The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Looking at Wu Jing, who had regained her vitality and had hope for the future, Wu You gave her a few more reminders: she must always carry the silver-white sword with her, and she should also remind Wu's parents to carry it with them, and that the medicinal herbs must be used according to the instructions on that piece of paper, etc.

In addition, Wu You gave her a number and told her to call it if she felt anything wrong with her body while practicing the basic martial arts sword technique.

Finally, Wu Jing bowed to Wu You and sincerely thanked her, saying, "Thank you."

Wu You simply shook his head, then reached out and placed his palm on Wu Jing's head, his five fingers slightly spread.

He patted her head and said, "Practice that sword technique diligently."

Wu Jing was stunned as she felt the stroking on her head.

She looked up at the man in front of her, wearing large sunglasses and a black trench coat whose face was obscured.

Although the appearance and voice were different, the combination of these actions and tone inexplicably reminded her of Wu You from the past.

Seeing this, Wu You immediately withdrew his hand, thinking he had done something wrong: "What's wrong?"

Wu Jing snapped out of her reverie, shaking her head somewhat absentmindedly, "No, it's nothing..."

Wu Jing didn't plan to tell her parents that Wu You was still alive.

In this respect, she and Wu You are very similar; they both only report good news and not bad news.

She knew that although her parents would be very excited and happy when they learned that Wu You was still alive, endless worries would surely follow.

After all, Wu You is still in a "vegetative state"?

After giving his instructions, Wu You returned to his seat on the platform.

Ye Yi, who was next to him, turned her head to look at him, her lips twitching slightly as if she wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn't say anything, and just turned back to continue watching the ongoing assessments below the stage.

However, Wu You wasn't idle at this moment. He leaned back in his chair, his silver eyes narrowed slightly behind his sunglasses, and then closed.

On the sword manual panel deep within his consciousness, a brand new sword technique appeared.

Sword Control Technique (Beginner) (0/1000)

This was drawn by Wu You when he had nothing to do, after using up one of his Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source attempts.

Then Wu You closed his eyes and began to browse the training methods and specific effects of the Sword Control Technique.

A moment later, Wu You opened his eyes after finishing browsing.

The essence of sword control is actually a unique form of mental cultivation. It involves constantly refining one's mental strength in a unique way in order to control a physical sword.

When you reach the minor mastery level of sword control, you can perform simple aerial sword control, letting the sword fly around your body and perform some basic movements. The distance is not far and the speed is not fast.

When mastered, one can fly on a sword; when perfected, one can control all the swords within a certain range around them. Whether it is one's own sword or someone else's, as long as it is within the range of one's mental power, it will obey one's command, forming an AOE attack effect.

As for what constitutes a standard for a sword, the Sword Control Technique doesn't specify; Wu You has to experiment on his own.

Next, Wu You tried to practice the sword control mental technique provided by the sword control method. His consciousness went through a peculiar cycle at the mental level in accordance with the method's description.

The next moment—

Sword Control Technique (Beginner) (0/1000) → Sword Control Technique (Beginner) (200/1000)!

But to Wu You's surprise, he had only just begun to cultivate when his proficiency in sword control reached one-fifth of his current level!

This means that if Wu You practices a few more times, he will be able to directly enter the basics of sword control!

Looking at the changes in proficiency on the Sword Manual panel, Wu You pondered for a moment and understood the reason.

This is determined by the unique nature of the training method for sword control techniques.

The early stages of sword control training essentially involve continuously enhancing the practitioner's mental strength through sword control techniques, aiming to reach a level sufficient for sword control as quickly as possible.

With Wu You's current mental strength, he naturally already meets or even far exceeds the requirements of sword control techniques.

Wu You even felt that if he hadn't been so unfamiliar with the sword control technique, he might have directly jumped to the minor or even major completion level on his first attempt.

"However, the effect of sword control on enhancing mental strength is indeed very good..." Wu You's silver eyes shifted slightly behind his sunglasses.

"Could it be incorporated into basic sword techniques in martial arts?"

"Could it also provide those who practice basic sword techniques with additional combat methods?"

