Ding!
Du Sansheng's ears kept ringing with the system's notification.
Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the achievement of 30 million people, causing 2 million people to successfully develop an interest in opera. Reward: "Ambush from All Sides" dance master level experience, master level vertical flute level
Congratulations to the host for obtaining the recognition of a top-notch Chinese music master. The host is rewarded with master-level erhu and suona skills, and has obtained a master-level piece,"Liang Zhu."
Congratulations to the host for creating a master-level work,"The Drunken Concubine", which has been recognized by the entire Dragon Country. The reward is proficiency in 100 plays.
Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the achievement of 35 million people, causing 3 million people to be interested in classical dance. You have obtained the mastery of swordsmanship and calligraphy at the master level.
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In the room, Du Sansheng was beaming with joy.
The rewards this time were the most generous.
Works like "Ambush on All Sides" and "Liang Zhu" were still fine. Although they were also rare rewards, once they appeared, they were enough to cause a sensation in the entire Dragon Country. However, in Du Sansheng's eyes, they were just an addition.
As long as he was given time, according to his memories from his previous life, he could bring all the classics from that world over and shine in this world, creating glory.
It was nothing more than using his hands and brain.
However, a large wave of Master level experience and standards were priceless.
No matter how powerful a genius was, he would need at least ten years of hard work to become a master. Strength, luck, patience…all of them were indispensable.
The Master level experience and skills rewarded by the system made up for the preciousness.
Invisible wealth was the rarest.
However, Du Sansheng was most surprised. He was proficient in a hundred plays and a master of swordplay.
The opera was broad and profound, and there were many schools. Kunqu opera, Huangmei opera, Beijing opera, Henan opera, Bangzi... a hundred flowers bloomed.
This proficiency in opera allowed him to be proficient in hundreds of opera styles. Coupled with his master-level singing, it was enough for him to become a master of opera.
In the entire history of the Dragon Country, it was also unprecedented.
Once it was released, it would be enough for him to truly ascend to the top of the Dragon Country's folk arts.
In the future, he would be able to play any opera at will.
As for Master Level Sword Principle, Du Sansheng was even more surprised.
Martial arts, along with opera, calligraphy, painting, and Go, were also the quintessence of the Dragon Country.
Many foreigners regarded martial arts as the symbol of the Dragon Country.
However, until today, the inheritance of martial arts in the Dragon Country had withered. Even the famous sects had incomplete inheritances.
In addition, martial arts emphasized on training in the winter and the summer.
This was a skill that was even more difficult than opera.
The young people nowadays couldn't even endure the usual hardships, let alone the hardships of practicing martial arts.
And martial arts placed the most emphasis on basic skills.
The large sects could not recruit talented disciples, and the martial arts experts that were popular in the world were mostly just for show.
It's just a show, it can't stand being beaten.
Without seeing a true expert, martial arts, the essence of martial arts, would gradually decline.
On the contrary, Taekwondo and Muay Thai from outside became popular and blossomed everywhere in the Dragon Country.
The big guy developed.
This was the tragedy of the Dragon Country!
The system's reward would allow Du Sansheng to instantly become a Master Swordsman.
He became a rare martial arts master in the Dragon Country.
Every man had a chuunibyou soul and a martial arts heart hidden in his heart.
When they were young, they dreamed of traveling the world with their swords.
Happy to repay kindness and revenge, strong martial arts.
Du Sansheng was no exception.
Martial arts!
It was the most ancient culture of the Dragon Country, the quintessence of the country through the ages.
In the era of cold weapons, he had protected the land of the Dragon Country for thousands of years.
In the past, he was helpless.
A weak scholar.
Now, since he had the ability.
If there was a chance, he would definitely travel the world with his sword and show off his martial arts soul.
Let the Dragon Country's martial arts shock the world again.
This caused the national essence that countless Dragon Country people regretted to bloom again and shine brightly.
"System, accept the reward!"
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Just as Du Sansheng was overwhelmed with emotions and immersed in the pleasure of receiving the system reward, in the suburbs of the capital.
In a spacious villa with a quiet environment.
In the huge basement.
Bright white light reflected the shadows on the wall.
A figure holding a long whip was lashing at another person kneeling on the ground.
Pa ~~!
The sound of whipping echoed.
There was a crisp collision sound and an ear-piercing cry of pain.
The people who heard it felt their blood boil, and their blood was clamoring.
The whip was swung faster and faster.
He released his suppressed emotions to his heart's content.
Half an hour later.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the basement door.
"What's the matter? Why do you dare to disturb me at this time?”
"You better give me a reason that can convince me. Otherwise, I don't mind letting you have a taste of the whip!”
"Besides, the son pays for the father's debt. He's suffering for you, isn't he?”
He looked at the gentle young master, but his image had changed drastically. His expression was sinister, the veins on his face were bulging, and his expression was crazy. He was emitting an unfriendly aura.
Even though it wasn't the first time the green-robed middle-aged man had seen him, he was still trembling in fear.
His voice trembled as he spoke.
"Young Master!"
" Bai Wuchen is here!"
Hearing this, the young man's expression turned ugly. He used all his strength to whip the kneeling young man.
After slapping the person until his skin and flesh split open, he screamed in pain.
The young man was delighted by this roar. His brows furrowed, and his mood improved a little.
He threw away the bloody whip in his hand.
He strode out.
The green-robed middle-aged man looked at the injured youth on the ground with a pained expression.
Demons!
Worse than a beast!
His body trembled when he met his youngest son's vicious and cold gaze.
He turned around and left the place in a hurry.
He chased after the young man.
Only the stubborn young man was left. He fell to the ground with a thud. There was blood at the corner of his mouth as he smiled bleakly.
His face was filled with despair.
If Tan Miaomiao was here, she would definitely recognize him.
The young man who looked like a madman just now was the famous Young Master Wushuang of Pear Garden Jie. Bai Wushuang.
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At this moment.
In the brightly lit living room.
Bai Wushuang, who had changed into a white robe, had returned to his spotless appearance.
He stared at the young man opposite him with an unfriendly expression.
"What are you doing here?"
His voice was cold and stern.
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