Martial arts: I, Song Qingshu, start with eight famous sword moves

"Indeed! However, it was only by chance that I comprehended the spell on the sword."

Song Qingshu didn't deny it either, and immediately replied calmly.

"This!"

Hearing Song Qingshu's definite answer, Song Yuanqiao's heart jumped wildly at this moment.

These are eight famous sword moves that even his master Zhang Sanfeng failed to comprehend. Since Yi Tianxing returned to seclusion, no one in the world has been able to comprehend them. How could his son comprehend them successfully?

This is really him, Song Yuanqiao, who cultivated the blessings of eight lifetimes to get such a talented son!

"Great! Qingshu, now that you comprehend this eight sword moves, from now on, you will definitely have a place in the Jianghu!"

Song Yuanqiao immediately laughed triumphantly!

The Eight Sword Styles, which no one in the world can comprehend, was actually comprehended by his own son. How could he not be happy to have such a son?

"Father, it's a pity that I can only get three of the eight famous swords. Otherwise, I will be able to understand the complete eight moves of the famous sword and make all eight swords fly together!"

Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling sorry.

After all, there are many masters in this world, even though the famous sword three styles are extremely powerful now, they are still incomplete.

If it can't be completed, I'm afraid it's not as good as the strengthened Wudang swordsmanship...

"Don't be too discouraged! We don't know all the remaining five swords, but the whereabouts of two of them can be regarded as known in the world!

Among them, one is in Cihang Jingzhai, which is collected by Fan Qinghui, the head of Cihang Jingzhai.

One is in the hands of the richest man in the world, [-] high-ranking officials.

Cihang Jingzhai has a very close relationship with my Wudang, and thousands of people are all heroes in the world. It is not difficult to get these two swords! "

"However, with your current cultivation base, it's still not enough. The most urgent thing is to win the leader of the martial arts tournament of three generations of disciples!"

"At that time, it won't be too late to go down the mountain to find it!"

Song Yuanqiao couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart at this time, and comforted Song Qingshu.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu was overjoyed, since he knew the whereabouts of the other famous swords, it would be much better!

It's better to win the leader first!

Chapter 4 Eight Famous Swords

this day.

There is a more solemn atmosphere on Wudang Mountain. This is the first disciple competition of three generations of disciples, and it is also the leader of Wudang Mountain who chooses this generation of disciples to go down the mountain for experience.

The sound of practicing martial arts on Wudang Mountain in the past has disappeared, and the sound of studying scriptures and reading aloud has also disappeared.

On the entire Wudang Mountain, even the disciples who guard the gate of the Yanwu Hall went to watch the upcoming disciple competition.

All the decorations in the venue are also characteristic yin and yang Pisces.

But there is a road leading directly to the Zhenwu Hall on the top of Wudang Mountain.

This is the place where the sun and the moon meet in the entire Wudang Mountain, and it is far away from the place where Zhang Sanfeng retreated.

This position is the most sacred place in the hearts of countless disciples, and it is the position where the second generation disciples listen to Zhang Sanfeng's lectures.

Regardless of whether they were third-generation disciples or fourth-generation disciples, they all looked there, with strong desires bursting out of their eyes.

A bell rang, and the second-generation disciples all went out onto the martial arts platform. They spread out one by one, looking at the growing Wudang Mountain, the six second-generation disciples seemed to have indescribable sadness.

Except for Song Yuanqiao, the other five sat down one after another. Among them, Yu Lianzhou pushed Yu Daiyan, who was crippled with hands and feet, and a chair was left empty. All the disciples knew that it was reserved for Zhang Cuishan, Zhang Sanfeng's fifth disciple.

Among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, six of them appeared, all of whom were disciples of the second generation, heroes of today.

The missing fifth disciple, Zhang Cuishan, disappeared ten years ago along with the golden-haired Lion King among the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect and Yin Susu, the saint of the Sky Eagle Sect.

The three elders, Daoist Changfeng, Daoist Deadwood, and Taoist Mu sat behind the six of them, with serious expressions on their faces.

In addition to selecting the leaders of the three generations of disciples, the purpose of holding this competition is to use this competition to stimulate more disciples, so that Wudang Mountain will continue to prosper.

The three generations of disciples all stood below.

Among them, three are the most outstanding.

No. 1 disciple of the three generations, Yan Chongtian, Eight Swords Feishuang, Chen Sanqing, and the most stable Lingxu.

Chen Sanqing and Lingxu cultivated in the later period of the day after tomorrow.

Yan Chongtian's innate initial cultivation base.

The voice is extremely high.

Song Yuanqiao urged his voice with internal force.

With a voice like a bell, he said:

"All disciples, be quiet!!"

The originally noisy disciples became solemn and quiet, and their eyes focused on Song Yuanqiao.

