In the courtyard.

Seeing Xu Yun's bewildered expression, Wang Bing continued to explain:

"The 'Lai Fu Sword Technique' was created by a female swordsman named Lai Fu from Qinfeng Road. It is very famous in the area of Qinfeng Road.

Of course.

Whether by coincidence or not,

any woman who practices the 'Lai Fu Sword Technique' usually finds a suitable husband not long after.

Therefore, among the folk of Qinfeng Road, the legend of 'Lai Fu Sword Technique' gradually became associated with finding a husband."

Xu Yun: "????"

Goodness gracious.

Wasn't it supposed to be the Heaven-Peaking Swordsmanship?

How did it turn into Matchmaking Swordsmanship?

Then Wang Bing paused, cleared his throat, and continued:

"However, Xiaowang, although the 'Lai Fu Sword Technique' is mostly practiced by women,

it is precisely because of this.

This swordsmanship is relatively easier to learn at the beginning, and once mastered, its lethality is no less than other sword techniques.

After all, given the historically unsettled nature of Qinfeng Road, the 'Lai Fu Sword Technique' becoming a unique self-defense technique for women means it has its merits."

Just as Wang Bing said.

In the Song Dynasty, the primary administrative regions were called roads, established as fifteen roads starting from the year 997.

By 1072,

the Jingxi Road was split into two roads: North and South, Huainan Road into East and West, and Shanxi into Yongxing Army and Qinfeng Road.

In a few more years,

Emperor Huizong will elevate Junyi Prefecture to Capital Road, forming the ultimate structure of 24 roads in the Song Dynasty.

In these years, Qingtang... later known as Qinghai, had not been recovered, making Shan Province, where Qinfeng Road was, a typical border area.

From south to north along Qinfeng Road, war and chaos have been continuous, large and small.

In such a background and environment,

the 'Lai Fu Sword Technique' becoming a unique swordsmanship for women in Qinfeng Road signifies it is not just a fancy gesture:

In a peaceful city like Bianjing that might be justifiable, some women might practice performance sword dances for their own entertainment or to please others.

But in a war-torn place like Qinfeng Road, no one would risk their lives on frivolity.

Given that Xu Yun had little martial arts foundation to begin with, from a practical standpoint...

The 'Lai Fu Sword Technique' indeed seems like a good choice?

If he were truly in a war-torn dungeon scenario, self-preservation would be key, who cares about the origins of the swordsmanship?

Like modern university military training.

Have you not seen many men standing on the sanitary pads of women?

Thus, without much hesitation, Xu Yun said to Wang Bing:

"Captain, I have decided to practice this 'Lai Fu Sword Technique'. What preparations do I need to make?"

Wang Bing thought for a moment and said:

"The preparations are not difficult, just have some soup to replenish moisture, and also change into hemp clothing and prepare a few towels.

After all, when practicing, you are bound to sweat."

Xu Yun nodded knowingly:

"Understood."

In the 21st century, many people have probably heard this kind of saying:

There was no heat island effect in ancient times, so the summers were much cooler then than they are now.

But actually, this is a misstatement.

Because nowadays we are at the end of the Little Ice Age of the Ming and Qing, compared to historical warm periods, our current weather is quite cold and monotonous.

Even with the 'enhancement' of the heat island effect, the temperature is still not much higher than during warm periods.

For example, the original Vice President of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Zhu Kezhen, created the renowned Zhu Kezhen Curve.

It is currently an authoritative chart for researching ancient temperatures.

From the curve, it can be seen that the temperatures during the Sui and Tang, and Northern Song periods were much higher than other times.

Foreigners have also conducted similar temperature statistics, with the famous one being the Greenland Island Curve.

That is, by studying the oxygen content in samples from the original glacier ice in Greenland Island to determine temperatures of corresponding eras.

Surprisingly.

The processes of creating the Zhu Kezhen Curve and the Greenland Island Curve had virtually no exchanges, yet many of the nodes are astonishingly consistent.

