F * ck, what was going on?
The result was too unexpected. It took the disciples of the two sects a few seconds to react.
However, Song Qingshu did not let him off easily. Taking advantage of the fact that Chen Youliang was still in a daze from his kick, Song Qingshu threw a punch at him.
He did not use any moves or internal strength.
Like a gangster fighting, Song Qingshu beat up Chen Youliang like crazy.
A punch to the left, a punch to the right.
He beat Chen Youliang up so badly that even his mother couldn't recognize him.
"Why are you still standing there? Qing Feng, Ming Yue, Liu Yun, all of you, attack and beat up these Shaolin monks together! If there's anything, I'll take responsibility!"
Song Qingshu bellowed, his attacks becoming even fiercer.
The Wudang Sect disciples reacted quickly. In addition, Song Qingshu had beaten up the strongest opponent, Chen Youliang, until his face was swollen and black. His aura immediately rose.
Soon, there was only a group of young Shaolin monks lying on the ground moaning.
Under Song Qingshu's leadership, Shaolin Temple had suffered a crushing defeat.
"Get lost! If you dare to cause trouble in Wudang Sect again, I will tie you up and strip you naked to tour the town. I will let everyone see the true colors of Shaolin monks!”
After winning, Song Qingshu threw Chen Youliang, who was like a dead dog, out and said some harsh words.
The Wudang Sect disciples all looked at Song Qingshu with admiration.
This time, he had done well.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the Divine Level selection and obtaining the talent reward of the Divine Condor Hero, Yang Guo!”
As the system notification rang out, Song Qingshu felt a cool sensation in his head.
Immediately after, he entered a state of clarity.
In that instant, Song Qingshu experienced another ten years.
He had already imprinted all of Song Qingshu's experiences since he was ten years old into his mind.
In just a few seconds, Song Qingshu had gone from a 21st century person who knew nothing about martial arts to a third-rate expert in the Heavenly Realm.
After that day, Song Qingshu became the role model for the third generation disciples of Wudang. All the third generation disciples addressed him respectfully as Eldest Senior Brother.
After experiencing Song Qingshu's violent beating, Chen Youliang never came to Wudang again.
The private fight between the disciples of the two sects once again fell into a kind of balance. After Song Qingshu beat up these Shaolin disciples who caused trouble more than ten times, the foot of Wudang Mountain finally quieted down.
Three years passed very quickly. After Song Qingshu obtained the talent of the Condor Hero Yang Guo, his cultivation could be said to have progressed by leaps and bounds.
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"Qing Shu, do you have time to accompany your second uncle down the mountain? Your great master is going to celebrate his hundredth birthday soon. Have you thought about what gift to prepare for him? He dotes on you the most?"
In the True Martial Hall on Mount Wudang, a tall, thin, and muscular man in his forties was smiling at a young man.
The burly man looked stern and serious, but he couldn't help but tease the young man when he saw him.
"Damn it, I almost forgot. Old Zhang's 100th birthday is in two months. It's alright!"
The young man muttered in his heart.
However, at this moment, an extremely familiar voice sounded in his mind.
"Host, you are about to begin your journey to the martial world. Please make the following choices!”
"Option 1: Go down the mountain with Yu Lianzhou and begin your first step in the martial arts world. He was rewarded with a martial arts novice gift bag!”
"Option two, continue to stay in Wudang and be an obedient third-generation disciple. Hide in Wudang Mountain and become the future traitor of Wudang!”
Damn it, even without your options, I know what to do.
On Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, Zhang Cuishan returned to Wudang with his wife and children.
It was extremely lively along the way, with all kinds of ghosts and monsters moving out.
Of course, he couldn't be missing-Song Qingshu!
"Second Uncle, don't mess around. You're the second most powerful expert in Wudang Mountain. Why are you smiling at me like this? Aren't you afraid that your serious image will be seen by the other disciples?”
Song Qingshu didn't show Yu Lianzhou the respect that a junior would show his elder. Instead, he smiled.
It had been three years since he transmigrated to this world, and he had long gotten used to life here.
When he thought about Song Qingshu's background, he couldn't help but sigh. How could the future sect master of Wudang have fallen so easily?
Could it be that he could only watch the beautiful women throw themselves into Zhang Wuji's arms one by one?
Did he have to be a traitor to Wudang?
Could it be that he could only watch Zhu Yuanzhang become the founding emperor while he died tragically?
No, I must change!
Song Qingshu was speechless as he looked at Yu Lianzhou.
Damn it, in the original novel, you crippled Song Qingshu. I didn't expect you to be so close to me now.
Ever since he obtained the talent of the Condor Hero Yang Guo, he had been working very hard to cultivate the Wudang Heart Technique and martial arts.
In addition to the appearance of the transmigrator's golden finger, the god-level selection system, his confidence increased greatly.
Three years had passed, and his martial arts was far ahead of the third-generation disciples.
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