Chapter 391: Inter-Match Guidance from True Lord Magnetic Pole

Chapter 391: Coaching from the True Lord of Magnetic Poles

Seeing the message from Director Gao, Zhang Yu was momentarily stunned. His first instinct was that his connection to the True Lord of Magnetic Poles had been exposed.

However, after reading the content twice and pondering it, Zhang Yu muttered to himself, "Director Gao doesn't seem angry, nor does he sound sarcastic."

"Did he really introduce me to the True Lord of Magnetic Poles?"

After a moment's thought, Zhang Yu decided to send a message to the True Lord.

Zhang Yu: True Lord, Teacher Gao told me to come find you?

True Lord of Magnetic Poles: Old Gao wants to give you a hand and begged me to coach you.

True Lord of Magnetic Poles: He would never guess that his prized student, whom everyone praises, had already secretly become my disciple long before he ever apprenticed under him, would he?

Zhang Yu: True Lord, what do you intend to do?

True Lord of Magnetic Poles: Coach you, of course.

True Lord of Magnetic Poles: Don't worry, as long as you behave, I guarantee no one will get hurt.

True Lord of Magnetic Poles: Come to the address below.

True Lord of Magnetic Poles: This is the training room Old Gao prepared for us.

...

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yu arrived at the training room.

The four characters "True Lord of Magnetic Poles" appeared, projected alongside a text box.

"The break between the first and second half is only fifteen minutes. Time is limited, so I will speak to you at ten times the normal speed."

The next moment, the True Lord's speech accelerated sharply, sounding like a rapid-fire incantation rippling through the air.

Zhang Yu calmed his mind, activating his Residual Demon Pupils to accelerate his cognitive processing. Simultaneously, his Boundless Heart Dharma Body pushed his four-fold thought process to cross-reference and fill in the gaps, allowing him to keep pace with the True Lord’s rapid-fire delivery.

"The key to defeating Su Yanyang's team in the next round lies in breaking their advantage in smart architecture."

"While 'smart architecture' sounds high-end, it's just a gimmick. The underlying technology is the same old stuff: civil engineering, array formations, and soul cultivation."

"You have your own civil engineering capabilities, so I won't dwell on that."

"As for array formations... any function an array can perform, a magic treasure can achieve."

"The biggest difference is that magic treasures respond faster and are more portable, whereas arrays occupy large spaces but cost relatively less."

"You could say arrays are the magic treasures of the poor, trading space and convenience for the same immortal power."

"In reality, even the wealthiest people must make trade-offs, often ending up using both, much like using Dharma remains alongside magic treasures."

"In short, the weakness of an array lies in its space requirements and inconvenience..."

As he spoke, the True Lord sent Zhang Yu a file.

Zhang Yu opened it to find the diagrams for the Two-World Partition Array, the Myriad Ghost Bewilderment Array, and the Thousand Mountain Heavy Peak Array.

The True Lord explained, "Su Yanyang has set up three major arrays. The Two-World Partition cuts off communication with the spirit realm, the Myriad Ghost Bewilderment disrupts vision and communications, and the Thousand Mountain Heavy Peak reinforces the structure and draws upon spirit veins."

"Furthermore, these three arrays have been modified by a professor of civil engineering and array formations, nested together to form a single, cohesive entity."

"I have the authorization to teach these diagrams, so consider this a free lesson."

Although Zhang Yu had studied engineering array drafting, he only knew the basics—the kind used on construction sites to reinforce foundations or structural integrity.

Despite having already fought one round against Su Yanyang’s setup, he knew very little about these specific arrays.

Opening the diagrams now, he saw hundreds of pages dense with information on civil engineering, spirit veins, geology, and construction.

Just as Zhang Yu felt his scalp tingle, the True Lord added, "You must memorize these three diagrams before the match begins."

"I’ve also taken the liberty of highlighting the key points—the critical nodes for breaking the arrays. You must commit these to memory."

Zhang Yu was secretly alarmed: "I haven't even finished the table of contents, and the True Lord has already marked the key points? How fast is his mind?"

Meanwhile, the True Lord continued, "Only after you've mastered the diagrams can you find a way to break the arrays."

Zhang Yu’s spirit stirred. "Is there a way to break Su Yanyang's arrays?"

The True Lord replied dismissively, "Simply breaking an array? That’s just demolition. Being able to hijack or commandeer the opponent's array—that is what you call breaking it."

"And remember, before the fight, find two reliable soul cultivators to assist you."

"Soul cultivators are the 'equipment slots' of the poor. If your opponent uses them and you don't, you're essentially fighting with empty gear slots. You'll be at a disadvantage before the fight even starts."

Zhang Yu asked curiously, "You know about equipment slots?"

The True Lord said coolly, "Don't be absurd. I was part of the first generation of game developers. Unfortunately, the rich stopped playing games, and eventually, only the poor were left. Games stopped being profitable, so I pulled out long ago."

