Song Yuanqiao looked at Hua Feng suspiciously, and the latter immediately affirmed,""Martial Uncle, I swear that everything I said is true. If I lie, my strength will forever remain at the second-rate realm.”
This was ruthless!
As a martial artist, who didn't dream of improving their strength quickly?
When Song Yuanqiao heard Hua Feng's words, he immediately knew that the latter was not lying.
In other words, there was really a servant disciple who had cultivated the Wudang sword technique to the point of perfection?
Hiss…
Song Yuanqiao took a deep breath to calm himself down.
The Wudang Swordsmanship was the most basic swordsmanship of the Wudang Sect.
However, even he, the substitute sect leader, had only reached the level of great success.
Of course, part of the reason was that he had given up on cultivating the most basic sword technique of the Wudang Sect when he had a better sword technique later on.
However, if he touched his conscience, if he had not given up at that time, perhaps he would have been able to cultivate the Wudang Swordsmanship to the point of perfection now.
But could the two be the same?
He had been cultivating for decades, while Tang Long had only been cultivating for a little more than three years.
"Could it be that this person has talent in the Dao of the Sword?”
After thinking about it, Song Yuanqiao felt that this was the only reason that made sense.
"Hua Feng, tomorrow you and your Senior Brother Gu will go to the Chores Hall personally. If the situation is true, let him enter the training hall directly.”
As the Wudang Sect's substitute sect master, Song Yuanqiao was usually very busy.
Although Hua Feng's words did not seem to be fake, no matter how talented that servant disciple called Tang Long was, he was still a servant disciple. It was not up to him, the substitute sect master, to take the time to specially ask.
"Yes, sir!"
Hearing this, Hua Feng's eyes flashed with joy.
Huafeng's Senior Brother Gu was called Gu Xuzi, and he was a disciple of Yu Daiyan, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.
……
Tang Long, who had just obtained a fifth-grade talent, could not wait to cultivate the Wudang Heart Technique. He wanted to see how much stronger a fifth-grade talent was compared to a third-grade talent.
He had no idea that his performance in the afternoon had already alarmed Song Yuanqiao.
As he cultivated the Wudang Heart Technique, his robe began to flutter not long after.
Fifteen minutes later, Tang Long opened his eyes happily."A fifth-grade talent's cultivation speed is indeed fast. This cultivation speed is at least twice that of a third-grade talent.”
"No wonder I had been cultivating so hard before, but I was still left behind by those cunning disciples.
Talent is too important."
Tang Long sighed and immediately went back into cultivation mode.
Cultivation also required a certain degree of relaxation.
Tang Long cultivated until late at night. When he felt that the zhenqi in his body had become stronger, he returned to his dormitory and slept on his big bed.
The next day, Tang Long had just finished his breakfast and was about to chop firewood to complete his task for the day when he heard a commotion not far away.
Then, he heard Ye Hao's joyful shout.
"Senior Brother Tang, Senior Brother Tang, hurry up and go to the arena. Senior Brother Hua and Senior Brother Gu from the Martial Arts Hall are here.
It is said that Senior Brother Hua saw you defeating Zhang Han yesterday. Today, the two of them are here to test you. As long as you pass the test, you will be able to enter the martial arts hall smoothly.”
Ye Hao ran over, panting. He looked at Tang Long with envy.
The martial arts hall not only meant that he did not have to do anything, but it also meant that his strength had further obtained the recognition of the sect.
Which servant disciple of the servant hall did not yearn for it?
Now that Tang Long had the chance to enter the martial arts hall, they were all green with envy.
……
On the arena.
"You're Tang Long?"
"That's right, it's him. There's no mistake.”
Before Tang Long could answer Gu Xuzi's question, Hua Feng had already answered for him.
"Don't be nervous. I heard from Junior Martial Brother Hua that your swordsmanship is very impressive. Come, show us your swordsmanship. As long as it's true, I'll bring you into the training hall immediately.”
Gu Xuzi said.
Tang Long took a deep breath.
To be honest, he was very excited when he heard that Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi had personally come to the Martial Arts Hall to assess him.
It was as if someone came to give him a pillow when he was sleepy.
Yesterday, he was still thinking about how to enter the martial arts hall. He did not expect that someone would specially come to give him an assessment today.
He had seen the assessment to enter the martial arts hall no less than five times.
When he came, he felt that he could maintain his composure. However, when he walked onto the stage and thought that he would be able to enter the martial arts hall soon, his heart could not help but surge.
After taking a few deep breaths, Tang Long calmed down completely. Then, without any hesitation, he walked to the weapon rack and pulled out a green steel sword.
When the Green Steel Sword was in his hand, Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi were shocked to find that Tang Long's aura had changed.
Swoosh--
As soon as the green steel sword was drawn, a few sword flowers appeared.
Wudang's swordsmanship was very simple, and there was not much difference between it and modern martial arts.
Shua Shua Shua--
The sword in Tang Long's hand was getting faster and faster. His aura was fierce and his sword skills were flowing like water.
Every move and stance seemed to be made by nature. Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi could not help but be immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.
" Senior Brother Hua, Senior Brother Gu-"
It was not until Tang Long had finished performing the entire set of sword techniques and saw that Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi had not woken up for a long time that he came back to his senses. He called out three times.
Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
This sword technique…was as perfect as art.
Even their respective masters had never seen such a perfect sword technique.
As for Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng, they were sorry, but they had not had the honor to see Zhang Sanfeng display his sword technique.
Not far away, Zhang Han's pupils constricted.
Yesterday, he had indeed lost, but after thinking about it, he felt that Tang Long had played tricks. If he had to do it again, the outcome might be different.
Today, it seemed that this was not the case at all.
Even if he did it ten or a hundred times, he would still lose in the end.
He was convinced.
As for the other servant disciples, even if they were not strong enough or knowledgeable enough, as long as they were not blind, they knew that Tang Long's sword technique was very impressive.
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