That is to say,

some past temperature changes were global climate crises.

Currently, it's summer, and from the charts, you can see, the temperature in Bianjing is about 35.3 degrees Celsius, comparable to the four great furnaces of later generations.

Therefore, Xu Yun wishing to practice must change into more breathable or sweat-absorbing clothing.

Otherwise, he might be suffocated before mastering the skill.

Fortunately, Xu Yun considered being a Guest of Su Mansion, his treatment and voice were much higher than that of a servant.

Hence, in less than a quarter-hour,

Xu Yun changed into a hemp short-sleeved outfit.

Following Wang Bing's guidance, Xu Yun began.....

Horse stance.

No mistake.

Horse stance.

"In swordsmanship, the spirit manifests through the sword, and the soul returns to the footwork; if the stance is unstable, one will be top-heavy."

At this moment, Wang Bing, hands behind his back, had returned to his earlier stern demeanor, and spoke confidently to Xu Yun:

"And the footwork breaks down into horse stance, side-by-side step, resting step, servant step, crossover step, empty step, etc., among which the horse stance is the most fundamental method."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xu Yun's lower stance, nodding slightly:

"Xiaowang, you have passed the best age to learn swordsmanship. To grasp 'Lai Fu Sword Technique,' one must practice horse stance for at least half an hour daily."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yun slightly twitched at the corner of his eyes.

A very long, long time ago, as early as when Xu Yun was in first or second grade of elementary school, he joined a school martial arts class.

Now, after two reincarnations, he had long forgotten what was taught in the martial arts class, or what the teachers and students looked like.

He doesn't even remember if it was a school interest group or a paid extracurricular training class.

But one move he still remembers vividly and is unlikely to forget in this lifetime.

And that is horse stance.

This thing is pretty much like riding a bike, once mastered, even with eyes closed, one can recall it.

Therefore, after Wang Bing made the request, Xu Yun quickly performed the standard action.

Of course.

Standard action as it might be, but the physical exertion was terribly exhausting.

Just after a few minutes or so, Xu Yun's legs began to tremble slightly.

However, Wang Bing had no intention of easing the requirements in the slightest. Facing the life-saving benefactor of his elder brother, he continued to maintain a strict attitude:

"Xiaowang, don't move your legs!"

"Straighten your waist!"

"Breathe steadily, follow my lead, deep breath... exhale slowly... and deep breath again..."

"Hold on, endure hardships to become a superior man!"

Just like that.

With Wang Bing's encouragement, Xu Yun's first horse stance in the Song Dynasty ultimately lasted...

Not even ten minutes.

To be honest.

This time isn't actually short.

If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself.

Without long-term exposure to such movements, your body might give some feedback in less than half a minute.

Wang Bing clearly understood this as well, so when he felt the time was about right, he no longer insisted:

"Alright, Xiaowang, you can stop now."

Upon hearing these words, Xu Yun immediately relaxed his body, plopped down onto the ground, baring his teeth as he rubbed his thighs.

I've got to admit.

Wang Bing's judgment was indeed accurate.

At present, Xu Yun's muscles had reached a critical point. If he insisted further, he could perhaps stand for another minute or two, but muscle strain was highly likely.

Then Wang Bing handed him a water pouch and patted his body:

"Here, wet your throat first."

Xu Yun took it and gulped down a big mouthful.

A second later.

Xu Yun couldn't hold back and 'puh-ha' sprayed out a big mouthful.

He wiped his mouth and, while feeling the slightly stimulating taste in his mouth, bitterly smiled and said to Wang Bing:

"Captain, this... how come it's wine?"

Wang Bing immediately burst into laughter, clearly in a good mood:

"A real man, walking the martial world, how can he not drink? Haven't you, according to Elder Su, dabbled with some form of alcohol?"

