Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

On a bright and sunny morning, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, got up and washed up. He had recently been experimenting with various postures to see the effects of meditation, hoping that one day he could meditate on his own while sleeping, or even meditate and cultivate while awake.

It also transforms the active skill of meditation into a passive skill. If successful, it's equivalent to having a 24/7 auto-training cheat.

As for why he suddenly had this idea, it wasn't just because he wanted to improve and speed up his cultivation, but more because he was very bored.

Attending classes, training, cultivating, and reading—these days have been so boring lately that they remind him of the daily quests he used to do in games. But even the most fun games will eventually get boring after a few months of repetitive gameplay. Since the official events aren't happening, he has to find his own ways to have fun.

Actually, this AFK training method isn't just his wild imagination; to be precise, it has some scientific basis.

He had previously read science popularizations illustrated in novels, which explained that the left and right hemispheres of the brain can actually function separately through training, much like the left hand drawing a square and the right hand drawing a circle in martial arts novels.

Lu Mingfei thought the idea was fantastic; if it could be implemented, he could get home even faster.

He has recently achieved some results, and can enter a meditative state at will without sitting cross-legged. Although it does not greatly improve the speed of cultivation, it has solved the problem of frequent back pain caused by sitting cross-legged every night.

Walking out of the dormitory with his head held high, Lu Mingfei was invigorated and ready to greet the new day. Lately, on his way to the cafeteria, he would often encounter a few soft calls and smiling greetings.

"Brother Lu."

"Brother Lu."

Good morning, Lu.

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After the Crown Prince's coming-of-age ceremony, everyone in the high-ranking noble circles of the Heaven Dou Empire knew that another genius named Lu Mingfei had emerged in the Royal Academy, and even the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was full of praise.

The entire faculty and students of the college already knew that Lu Mingfei was destined for great success and unlimited potential, so in an instant, his popularity at the school suddenly skyrocketed.

In the past two months, not only did a group of shameless sycophants modeled after Li Lan suddenly appear, but a group of young girls who randomly appeared in the academy also shyly bowed their heads to ask him questions.

Lu Mingfei was amazed by this.

If it weren't for his young age, he estimated that he would have already dethroned Yu Tianheng, who was at the top of the Royal Academy's "List of Those Who Deserve to Be Killed".

Who would have thought that Lu, with all his virtues and abilities, would one day enjoy the same treatment as Chu Zihang from Shilan Middle School?

However, he was still very self-aware; he didn't have the top-tier attributes that allowed him to debut in South Korea like Chu Zihang.

Everything before my eyes is nothing but dirty capitalist sugar-coated bullets.

"Brother Lu, I heard that the training hall recently expanded with a sword training room and even hired a sword instructor from the Royal Knights to teach. Shall we go check it out at noon?" Li Lan brought the food to Lu Mingfei, diligently reporting the latest news from the academy as a true lackey.

Because he practices kendo for an hour every noon, many imitators have recently appeared in the training hall, and they follow suit in whatever training Lu Mingfei does.

Seeing that his students, who had previously been irresponsible, had suddenly changed their minds and turned to the right path, the teacher immediately approved the expansion application.

Although swordsmanship can only be effective at the low-level Soul Master stage, it is still a legitimate way to train, which is better than letting those noble students go out and do whatever they want.

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. He knew about the training room, but he didn't expect it to be completed in just one week. The Royal Academy was indeed very wealthy.

However, it didn't matter to him whether he had it or not. He practiced swordsmanship only to add another attack method in the early stages and to train his body. After all, his body was only six years old, and too strenuous exercise might not be good for his future physical development.

"Let's go take a look." Lu Mingfei picked up another bun and took a bite. Lately, he really has been evolving into a glutton.

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When Lu Mingfei finished his class and arrived at the training hall to meet Li Lan, more than a dozen students were already waiting in the newly opened sword training room. When they saw Lu Mingfei, everyone showed a friendly smile.

The expanded training room is a spacious room that can comfortably accommodate nearly a hundred people. The black stone floor is polished to a shine, and there are several sections of the ceiling with glass curtain walls that allow sunlight to pass through, so the room does not feel cold.

Lu Mingfei had just toured the training room and found some wooden swords and human-shaped targets, which looked quite impressive.

He then took out his vibrating rod and continued his daily training. Seeing this, the other students immediately started moving around as well.

