Zongwu: I Have Made Reading the Best Skill in the World

Traveling through the world of comprehensive martial arts, Shen Jizhong became the poorest teacher in Xiangyang City. There are many masters in this world: the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, the Nine Swords of Dugu, the Nine Yin Manual, Xiao Li's Flying Sword... None of them have anything to do with him. He only knows one thing - reading. But he slowly discovered that every time he read, the little bit of true energy in his Dantian followed the words on the page. When reading the Analects of Confucius, every word is like a bell, making the window paper buzz. Write the word "quiet" with a radius of three feet, and you can hear the needle drop. Memorize a sentence and kill one person in ten steps, and the sword energy in the hall will appear out of thin air. Master Zhang of Wudang looked at his calligraphy and was silent for a long time. He only said one sentence: He has been practicing martial arts for eighty years, and when it comes to the word "jing", he is not as good as him. Everyone in the world went crazy, crying and shouting to become their disciples. Shen Jizhong flipped through the pages of the book: Want to learn? First, hand it over to Shu Xiu—not the spiritual stone, but the book. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.