Xu Yun, upon hearing this, helplessly cupped his hands to Wang Bing, then lifted the neck of the water... or rather the wine pouch, up to his face.

After hesitating for a moment, he continued to drink it down.

After all, the alcohol content in Song Dynasty drinks wasn't high, and Wang Bing had chosen a slightly sweet rice wine.

Once prepared, it was actually quite pleasant to drink.

Watching Xu Yun sipping wine while sitting on the ground, Wang Bing contemplated for a moment and continued:

"Xiaowang, aside from footwork, the most crucial aspect of swordsmanship is the sword technique. Let me demonstrate a few of them for you."

With that, he picked up a wooden sword from the side, assumed a stance, and first thrust it forward.

In just a few breaths.

His wrist flipped, and he swiftly lifted the sword.

"This is called 'Dragonfly Touching Water'."

He then swung a sword flower in the air, continuing to attack from below to above, though it was actually a feint.

When the sword rose a foot, his hand moved with his arm, slashing horizontally from east to west.

"This is called 'Turn Over and Cross'."

As Wang Bing showcased, he demonstrated with both hands and feet, sending sand and stones flying.

The wooden sword seemed to emit a chilling aura, and in Wang Bing's hand, it appeared to come alive.

Unlike modern performances, Wang Bing was a genuine battlefield warrior.

His moves carried a rather fierce killing intent, genuinely effective techniques for overcoming adversaries.

After demonstrating several sets of moves, Wang Bing set down the wooden sword and breathed steadily:

"The above techniques are the core killer moves of the Lai Fu Sword Technique. Although not as mystifyingly complex as the Rainfall Thousand Threads Sword, it saves energy and is more than enough to intimidate ordinary martial world bandits."

Xu Yun slightly nodded.

Although he was merely an outsider, he could still sense a touch of agility.

Wang Bing didn't mention concepts like inner strength, whether it was due to the swordsmanship level or other reasons, Xu Yun couldn't ascertain.

But still, the same words.

Perhaps the Lai Fu Sword Technique isn't the best, but it's the most suitable choice for Xu Yun.

After adjusting his breathing, Wang Bing suddenly remembered something and said to Xu Yun:

"By the way, Xiaowang, if you plan to walk the martial world, there's one more thing to settle first."

Xu Yun blinked in confusion:

"What is it?"

"You need to take a nickname."

"A nickname?"

Xu Yun was momentarily stunned by the remark, but quickly understood what was meant:

Wang Bing presumably meant a martial arts alias.

Just as scholars liked to give themselves the title of Mr. XX, martial world people also enjoyed adopting some imposing names for themselves.

Such as Cloud-Entering Dragon, Wisdom Star, Blood-Handed Butcher, and so on....

However, compared to scholars being a bit 'shameless'.

Martial artists often prefix their nicknames with 'commonly known as' when introducing themselves, making it seem as though others gave them the name.

But considering that he would be in this dungeon for a long time and might engage with ancient dungeons in the future.

Having a nickname seemed quite necessary. Who knows when it might come in handy to bluff someone?

Therefore, after some thought, Xu Yun said:

"Captain, rumor has it that before the destruction of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, every disciple who wanted to enter had to first become a code farmer and endure a challenging trial.

The code farmers' work involved writing text tirelessly, not pausing for a moment's rest.

Every day they could only nibble on buns and drink plain clear soup.

Each day they wrote at least 4,000 characters, the efficient ones could write 6,000, and those even more diligent could write over 10,000 characters a day.

Now, although the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect has long vanished, as a descendant, I must not forget our roots."

Then Xu Yun paused and continued:

"Therefore, the nickname I want to take is... "

"Geng Sanwan (Daily Update of Thirty Thousand Words), how do you think it sounds?"

As he said this, Xu Yun's facial expression was quite calm.

Besides, it's not Xu Yun who does the daily updates of thirty thousand words, but Wang Mazi, what does it have to do with Xu Yun?

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