After that aside, the True Lord explained the tricks to breaking arrays, leaving Zhang Yu to synthesize the knowledge once he had mastered the diagrams. Halfway through, Zhang Yu asked, "You want me to insert my soul cultivators into their array? But I don't have that level of talismanic ability."

The True Lord replied, "I'm not asking you to operate remotely. You're already inside the array; just make physical contact and transmit it. Study the diagrams later and see where the transmission points are."

After explaining the method, the True Lord continued, "Finally, I will teach you my original 'Meta-Magnetic Pulse-Severing Hand' to deal with Su Yanyang's Dharma remains."

"Dharma remains are part of the body, but their essence is a magic treasure, requiring mana to function."

"The human body delivers this mana through meridians."

"If you can strike the acupoints and sever the pulse, you can temporarily reduce the efficiency of the Dharma remains, or if your power is deep enough, render them completely useless."

"This technique was originally for maintaining Dharma remains, and it has two prerequisites for combat."

"First, it has no inherent destructive power. You must break through the opponent's protective aura to inject your meta-magnetic mana into their body."

"Second, to succeed, you must accurately identify the acupoints and meridians, and understand which ones connect to different types of Dharma remains."

"I am sending you the connection points for Su Yanyang's remains now. For future opponents, you'll have to figure that out yourself."

Receiving the file on the Dharma remains, Zhang Yu was granted the usage rights to the technique.

"Now, I will coach you on the Meta-Magnetic Pulse-Severing Hand."

"First, condense a strand of meta-magnetic mana. It acts like the magnetism of a meta-magnetic conduit, perfect for penetrating flesh. Once it swirls within the meridians, it blocks mana, which is why it cannot penetrate a protective aura..."

After the explanation, the True Lord guided Zhang Yu through a practice run. "These thirty-six forms correspond to the thirty-six meridians of the human body. You must strike with different methods to apply the right medicine. Time is short; you must master this before the match starts..."

As he practiced, Zhang Yu said, "True Lord, I think I've almost mastered it."

At that moment, the thirty-six forms of the technique appeared in Zhang Yu’s mind, as if he had been practicing them for years.

In truth, as the True Lord piled on heavy tasks to be completed in mere minutes, Zhang Yu felt a growing sense of urgency.

However, he reasoned that if the True Lord demanded it, he must believe it was possible.

After one practice run, feeling the technique wasn't overly complex, Zhang Yu stopped pretending and claimed he had mastered it.

The True Lord was skeptical. "You've mastered it?"

Watching the first run, he had seen Zhang Yu’s clumsy, error-ridden movements and couldn't believe he had truly grasped it.

But as Zhang Yu continued to practice, his movements became increasingly fluid and precise. "True Lord, I’ve rehearsed it many times in my mind. I really have mastered it."

Watching Zhang Yu move with growing grace and order, the True Lord was stunned. "He actually learned it?"

"I only intended for him to learn the few forms needed for this match... he learned all thirty-six in one go?"

"No wonder Old Gao values this kid. Such martial talent? If I sent him to the Security Department for a few years, he’d probably become a top-tier student."

"Regardless of whether he can pursue the path of artifact refinement in the future, at the very least, his innate aptitude for being refined as an artifact is truly formidable."

"Even if he isn't a talent of the spirit, he is certainly a material of substance."

After a moment of contemplation, True Monarch Magnetic Pole spoke: "Since you have mastered the Pulse-Severing Hand, waste no time and begin studying the formation diagrams; do not forget the soul cultivation and other preparations required for breaking the arrays."

Zhang Yu bowed respectfully toward True Monarch Magnetic Pole: "My deepest gratitude for your guidance, Master."

True Monarch Magnetic Pole replied: "Hurry now, spare me the formalities, and be on your way."

...

Within the spiritual realm, True Monarch Magnetic Pole cast a glance at Director Gao standing nearby.

Director Gao offered a faint smile and sent a private message: How was it?

True Monarch Magnetic Pole: How was what?

Director Gao: How did Zhang Yu perform? Can he win?

True Monarch Magnetic Pole: He was passable; I have already taught him the methods, and the rest depends on his own execution.

Sensing the indifference in the True Monarch's words, Director Gao thought to himself: "It seems Zhang Yu's performance was quite mediocre?"

Director Gao asked again: Only passable?

True Monarch Magnetic Pole: What else would it be? What kind of geniuses have I not seen before?

Sensing the fleeting disappointment in Director Gao's message, True Monarch Magnetic Pole mused to himself: "Old Gao, do not blame me in the future."

"It was your own disciple who sought me out first; I did not make the first move."

"If you must blame someone, blame your own Civil Engineering Department for lacking the charm to keep him."

"In the days to come, I shall take good care of him for you."

(End of chapter)