With the Blade

Originally, Shan Bing thought that this master was just speaking casually.

After all, such high-level Sword Techniques are considered the ultimate skills anywhere. In these times, a disciple would still have to work for his master for three years without pay just to learn a mundane craft, which only earns a living—whereas this Divine Sword Sunfall is a powerful technique that can kill and maim, even calling it a troop-breaking move is somewhat conservative.

Would such a technique really be casually taught?

It really will be.

This terrifying technique, the master who calls himself Huangtian, simply passes on without hesitation.

"Use the sword to guide, wield the sword to command the Qi."

Casually cutting a piece of bluestone to sit down, the master began to explain.

"Using man as a guide, combining the Yin and Yang of heaven and earth, man and sword unite, Qi and intention unify, thus the sword follows like an extension of the arm."

"..."

Shan Bing and Jiang Wenyuan were rendered speechless.

Prior to hearing this guidance, they could somewhat grasp the tactics of the sword move, like how the Sword Qi falls to the ground at that instant, it seemed like a high-frequency slice centered at the sword’s landing point—but obviously, from the master’s explanation, it wasn’t like that at all.

So, the question arises, what does the master’s explanation even mean?

Incomprehensible, unclear.

They couldn’t grasp what was being said at all.

"No keen perception... so be it."

Seeing Shan Bing and Jiang Wenyuan staring blankly, the master sighed.

"I’ll demonstrate it again, watch carefully."

Speaking this, the master raised a finger.

"Divine Sword Sunfall!"

The ancient Longsword once again flew up and subsequently fell to the ground, just as before, silently landing. Meanwhile, the monster remains piled on the side were cut into even finer pieces.

Shan Bing and Jiang Wenyuan were once again shocked.

If previously they only caught a glimpse, witnessing the move a second time allowed them to perceive more previously unnoticed aspects—without a doubt, it was undeniably the most brilliant sword move they’d ever seen, arguably the strongest Sword Technique in the world.

Thus, the inability to learn it was understandable.

Seeing something really strong, everyone knows that whether it’s a powerful move or a formidable weapon, only the strong possess them. Ordinary people couldn’t possibly learn or wield them—of course, if an ordinary person could become strong, that’s a different story, but do either of them look like they can become strong?

Indeed, in the eyes of those powerless civilians or those Martial Artists just touched by Evil Qi, being listed in the Hundred Weapons Chart makes them untouchable, but those on the Hundred Weapons Chart are fully aware of the immense gap compared to those who rank higher.

Let alone, facing combat abilities that exceed judgment like before.

Compared to this master, they became ordinary people without any strength.

Overall, the consultation was still worthwhile, although neither could master the supreme Sword Technique, after observing twice, they gained more ideas for their strategies; as the saying goes, using other’s stone to polish one’s jade, the inspiration was a tangible reward.

However, aside from this, they had one final, little doubt.

"Um... Lord Huangtian."

After some hesitation, Shan Bing voiced the question in his heart.

"Must the name of the move be shouted?"

"Hmm?"

The sword-wielding master slightly furrowed his brows.

Even just a frown caused Shan Bing’s back to break out in a sweat, obviously this wasn’t a good question for the master—so he momentarily backed off, refraining from further inquiries, fearing the master might slay him with a sword.

But after a while, Shan Bing couldn’t hold back anymore.

The reason being, the master went on to slice the monster remnants with the sword, the ancient Longsword rising and falling, and every drop inciting a shout of "Divine Sword Sunfall"—indeed, the move was formidable, but the issue was, each strike required this shout...

What’s the purpose?

"You really don’t know?"

After Shan Bing mustered the courage to express his doubt, the master’s frown deepened.

"Don’t you have any moves when fighting normally?"

"...Moves?"

Shan Bing and Jiang Wenyuan exchanged a glance.

There must be, right?

Perhaps those on a rogue path wouldn’t bother with moves, but they weren’t rogues; though Shan Bing had served time, he was properly trained as War Soldiers, and Jiang Wenyuan, as a trained Chief Constable, had undergone professional training, mastering both close combat and Iron Ruler Saber techniques, as well as long weapons like spears and staffs.

But training aside, they wouldn’t shout move names during combat.

No matter how it’s considered, such tactics seem ridiculous; before engaging, announcing your actions in detail, as if afraid the opponent might not know your intentions. If there was such a theatrical urge, they might as well perform in plays, combat is unpredictable and fast, heads could roll instantly, who could be so foolish to call out a dish name before swinging a blade?