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

The morning sun hung above the low rooftops on the east side of the residential buildings, its light still carrying a faint orange hue that hadn't completely faded, falling on the plane tree leaves in the park and illuminating the edges of those leaves.

A gentle breeze drifts through the narrow alleyways between the residential buildings, carrying a hint of morning coolness and the aroma of oil from the breakfast stalls outside the community. It's neither too hot nor too cold when it brushes against your skin, just enough to relax your mind.

The park was quite empty at that time, with no elderly men doing their morning exercises.

Wu You led Wu Jing to the open cement ground further inside, where several old sycamore trees provided shade.

Upon arriving at their destination, Wu You did not rush to begin teaching.

He held the silver-white wooden sword upright at his side, took two steps back to give Wu Jing enough space, and then raised his chin at her: "Show me what you've learned before, so I can have a better understanding of what you're capable of."

Wu Jing didn't waste any more words. She took the long cloth bag off her shoulder, untied the rope, and pulled out the training sword.

After she stood still, she adjusted her breathing and began to practice the thirteen basic stances she had learned from "Basic Swordplay (Part 1)".

The first few moves were fairly smooth, with the basic movements of drawing, lifting, and pointing all in place, and the direction and rhythm of the sword strikes were also roughly correct.

But starting from the sixth move, her movements began to become somewhat distorted.

For example, she hesitated for a moment when she turned around and wiped the sword, and her footsteps faltered, causing the arc of the sword tip in the air to break.

In her subsequent flicking and slashing techniques, her wrist angle clearly deviated from the standard trajectory, and the force was applied in the wrong place, causing the sword to swing slightly off-center.

She paused once when she reached the tenth move, as if she was recalling the order of the next move.

By the last few moves, although the movements were finished, the speed had slowed down by almost half compared to the previous moves. When finishing the movements, he clearly let out a sigh of relief, and his shoulders slumped down considerably.

After completing a full set of thirteen moves, Wu Jing let out a long breath, sheathed her sword at her side, and looked in Wu You's direction.

After watching Wu Jing's performance, Wu You stood there, his lips twitching involuntarily.

He had already sensed the presence of qi and blood within Wu Jing's body, indicating that she had already entered the ranks of martial artists.

According to the design of "Basic Swordplay of Martial Arts (Part 1)," the minimum threshold for entry is to master the thirteen basic stances.

Only by continuously strengthening her physique through the Thirteen Basic Postures, until she reaches a certain level, will her body spontaneously generate Qi and blood, thus entering the realm of a first-order martial artist.

But in her current situation, let alone being proficient, she hasn't even fully mastered at least four or five moves, and hasn't even established a solid framework for the movements.

But the reality is that she has already reached the next level.

After thinking for a few moments, Wu You roughly understood the reason.

heterophytes.

The batch of exotic plants he left behind were specially selected; they had mild medicinal properties and strong basic effects, making them very suitable for building a foundation for ordinary people.

Wu Jing's absorption rate of those exotic plants was significantly higher than that of ordinary people. So much so that she could build up her qi and blood by relying on the medicinal power of the exotic plants even before she had fully mastered the thirteen basic stances.

He stroked his chin, mentally reassessing his sister's physique: What is this? A drug-fueled superhuman physique?

He can advance to the next level simply by consuming exotic plants, relying solely on his body's absorption capacity. When you think about it, this efficiency is already higher than that of many second- or even third-level martial artists!

Moreover, the most crucial point is that the absorption efficiency of plants and drugs usually continues to increase as the body's constitution improves. Wu Jing, who is just an ordinary person, already has such a high absorption efficiency. As she continues to advance and her constitution improves, her absorption efficiency will only become more terrifying!

The more you eat, the stronger you become, and the stronger you become, the more you can eat!

In other words, as long as the resources keep up, Wu Jing's speed of becoming stronger will be faster and faster, to the point that it exceeds the comprehension of ordinary people.

