Wow~ I'm gradually beginning to understand everything!
So that's how it is... (over a thousand words omitted here). This is way too simple, even simpler than the Formless Phaseless Sublime Method.
If the difficulty of the Formless Phaseless Sublime Method was like an elementary schooler's addition problem, then the difficulty of the Posuo Sword was like blind Dora asking:
“Do you see Swiper? Where is he?”
Zhuang Xun remembered how, when he was a kid, he would scream himself hoarse trying to warn Dora—“Swiper is right there! Right there! Behind the tree! Behind the tree! Argh, you stupid bowl-cut, you're driving me crazy!”
Actually, compared to the Posuo Sword, Zhuang Xun felt another name suited this martial art much better.
The Electric Drill Sword.
The Posuo martial physique shaped by the Posuo Sword allowed various parts of the body to spin at high speeds. Once one reached great accomplishment in the martial physique, they could even spin their own head.
And the series of combat techniques of the Posuo Sword revolved entirely around spinning different parts of the body.
One could only say that high-tier martial arts truly lived up to their name, being far superior to mid-tier martial arts. No wonder the Formless Phaseless Sublime Method required reaching great accomplishment in its martial physique before it could mimic high-tier martial arts.
Even though he already understood everything, Zhuang Xun still controlled Yan Pingsheng to put on a half-understanding expression, just like Xu Ziyi and Chen Qing'er.
As for Liu Ziyang and Wang Hou, they were completely in a daze.
Wang Hou scratched his cheek, trying his best to take in Yi Xiaoxiang's words, but nothing was sinking in. He couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.
He quietly glanced at Yan Pingsheng, Xu Ziyi, and Chen Qing'er. Seeing their partially comprehending expressions, he instantly felt much more at ease.
After one shichen, Yi Xiaoxiang stopped speaking and said in a very flat tone:
“Those are all the key training points for the entry-level of the Posuo Sword. It may be somewhat profound, so go back and contemplate it well. If you cannot reach the entry-level within a month, leave on your own. The Posuo Sword is not suited for you, so do not waste your time.”
“Ziruo.”
“Coming, coming!” Zhou Ziruo ran out from the passage behind her with cheerful steps.
“Distribute the entry-level training materials of the Posuo Sword to your junior brothers and sisters.”
“Alright!” Zhou Ziruo handed out the thin booklets in her hands.
“Thank you, Master Yi, for teaching us. Thank you, Senior Sister Zhou,” everyone who received a booklet called out.
“Shaoliang, Qinyin,” Yi Xiaoxiang said again.
“Master Yi,” a man and a woman walked out from the side passage of the hall, speaking with great respect.
The man was around twenty years old, with a tall, slender build and handsome features. An approachable smile hung constantly on his face.
The woman was also around twenty years old, with a graceful figure and beautiful features, a gentle and welcoming smile gracing her face.
Yi Xiaoxiang said, “This year's batch of junior brothers and sisters will be led by you two.”
After saying this, she turned and left.
Zhou Ziruo smiled and waved at Yan Pingsheng and the other four, then put her hands behind her back and followed.
“Yes, Master Yi.” Han Shaoliang and Wen Qinyin bowed their heads to see them off, only looking up after the figures of Yi Xiaoxiang and Zhou Ziruo disappeared into the darkness.
“My name is Han Shaoliang. You can just call me Senior Brother Han from now on. Do you have any questions?”
“Female disciples, follow me.”
Wen Qinyin's attitude wasn't as warm as Han Shaoliang's. She spoke coldly, then took the lead and walked out of the Posuo Courtyard.
Uh-oh, with that attitude, their days ahead might not be easy... Zhuang Xun looked with some pity at Xu Ziyi and Chen Qing'er, who were hurriedly keeping up with Wen Qinyin.
“Um, Senior Brother Han, do we really have to leave the Posuo Courtyard if we can't reach the entry-level of the Posuo Sword within a month?”
Wang Hou also glanced at Wen Qinyin and the other two, then looked back at Han Shaoliang. A trace of secret joy inexplicably rose in his heart as he quickly asked.
“Yes. Master Yi setting this one-month standard is actually for our own good. Failing to reach the entry-level within a month means your constitution might not be suited for cultivating the Posuo Sword. Staying would only hold you back, so it's better to transfer to another courtyard to cultivate other martial arts as early as possible.”
Han Shaoliang added, “But you don't need to worry either. The Posuo Sword looks profound, but it's not that difficult once you actually start practicing. As long as you are diligent and work hard, one month is more than enough to reach the entry-level.”
“Like you all, I only have an Above-Average Skeletal Structure and am no genius. Yet, I also managed to successfully reach the entry-level within a month.”
Hearing Han Shaoliang's comforting words, Liu Ziyang and Wang Hou instantly felt a bit more at ease.
Liu Ziyang asked, “Senior Brother Han, is there any way to help us reach the entry-level of the Posuo Sword faster?”
Han Shaoliang smiled. “Of course there is. Our courtyard's Moon Toad Ointment. Newly admitted disciples of the Inner Court all have a free quota to collect. I will take you there in a bit.”
Afterward, Zhuang Xun also followed the crowd and asked a few questions.
Once everyone had no more questions, Han Shaoliang led the three of them toward the General Affairs Hall.
On the way, Han Shaoliang explained, “Disciples who have just been promoted to the Inner Court can come to the General Affairs Hall every month during their first year to collect cultivation resources. This is considered the academy's way of nurturing you. After that, if you still want resources for cultivation, you will have to go to the Administrative Hall to take on missions and earn them yourself, or take up a post in the Five Halls.”
“Besides being a disciple of the Posuo Courtyard, I am also a deacon of the Instruction Hall. My duty is to guide new junior brothers like you every year.”
A Jonin squad leader... Zhuang Xun suddenly thought of Naruto.
Han Shaoliang continued, “Our martial academy has its own currency, which is Contribution. The purchasing power of one point of Contribution is equivalent to one tael of silver, but the things you can buy with it are far more valuable than what silver can buy. For example, as long as you have enough Contribution, you can even request a First Rank elder from the Instruction Hall to guide your cultivation.”
Speaking up to this point, he stopped in his tracks, rubbed his fingers together at Yan Pingsheng and the other two, and smiled:
“If you want to exchange for Contribution, you can come to me. Others will charge you three taels of silver to exchange for one point of Contribution, but as your senior brother, I'll give you an insider price—just two taels of silver for one point of Contribution.”
“Don't worry, Senior Brother, if we want to exchange for Contribution, we will definitely look for you.” Liu Ziyang said, “Senior Brother, can I bring other friends along as well?”
“Of course. I'll give the insider price to anyone you bring as well.” Han Shaoliang's smile grew even wider.
I'm not exchanging... Wang Hou muttered in his heart, suddenly feeling that Han Shaoliang wasn't that great of a person either, trying to swindle their silver.
Besides, isn't Contribution the kind of thing where you just take whatever you fancy anyway... Zhuang Xun's thoughts drifted.
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