While some students were planning to use the training center to get closer to Lu Mingfei, others genuinely wanted to learn and become stronger by imitating him.

After all, many students at school had already seen him achieve five consecutive victories in the Great Soul Arena using only a fire poker, which was enough to prove that his swordsmanship had some merit.

Their talent for cultivation is not high, so it would be good if they had more ways to enhance their strength.

Lu Mingfei neither encouraged nor discouraged this, since there was no harm in exercising anyway.

"Stop, everyone stop! Is this how you usually practice swordsmanship?" The training room door opened, and a slightly shrill voice came from the doorway.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over. It was a tall, thin middle-aged man with a receding hairline and a wide-mouthed longsword at his waist.

"I am Jin, the swordsmanship instructor who just arrived at the academy today. I previously worked for the Royal Knights, and I will be teaching you swordsmanship from now on," Teacher Jin introduced.

"Is there a problem with our training?" Li Lan, acting as a lackey, immediately spoke up. This teacher had come to establish his authority by denying their training methods as soon as he arrived.

"Of course there's a problem. Swordsmanship isn't just about swinging a sword." Teacher Jin stepped forward and took a wooden sword from the wall. "Someone, without using soul power, we can have a simple sparring match and find out."

As soon as Teacher Jin finished speaking, everyone involuntarily looked at Lu Mingfei, since it was Lu Mingfei who first led the sword practice.

"Damn it!" Lu Mingfei felt helpless; he had been forced into this situation.

"Teacher, is that alright? We were just practicing on our own anyway. Now that you're here, you can just teach us directly."

Lu Mingfei was speaking from the heart. He had only taken three kendo lessons and didn't know anything about sword training. He shouldn't embarrass himself in front of professionals.

He also wanted to see what was commendable about the swordsmanship of this world.

Mr. Jin was somewhat surprised. He was a graduate of the Royal Academy. Didn't he know what the atmosphere was like here?

At first, he didn't pay much attention when he received the transfer order, thinking that he was just there to make up the numbers. He thought that these spoiled brats in the academy were always doing things haphazardly, and that he, as a so-called temporary instructor, would probably be transferred back in less than a month because the students' interest had waned.

When he saw so many students diligently practicing the most basic swordsmanship at the entrance, he immediately thought he was hallucinating.

"Pick up your swords. This is the first lesson I'm going to teach you. The basics are important, of course, but real combat is always the essence of swordsmanship." With a flick of his wrist, Teacher Jin sent a wooden sword hanging on the wall spinning in mid-air and steadily into Lu Mingfei's hands.

Lu Mingfei didn't expect this teacher to be so direct. He had no reason to refuse; sparring was indeed the fastest way to improve.

Since his classmates started following suit, they have also conducted sword sparring training, but no one can keep up with his speed, so he has basically been training alone. Now that he has an instructor, he has a good sparring partner for him.

The two arrived at the center of the training room, where the surrounding students kept their distance, their faces full of interest and eagerness to try.

"What's your name?"

"Lu Mingfei".

"So you're Lu Mingfei." Teacher Jin nodded and smiled. "Then, Lu, please guide me from now on."

"Please give me your guidance, teacher."

Lu Mingfei assumed a starting stance with his sword held in the middle of his body. It was just a simple starting move, but it was full of charm and power to everyone present.

Teacher Jin's eyes lit up. As expected, his reputation was well-deserved. Just a moment ago, he thought that the person opposite him was not a child, but a warrior who could suddenly attack at any time.

He composed himself and took the confrontation seriously. He gripped his sword with both hands, pointing the tip at the ground, and assumed the starting stance for the lower stance. This was the most common starting stance for two-handed heavy swordsmen, and it was suitable for defense and counterattack.

"Do you know what's most important in sword fighting?" Teacher Jin asked with a smile. "Speed ​​and strength are important, but they're not that relevant to swordsmanship. The most important thing in swordsmanship is always seizing the initiative."

Lu Mingfei understood the meaning of those words. Iaijutsu and the sword-drawing technique were all about seizing the initiative. In fact, the students were impressed but didn't understand. After all, just the two of them facing each other with their swords drawn exuded the demeanor of masters.

"But you're a student and I'm a teacher, so you should go first," Teacher Jin said with a smile to Lu Mingfei.