Many ideas about sword control came to Wu You's mind.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, Lin Xinmai and Xia Yu had also finished their assessments.

Wu Jing walked back to the classroom with the two of them.

Lin Xinmai's face showed a hint of excitement, clearly indicating that the result was good.

"I was terrified! Everything before that was fine, but the last thing they asked me to demonstrate how to practice a stance training method right there in front of everyone!"

"I was only shown the exercise twice before I was asked to start practicing standing meditation right away!"

"Even though I didn't understand it, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it."

"I don't even know if my movements are correct."

"Fortunately, I performed exceptionally well in the earlier assessments!"

"The last B and four Cs, passed!"

At this point, Lin Xinmai could no longer hide her excitement and clenched her fist hard.

Then she looked at Xia Yu beside her, also somewhat curious: "Xia Yu, what about you? You're stronger than me, so you shouldn't have had any accidents, right?"

Xia Yu seemed to be thinking about something at this moment, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

Hearing Lin Xinmai's words, she simply nodded: "Three Bs and two Cs, passed."

They talked as they walked, and before they knew it, they had reached the classroom door.

The door was slightly ajar, and several returning students were already in the classroom. They were sitting in their seats, some drinking water, some looking at their phones, and some talking quietly with the people next to them.

The three returned to their seats and sat down.

Lin Xinmai turned to look at Xia Yu beside her and asked again, "Xia Yu, which martial arts university do you want to apply to?"

Xia Yu glanced at Wu Jing, who seemed a little absent-minded, and then casually said, "Let's choose something nearby. The Yinhua Martial Arts Academy in the neighboring city of Yinhua is pretty good."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xinmai said with longing, "If possible, I would like to go to Xilin Martial Arts Academy."

Then she sighed, "But as the largest and best martial arts university in Xilin Province, its requirements are also higher than those of other martial arts universities."

"With only one B and all the rest being Cs, I guess I have no chance."

Lin Xinmai's excitement had subsided by this time. As she spoke, she noticed Wu Jing, who seemed somewhat distracted.

Lin Xinmai thought that her words about the martial arts university had provoked the other party.

She remembered Wu Jing saying that she hadn't learned the first section of radio calisthenics even after a week of practice, and she remembered Wu Jing saying before that she didn't have any talent in that area.

She knew that Wu Jing was a very proud person. Now, she and Xia Yu had both passed the martial arts exam and been admitted to the martial arts university. They would be going to the new school this September or even earlier.

But she can only wait until next year's martial arts examination.

At times like these, there's always a sense of loss.

Just as she was about to say something to comfort the other person—

boom--!

After a sharp sound, the slightly closed classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Then, a middle-aged woman wearing a white short-sleeved work shirt and looking a little out of breath rushed into the classroom.

The person who came was their class's homeroom teacher.

Their homeroom teacher, surnamed Wang, teaches Chinese. She is in her forties and usually speaks and walks at a leisurely pace. But today, she pushed the door open with great force and in a very fast manner.

The commotion startled everyone in the classroom, and they all looked up at her.

Teacher Wang didn't say anything, but her gaze quickly swept over these faces.

Then, she saw Wu Jing sitting in her seat.

"Wu Jing!" she said quickly, her voice filled with excitement and urgency.

"Just received the notification!"

"You've been accepted by thirteen martial arts universities in Xilin Province!"

"Including Xilin Martial Arts Academy!"

They all want you to go to their school!

Upon hearing this, everyone in the classroom, including Lin Xinmai, was stunned.

What does it mean to be simultaneously admitted by all thirteen martial arts universities in Xilin Province?

Can you do this?

Everyone's brains completely shut down at that moment.

Of course, Wu Jing herself was also confused, because she clearly remembered that she hadn't even registered!

In the entire classroom, only Xia Yu showed no surprise whatsoever:

Ha, being admitted to thirteen martial arts universities in Xilin Province at the same time? That's too childish.

Even if someone told her now that a martial arts university had been built specifically for Wu Jing, she wouldn't be surprised at all!