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

He had expected that these disciples would join forces.

However, do these people really think that as long as they join forces, they can deal with themselves?

……

Although Song Qingshu wasn't afraid at all, at this moment, Song Yuanqiao and the others on the stands couldn't help but sweat because of it.

Qingshu is only 16 years old, and he has never even stepped out of Wudang Mountain.

This big competition is his first actual combat!

On the other hand, most of the other disciples have been around for nearly 30 years, and they don't know how much they have experienced in going down the mountain.

He has already practiced his fighting skills.

Although this kid Qingshu has the famous Eight Sword Styles, but for the first time in actual combat, facing the siege of a group of disciples, I'm afraid he will mess up his hands and feet!

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But at this time, on the ring, Song Qingshu didn't say a word, and directly pulled out the long sword at his waist.

The other disciples saw Song Qingshu draw his sword.

All of them are heartbroken.

Involuntarily gathered together again.

"Are you going to use the Eighth Style of the famous sword?"

"Be careful! The eight-style famous sword is rumored to be very strong, so don't take it lightly!"

Several of the disciples even loudly reminded others.

Song Qingshu couldn't help smiling when he heard this.

"Brothers, please rest assured, this battle will not use the eight famous sword moves!"

He does not mean that.

Although this is the truth.

But in the ears of other disciples, it seemed a bit harsh.

"I can't use the famous sword eight styles, what do you mean? Could it be that he can't use the famous sword eight styles when I'm not worthy?"

"How dare you look down on me like this!"

"Too much deceit, let's go up together and show him how powerful he is!"

After the other disciples reprimanded a few words, they drew their swords one after another and attacked Song Qingshu directly.

Seeing this scene, everyone on the stage couldn't help but feel tense.

But at this moment, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile when he saw the other disciples exerting all their strength.

In this way, there is the feeling of actual combat!

Stop laughing.

The long sword in his hand came out of the hole like a spirit snake, stabbing lightly!

Subsequently.

Chop, stab, tease, pick...

These are the most basic sword techniques.

But under the basic swordsmanship of Wu Dao Tongshen, every move is extremely concise and just right.

What's especially frightening is that each sword can change quickly when it is about to hurt other people.

With a horizontal shot from the side of the sword, the disciple was cleared out of the field unscathed.

With every sword strike, an opponent is eliminated!

There were more than 20 people, and Song Qingshu cleared more than ten people out of the arena in an instant.

The few remaining people were trembling on the ring.

"What kind of sword technique is this? How can it be so powerful?"

"There are more than 20 people, but none of them can get close to him?"

"No way! When did Song Qingshu become so powerful?"

Several people stood at the same place at a loss, and none of them dared to make another move.

And under the arena, a group of audience disciples also exclaimed again and again:

"You don't need to use a single move, just relying on basic swordsmanship, you can beat all the brothers in the ring to the point of no defense, it's too strong!"

"I didn't expect Song Qingshu to be so powerful!"

"Is this really his first actual combat? It's not like it at all!"

Three|The Great Elder stroked his beard even more, and they all expressed their amazement:

"This level of proficiency in sword control is impossible without 20 years of swordsmanship skills! Qingshu's swordsmanship talent is so high?"

"Not to mention 20 years, every sword is almost perfect, even if you have 50 years of swordsmanship, it will be difficult to do it!"

"To be able to cultivate basic swordsmanship to such a level, this kid Qingshu has a bright future!"

Hearing the exclamation of the three|great elders, Song Yuanqiao and the others were also extremely shocked.

Afterwards, everyone's eyes were full of joy.

"I thought Qing Shu would be in a hurry for the first time in actual combat, but unexpectedly, he is so handy and his performance is so amazing!"

"It seems that my Wudang is going to produce another peerless genius!"

Chapter 6 Our Wudang really has a good seedling!

"My son's talent is so powerful!"

Seeing Song Qingshu's performance in the ring, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but nodded.

