Chapter 39 Immediate Replication
"Master Zhu Ting?" Linghu Chong answered subconsciously.
Yue Lingshan then asked matter-of-factly, "Who is Zhu Ting?"
"The world's number one mechanical master, especially skilled in crafting all kinds of hidden weapons and magical tools. I heard he is also a descendant of Lu Ban. He has made chairs that can bark, wooden dogs that can run... I can't even count all the amazing things he has made."
At this moment, Linghu Chong finally came to his senses. His erudite appearance made him seem as reliable as a senior disciple of a sect who could stand alone.
"Wow, that's amazing..." Yue Lingshan's tense nerves finally relaxed a bit, and then she heard Lu Yusheng suddenly ask another name because of her senior brother's explanation.
"Have you ever heard of Ximen Chuixue?"
This is someone even Yue Lingshan knows.
At this time, although Ximen Chuixue had not yet experienced a battle that was enough to establish his position, he had never suffered a defeat since he first showed his talent.
Although he also killed people, he only killed those who were disloyal and unjust, and this behavior can be described as chivalrous.
Furthermore, he cherished and respected swords immensely. It should be noted that anyone who has reached the pinnacle in a particular art is worthy of respect, and in some ways, he is quite similar to Zhu Ting.
Upon hearing this name, Linghu Chong's eyes lit up: "Of course, this is a name that every young swordsman in the martial world cannot ignore."
“However…” He paused, looking at Lu Yusheng with a puzzled expression, “What does this have to do with your game?”
The latter coughed lightly: "This gaming machine was made by Master Zhu Ting. I also showed Ximen Chuixue the scene you just watched."
That's true; the machine in front of him was indeed disassembled and reassembled by Zhu Ting himself.
Linghu Chong, however, paid no attention to these minor details. He only inquired about the second half of her sentence with some concern, asking, "What does he think?"
Lu Yusheng was stunned for a moment before realizing who the "he" he was referring to was. He replied, "My reaction was similar to yours. I admire him. And if he hadn't been busy helping Lu Xiaofeng with his troubles at the time, you might not have been the first to experience this game."
Hearing the name "Lu Xiaofeng" adds a layer of authenticity to the story, since most people who know Ximen Chuixue also know his only friend, not to mention that Lu Xiaofeng himself is already extremely famous.
"Am I the first person to experience this?"
Even Lu Yusheng, who said those words, didn't expect that his first thought after hearing them wouldn't be about whether they were true or false, but rather he would be more concerned about what she had casually mentioned, so he nodded.
He turned to his junior sister and said, "If it were Master Zhu Ting, perhaps these things could really be made. Didn't you pick up that smaller iron box and examine it closely earlier?"
Yue Lingshan nodded. Although she hadn't actually met that fascinating swordsman, if this was something even Ximen Chuixue acknowledged, it must have been built by the world's best craftsman.
After all, she had heard that he was a master of refined living.
Lu Yusheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, Engineer Zhu's reputation was still effective. Although things like chairs and puppies were clearly not in the same league as computer games, at least they weren't too far-fetched in their eyes.
And then there's Master Ximen... The power of idols is truly boundless. With his reputation, he should be able to persuade a few more swordsmen to recharge their game cards in the future.
So, quite naturally, she began to teach him how to create characters.
On the page for filling in the ID, Linghu Chong, without any precautions, revealed his real name. Finally, with Lu Yusheng's tactful suggestion and his stubborn insistence, a swordsman character named "Linghu" was created.
In the beginner's tutorial, Linghu Chong finally saw the swordsman who had amazed him in the previous video again.
However, in this part of the story, he seems to have become a kind of guide.
The game character controlled by Linghu Chong is an orphan, originally the son of this senior's old friend, who took him in after his parents died.
Now that he has grown to the age of eighteen, his desire for revenge has only grown stronger. With his unwavering persistence, his aloof and cold-hearted adoptive father, the Sword Master, finally agreed to teach him his martial arts techniques.
This is a story with a fantasy background. The main character is designed to know some basic martial arts, so the teaching process skips the boring internal energy cultivation methods.
Thanks to Lu Yusheng's explanation, he was able to get used to the right-to-left dialog box, but he still struggled a bit when clicking too quickly.
The more he looked at Linghu Chong, the more alarmed he became. It seemed that even the game character he was playing was so similar to him.
Geniuses are generally similar; they all had extraordinary encounters at around the same age and all practiced swordsmanship. There is no other coincidence like this in the world.
After a long and tedious conversation, the screen went dark again, and the sword techniques taught by the Sword Master began to play.
He was still dressed in a black outfit, with no decorations around his waist except for a belt; the only embellishment was the swirling sword light around him.
The two had long lived deep in the mountains, and now, in the morning mist, the rapidly flashing and ever-changing sword light was almost the most beautiful color.
When the curtain fell, Lu Yusheng closed the pop-up playback window. She and Yue Lingshan seemed to be savoring the scene they had just witnessed. The sword lights did not seem to dissipate with the end of the screening; instead, they were deeply engraved in their memories.
Linghu Chong, however, felt an irrepressible surge of heroic spirit welling up from the depths of his heart.
He lived up to Feng Qingyang's praise of him as a "sword genius," immediately picking up his sword and walking to an open space to imitate the moves from the play.
Footsteps moved swiftly across the small space, while the hand gripping the sword drew it up, slashed, parried, hacked, and turned—
Lu Yusheng was stunned. What kind of genius was this? He could even perfectly replicate the sword moves created in the game's CG after only watching it once.
She knew that this game had hired professional martial arts instructors, and it wasn't like ordinary games that relied entirely on flashy special effects. Because of this, the complexity of the moves was greatly increased.
To achieve 100% accuracy under such circumstances, what kind of monster must it be?
Yue Lingshan was also stunned. The two had grown up together since childhood, and she had always been closer to her senior brother than to the other brothers. She believed that she knew his strength very well.
Unlike Lu Yusheng, whose memory was enhanced, she, though without a system, was extremely sensitive to martial arts techniques due to her childhood training in martial arts.
At this moment, she could naturally see that Linghu Chong's actions were exactly the same as those in the previous scene.
But being able to see it is one thing, being able to actually do it is another...
Knowing her own abilities, if she wanted to perfectly imitate that short sword move from before, she would need to watch it seven or eight times and have someone guide and teach her.
When did my senior brother become so amazing...?
Linghu Chong, having sheathed his sword, looked even more spirited with his sword-wielding eyes. Although some of the surging passion in his heart was released with the force of his sword, he was still extremely excited.
Seeing the astonished looks on the other two people present, especially his junior sister, he was overjoyed, but he still composed himself and sat back down.
With this footage as a foundation, his satisfaction with the entire "game" had reached an indescribable level.
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Author's Note: Thank you to all the babies who donated nutrient solution! 9=v=9
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