Looking at the disciples who had calmed down, Song Yuanqiao continued to speak.

"You should know the reason for this competition of three generations of disciples, so this competition hopes that three generations of disciples will use their own strength to explain their status. Next, I will explain the rules of the competition."

"All the disciples are divided into eight arenas for melee."

"Until there is only one person left in each ring, the winner of the ring."

"Afterwards, eight to four, four to two, and a decisive battle!"

"The winner of the decisive battle is the leader of this tournament!"

"Is there any objection?"

All the disciples responded in unison: "No objection!"

At this moment, Song Qingshu arrived, walked quickly to the martial arts platform, and came to the side of the five martial uncles.

He said to Song Yuanqiao: "Sorry, I'm too obsessed with practicing swords, so I'm late."

But the senior uncles were stunned.

Because they discovered that Song Qingshu had already reached the later stage of the day after tomorrow!

When he came back to his senses, he asked excitedly in a few words.

Not only was he happy because he had reached the Houtian realm, but he was also worried that Song Qingshu had practiced evil internal skills because he wanted to gain strength.

"Qing Shu, have you reached the acquired state?"

"Qing Shu, weren't you still at the early stage of Acquired cultivation some time ago?"

"Qing Shu, did you take some evil medicine, please show Master Six!"

"Qing Shu, did you have the guidance of your master to improve so fast?"

Everyone was chattering, and Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh.

Song Qingshu thought to himself.

"So many uncles care about and love me so much, it can be regarded as a collection of thousands of loves. If we can make good use of these resources, how can our future achievements be low?"

Song Qingshu didn't hide anything from his uncles.

"Masters and Uncles, Qingshu was lucky enough to learn the eight famous sword moves, and his internal strength increased sharply. I disappeared for seven days just to get acquainted with my surged internal strength and to consolidate the learned eight famous sword moves!"

Among them, Yu Daiyan said: "Qing Shu, don't lie to us, you are the son of the senior brother, and our senior brothers treat you as our own child."

The rest of the uncles also nodded in agreement.

Seeing that he couldn't explain, he could only look at his father helplessly and hoped that he would explain.

Song Yuanqiao laughed and said: "Okay, okay, Qingshu has indeed obtained the famous eight-style swordsmanship, and I was shocked when I saw it at the time, I didn't expect that the swordmanship that even the master didn't comprehend, was given by my son. Enlightened."

"You don't need to boast too much, lest this bastard's tail go up to the sky!"

Everyone, including the three elders behind them, heard Song Qingshu and Song Yuanqiao's words, and were greatly surprised.

"More than ten years ago, Yuanqiao was already famous all over the world in his [-]th year. Now that he has a dragon son, he is even more outstanding. It really is a tiger father but no dog son!"

"Who says it's not, even our disciples don't have such talent?"

Song Qingshu laughed and said:

"Of course, because I couldn't comprehend it, I was so anxious that I almost lost my mind. I passed out due to the backlash of Qi and blood. Afterwards, because I was unwilling to reconcile, I went to practice again and found that I suddenly understood."

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Chapter 5 Basic swordsmanship, can it be done to this extent?

"Have you really comprehended the eight famous sword moves? This kid Qingshu is really lucky! = Master, even the old man can't understand the famous eight sword moves!"

Yu Lianzhou and the others thought that Song Qingshu was just looking for an excuse, but now they were shocked to see Song Yuanqiao nodding.

Qingshu really comprehended the eight sword moves!

At this time, Song Yuanqiao heard that several brothers cared about his son and praised him in various ways, and his heart suddenly filled with endless pride and complacency.

"Don't talk about it now, today is the day of the big competition, don't take the lead!"

"Let's compete first!"

However, Song Yuanqiao naturally wouldn't get carried away with complacency, so he straightened up his mood a little, and immediately said seriously.

"Brother said, let's compete first!"

Hearing this, Yu Lianzhou and others immediately nodded and said yes.

"The competition begins!"

Song Yuanqiao immediately announced loudly.

Fall with the sound.

A group of disciples participating in the martial arts competition jumped onto the ring separately.

There are more than twenty people on each arena.

But Yan Chongtian, Chen Sanqing, Lingxu, and Song Qingshu happened to be in different rings.

Some disciples who were waiting to see the good show of "Enter the Dragon and the Tiger" were immediately disappointed.

However, even so, this contest must be exciting.

After all, the rules of melee allow disciples to join forces!

And this time.

On the ring where Song Qingshu was.

Everyone except Song Qingshu huddled together on stage.

Song Qingshu is the son of the master uncle, so they naturally dare not offend him.

But Wudang martial arts competitions have always been fair and just.

As long as it is within the rules and does not hurt Song Qingshu, there must be no problem.

"Sure enough!"

Seeing this scene, Song Qingshu couldn't help smiling.