If this talent were given to someone else, it might not be so useful. After all, exotic plants are not ordinary resources, and even the Torchbearers don't have that many contribution points to burn.

But Wu Jing is different; after all, she has a brother who contributes so much that he doesn't know where to spend it all.

Wu You couldn't help but sigh: She might really get her way.

His gaze lingered on the girl who had sheathed her sword for a few seconds, while the "53 Plan," which had already been finalized, was being rapidly revised in his mind.

The training portion should be reduced appropriately, while the intake of exotic plants should be increased appropriately, so as to maximize the advantage of Wu Jing's talent for absorption.

But he quickly dismissed those thoughts without showing any emotion, looked at Wu Jing and sighed, "Your foundation is too weak. Next, I'll demonstrate an action, and you follow along."

Taking medicine is indeed a righteous path for the Holy Body, as it can quickly push one's cultivation level forward.

However, we cannot neglect our methods of dealing with the enemy.

Otherwise, if you encounter a zombie of the same level or other enemy later, and you have no other options, you'll just be a large, useless blood bag, only able to be chased and hacked at.

The Thirteen Basic Postures are the most basic sword moves. If you can't even master the Thirteen Basic Postures, then you can forget about other more difficult sword techniques.

Wu You held the silver-white wooden sword horizontally in front of him, with the blade parallel to the ground, and then slowly swung it from left to right.

His movements were slow, so slow that every step could be clearly seen; the trajectory of the sword tip resembled an elongated arc, steady and even.

As he demonstrated, he explained, "In the 'drawing' technique, the power should be applied to the front part of the sword, using the waist to drive the arm, not just the wrist. The wrist is only the end of the transmission; the power should come from the waist. This way, your sword can be swung steadily."

Wu Jing stood opposite him, mimicking the movement, her training sword swinging from left to right.

Her movements were much more precise than before, but the power from her waist was not natural enough, and there was a slight tremor in the trajectory of the sword.

"Again."

Wu You didn't say anything more and did it again.

His movements remained slow, but every detail was meticulously precise.

Wu Jing followed along a second and third time, and it wasn't until the fourth time that the trajectory of the arc finally stabilized.

Then comes the lifting technique.

Wu You slowly raised his sword from bottom to top, the tip of the sword drawing a vertical arc in the air.

"The key to the lifting technique lies in the coordination of the wrist and waist. Lift the waist, which in turn drives the shoulder, the shoulder pushes the elbow, the elbow sends the wrist, and finally the force reaches the tip of the sword. Don't use brute force; use the whole body to drive the movement like this."

Wu Jing followed suit, but her first attempt was off-target; the angle of the sword when she raised it was slightly more tilted than the standard.

Wu You didn't stop her. He simply walked up to her after she finished one round and gently touched her elbow with the tip of his sword, signaling her to raise her elbow an inch. Wu Jing adjusted and then performed the routine again, finally managing to get the vertical arc to the correct line.

Thrusting, dotting, wiping, picking, chopping, etc.

Wu You broke down the thirteen basic postures and taught them one by one. He explained the key points, power path, common mistakes, and how to avoid those mistakes in a concise but clear manner.

During practice, Wu Jing occasionally made mistakes in her movements, some of which she was unaware of, and some of which were habitual deviations.

Wu You watched from the side, and would point out any deviations from the standard line directly, sometimes with words, sometimes by lightly tapping the tip of his sword at a point where she needed to adjust her force.

Under the detailed instruction of Wu You, a grandmaster of swordsmanship, Wu Jing mastered the key techniques of the few moves she hadn't learned before in less than an hour, and the moves she had already learned became smoother and more natural after being corrected.

Later, when she re-performed the entire set of the Thirteen Basic Postures from beginning to end, the transitions between the movements were no longer awkward. Although the speed was still relatively slow, the power path and trajectory of each posture were already very standard. Moreover, when she finished and put away her sword, her breathing was more stable than before, and the lines of her shoulders were much more relaxed than at the beginning.