But Lu Mingfei did not answer; he did not accept the proposal.

The person opposite him was undoubtedly a true master swordsman, and this scene instantly stirred up a strange sense of excitement in him.

Imagine yourself in the era depicted in the comics, where you live and die with a sword.

To create the atmosphere of a final battle, they would be under a cherry blossom tree, bathed in the bright moonlight, and the breaking point would be a petal falling in the wind.

The door to the training room was suddenly pushed open.

Lu Mingfei moved, and everyone around stared intently at the two figures, afraid of missing this exciting duel, but for a moment everyone thought they were seeing things.

They only saw Lu Mingfei take one step before turning into a hazy phantom, leaving only the terrifying, sharp whistling wind as proof that he had drawn his sword.

But Teacher Jin reacted even faster, his incredibly powerful upward thrust interrupting Lu Mingfei's Kasaya Slash. Using the momentum of the rising sword, he instantly swung his sword down to deliver a slash.

However, Lu Mingfei also countered with a whirlwind attack, and the two wooden swords clashed violently. Lu Mingfei was immediately forced back several steps.

Without a doubt, Lu Mingfei is at a complete disadvantage in terms of both speed and strength.

"Very good, fast speed and quick reflexes." Teacher Jin commented with ease, wielding the sword with one hand.

Lu Mingfei ignored it. The difference in size and strength between the two was already significant, so it was only natural that he was pushed back. However, he still planned to try again.

With a slight bend in his knees, Lu Mingfei stepped forward again. Tang bamboo, cassock, Buddha face, left dagger... Lu Mingfei moved nimbly, slashing and cutting one blow after another, fierce and sharp, as if a demon was roaring in the room.

But Teacher Jin strolled leisurely through the sword net, defusing Lu Mingfei's attacks with simple thrusts of his sword in one hand, and then swept his sword, instantly repelling Lu Mingfei once again.

"A very sharp attack. Now watch mine." As soon as Teacher Jin finished speaking, he stepped forward.

It lacked the ferocity of Lu Mingfei's swordsmanship, but enveloped Lu Mingfei like a gentle breeze and drizzle.

Faced with this relentless onslaught, Lu Mingfei retreated again and again, and was soon forced back to the wall. He used the wall as leverage to roll and regain some space to move.

"Your sword is fast, but not fast enough." Teacher Jin said as he continued his attack. "You can always find the weaknesses in my moves, but weaknesses are constantly changing. If you think too much, your speed will naturally not be able to keep up with mine."

Lu Mingfei didn't have time to understand the deeper meaning of these words; he just kept swinging his sword to defend himself. He knew that his teacher was giving him pointers and didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Teacher Jin's sword was very fast. At first, he didn't have time to react, but at some point, he seemed to be unable to see any sword moves anymore, and it seemed that even the world in front of him was gradually fading away.

Teacher Jin didn't say anything more, and increased the force of her movements by three points, but Lu Mingfei didn't seem to feel any strain. On the contrary, her movements became even more graceful.

Everyone around stared wide-eyed, instinctively covering their mouths, afraid that any action might affect the duel.

The two swords moved with the wind of butterflies fluttering and the denseness of a fine net. Finally, at a certain moment, a butterfly leaped onto Teacher Jin's shoulder, and Teacher Jin's right hand, which was holding the sword, was struck by a fist.

"Oh my god!" Everyone present screamed inwardly.

Teacher Jin gave a helpless smile and let out a long sigh: "It seems I have nothing more to teach you."

It's hard to imagine that a six-year-old child could surpass his thirty-plus years of accumulated experience in just a few minutes.

Is this what they call a genius?

Lu Mingfei didn't speak. He was still immersed in this wonderful feeling. In the past, he had always been able to deal with enemies with ease thanks to the dynamic vision and perception of the Golden Eye, but he always felt that something was missing.

He now realizes that in a real battle, there's no time to think of strategies; the only thing you can do is rely on your instincts. The more you think, the more mistakes you'll make.

"Thank you, teacher!" Lu Mingfei bowed deeply to Teacher Jin. If it weren't for this battle, he didn't know how long he would have maintained this arrogant attitude.

"This is your own realization, and I'm glad I came to the right place today." Teacher Jin patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and turned to look at the students around him.

"Alright, who else wants to try? Hurry up!"

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