced swordsmanship in seclusion, at most only overlapping with the ideas of his ancestors from a thousand years ago. He was instantly dissatisfied.

"The fake Lu Ming Sword Technique requires an expensive Dragon Gold Longsword to operate, while my genuine Lu Ming Sword Technique can be operated with a free wooden sword. How can something free be called plagiarism?"

"Moreover, Lu Ming's sword technique has been passed down for thousands of years without any progress or innovation. This old relic will eventually be replaced by the real Lu Ming sword technique."

What "thousand-year sword"? The old folks are making a mess of things.

To put it bluntly, the Dragon Gold Longsword has it all to itself.

Can a unique sword technique compare to his sword techniques across all platforms?

“Mr. Ryan,” Jasmine said, determined to make one last attempt, “what will happen to our family if we use this ‘real’ Lu Ming sword technique outside?”

"I'm long gone."

Ryan succinctly pointed out the key point, stating the fact: "You're an orphan too."

It really is.

With reason and evidence presented, Miss Jasmine was persuaded.

“One last thing,” Miss Jasmine looked into Ryan’s eyes, “what’s this school of orphans, which alternates between fast and slow, called?”

Ryan smiled faintly, a smile that shone brightly and cheerfully under the sunset, and he uttered those three words from the underworld with a smile.

"Fast, slow, knife!"

Thus, Ryan's training in the Fast and Slow Blade officially began.

...

Miss Jasmine is a very good teacher, and asking her was the right decision.

Although Ryan created the fast and slow blades, his cursed constitution couldn't keep up with his consciousness; in other words, his brain could do it, but his hands hadn't learned it yet.

Jasmine corrected Ryan's posture again and again, from the tricks of exerting force to the posture of holding the sword, from the trajectory of the sword to the pauses when turning, and designed a metaphysical training plan based on the latter's strength.

In addition to sword practice, Ryan also needs to improve his physical strength.

His stamina was insufficient, so even this 'true Lu Ming sword technique' was beyond his capabilities.

For the next four days, Ryan immersed himself in hellish physical training.

Every day, I have to get up before dawn, first running ten laps around the courtyard, then doing three hundred basic sword swings, and then a medicinal bath made with the most expensive magical beast essence. After soaking in it, my muscles tear and heal.

I only started practicing the 'real Lu Ming sword technique' in the afternoon, and I practiced until the early hours of the morning. Finally, I had a medicinal bath and went straight to sleep.

If you want to build muscle, you have to use drastic measures.

Ryan's potential is several times that of an average person, and his experience bar is also several times that of an average person. To increase his level by one, Ryan needs to use more medicine.

In short, their drug resistance is several times higher than others!

Ryan is indeed a genius at sword forging!

Duke Lawrence was terrified, fearing that the latter's head would become too sharp and affect his appearance.

However, no matter how much medicine is put into Ryan's body, it's like entering a bottomless pit; you can only see ripples, not splashes.

No one could have predicted that this pampered, impulsive young master would be able to persevere.

Ryan's flesh was torn apart again and again, only to be healed by the potion.

This process repeated itself, the pain piercing deep into his scalp, bones, and internal organs. On the first day, he could still cry out in pain, but on the second day, he couldn't even make a sound. By the third day, he could no longer feel his body.

Effort pays off.

Ryan Lumin

[Strength 0.8 → Strength 1]

Stamina 0.8 → Stamina 1

His data panel finally changed.

On the first day, a new category appeared under his skill list: [Combat Skill List: The True Lu Ming Sword Technique (0.1)]

Under the protection of the sword technique, this 0.1 should refer to the training progress, Ryan pondered in his heart. Only when it reaches '1' will it mean that the 'true Lu Ming Sword Technique' has been fully born. It's the same principle as playing a visual novel, or rather, a visual novel with hidden elements.

By focusing your attention, you can see more detailed information.

[The ultimate speed, the sword that chases the light, the answer of the sword, a noble family with a thousand-year-old heritage, the noble and chaste Lu Ming sword technique—]

Its glory, though tarnished by the darkness of later generations,

However, its noble sword intent remains untamed; it will only seek out the noblest swordsman.

If they haven't given in yet, then toughen them up severely and make them practice with medicine!

Practice by alternating between fast and slow speeds!

After soaking in the potion, Ryan felt his whole body brimming with energy. His momentum surged, and he thrust his sword down fiercely, one strike after another.