It seems that my son has worked hard on this basic swordsmanship,

Song Yuanqiao was also quite surprised to see such amazing swordsmanship.

I am afraid that it is only through extremely hard training that this basic sword technique can reach this level.

I really don't know how much this kid Qingshu has suffered for this.

As expected of me, Song Yuanqiao's son.

There was a look of relief in Song Yuanqiao's eyes.

……

At this time, the remaining Wudang disciples in the ring had lost their fighting spirit, and it would be a matter of time before they were defeated by Song Qingshu.

The three elders looked at the performance of those Wudang disciples and shook their heads, but they nodded again when their eyes were on Song Qingshu.

These disciples are far from Song Qingshu.

……

Although Song Qingshu has not yet ended the battle,

But in the other arenas, Yan Chongtian, Chen Sanqing and Lingxu had already won the battle.

They also noticed the situation on Song Qingshu's side, especially when they saw Song Qingshu's performance in the ring, everyone had different expressions.

This Song Qingshu is such a sharp sword!

Surprise flashed across Chen Sanqing and Lingxu's eyes.

Song Qingshu's level of swordsmanship was enough to surprise them,

Although Song Qingshu's talent is not as good as theirs, this swordsmanship can really impress the two of them!

But Yan Chongtian was calm, and looked at Song Qingshu with disdain.

Song Qingshu is still far behind himself and others.

…………

Enough playing, it's time to end!

Song Qingshu looked at the few people who were at a loss in the ring.

I saw the long sword in his hand like a spirit snake,

Those people wanted to resist, but it was an extravagant hope for the sword in Song Qingshu's hand to meet the long sword in Song Qingshu's hand.

A flick of the sword will send a disciple out of the game...

In a blink of an eye, Song Qingshu was the only one left in the ring.

Three generations of disciples up and down the ring also looked at Song Qingshu with a touch of admiration in their eyes.

Seeing that Song Qingshu's swordsmanship has reached this level, he is convinced by him.

Yu Lianzhou and the others surrounded Song Qingshu happily.

"Qingshu! You have cultivated this basic swordsmanship to such a level, which shows that you have extraordinary talent!"

"Brother Song is secretly happy when he sees your performance."

"You can even comprehend that eight-style sword! I'm afraid your strength is far beyond what you've shown!"

Several people praised it one after another.

"It's just hard work, not to mention any talent..."

Song Qingshu said very modestly.

Yu Lianzhou and the others shook their heads.

Being able to comprehend the eight sword moves and practice the basics of swordsmanship to such an extent is enough to show Song Qingshu's excellence.

At this time, the eyes of the three elders were all looking here.

Seeing his performance and state of mind, the three elders nodded in relief.

Facing victory without arrogance or impetuosity, even now being praised so much can maintain a normal heart.

Our Wudang really has a good seedling!

The three elders are convinced.

This son will definitely have great achievements in the future...

……

quickly,

Eight arenas ended the battle one after another.

"Take a break in the middle!"

Song Yuanqiao announced loudly.

Whether it was the disciples who participated in the big competition or those who did not, they all breathed a sigh of relief and took a rest.

"The contest continues!"

Song Yuanqiao immediately announced loudly.

Then I talked about the rules of the next contest, and the draw was divided into four pairs for the contest.

The eyes of the disciples who won the ring battle before were all shining with fighting intent.

Then they went on stage to draw lots.

And Song Qingshu's eyes flashed after the lottery.

I actually got a spirit void.

Those three generations of disciples gathered around and learned that Song Qingshu had drawn Lingxu.

"This Lingxu is the disciple of Yu Sanxia! He is deeply taught by Yu Shishu's true biography! His mysterious sword technique is incomparably mysterious!"

"Brother Lingxu is calm and low-key, but his strength is definitely the best among us three generations of disciples!"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Lingxu, I'm afraid Song Qingshu will admit defeat this time."