"Qing Shu, why aren't you practicing martial arts early in the morning?”
Just as Song Qingshu was thinking of ways to find Song Yuanqiao, a dignified voice sounded from behind him.
Song Qingshu looked in the direction of the voice. It was a middle-aged man with a square face, a beard, and a Daoist robe.
Under the effect of the system, the man's information also appeared.
song yuanqiao
[Cultivation: Early Xiantian expert]
Age: 51 years old.
[Martial Arts: Wudang Nine Yang Skill, Wudang Sword Technique, Soft Palm]
[Sword Dao Talent: High-grade.]
This was Song Yuanqiao!
It was only high-grade Sword Dao talent. It was no wonder that Song Yuanqiao did not make a decent name for himself in the martial arts world at his age.
In fact, his cultivation base was not even comparable to Yu Lianzhou, who was more than ten years younger than him.
However, this level of talent was not bad for the current Song Qingshu.
After all, how difficult was it to find a person with top-grade or even peerless talent?
Moreover, under the system's harsh download conditions, it was even more difficult to successfully download martial arts and talents.
On the other hand, it was much more convenient for Song Yuanqiao to download his talent and martial arts.
Furthermore, Song Yuanqiao still had the most compatible Soft Palm on him!
"Father, I feel that practicing martial arts like this is like building a car behind closed doors and talking about military strategies on paper. You won't be able to make any progress at all.”
"Why don't you practice martial arts with me? That way, I can also gain some inspiration from it!”
As he thought about it, Song Qingshu had an idea. He went to Song Yuanqiao's side and pulled his arm.
"Ding! The target has entered the download range. Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill, Wudang Sword Technique, Soft Palm. [Downloaded Talents: Sword Dao Talent: High grade. Please select the download option."
"You can download an additional ten years of Song Yuanqiao's cultivation!”
"The download will take two hours, and the range is three meters. If you exceed the range, the download will be interrupted.”
" Please select a download project!"
Oh? He could even download ten years of cultivation?
Song Qingshu was pleasantly surprised when he heard the system notification.
This was a pleasant surprise!
"Downloading the Soft Palm and ten years of cultivation!"
How could Song Qingshu let such a good opportunity slip away?
Of course, it was to download!
Among Song Yuanqiao's martial arts, the Soft Palm was the most compatible with him. If he didn't use a peerless talent, wouldn't he be crazy?
Of course, he chose the Soft Palm!
"Ding! The system has detected that the host has an instant download opportunity. Would you like to use it immediately?”
"I won't use it!"
How could Song Qingshu waste such a good opportunity on Song Yuanqiao?
Two hours of download time. If he couldn't hold on to others, could he not hold on to his cheap "biological father"?
He had to be entangled by both coaxing and pestering.
He was determined to obtain this martial arts technique and power.
Even if Jesus came, he couldn't stop him!
"Begin download! Downloading progress 0.01%, 0.02%, 0.03%…"
Hearing the slow download speed, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be speechless.
The internet speed during the 2008 Olympic Games was faster than yours!
"Humph! Have you mastered the eighteen basic sword techniques?”
"You haven't even learned how to walk, and you're already thinking of learning how to run?”
"Go back and practice your martial arts. If I see you running around again, I'll serve you in the detention room!”
Who knew that Song Yuanqiao wouldn't give him any face at all? He shook off Song Qingshu's hand and was about to turn around and leave.
"Hey, don't, Dad! I can guarantee that as long as you are willing to train with me, if I don't make any progress, I will be punished by you!”
"As long as you're willing to practice martial arts with me, I'll definitely be able to surpass even Second Uncle, let alone you!”
Song Qingshu saw that Song Yuanqiao was about to leave, so he pulled Song Yuanqiao back and patted his chest.
Song Qingshu was well-versed in Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber. He knew that among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Yu Lianzhou had the highest cultivation level, Yin Liting had the highest cultivation level, and Zhang Cuishan had the highest comprehension level.
And Song Yuanqiao himself was a person who had high hopes for his son to become successful. With these words, Song Yuanqiao most likely couldn't refuse.
"Oh? You said it yourself!"
"Since that's the case, I'll train with you!”
"If I can't see any progress, then you'll have to obediently practice martial arts with your fellow disciples in the future!”
Song Yuanqiao saw that Song Qingshu was being proactive for once. Although he reprimanded Song Qingshu verbally, he was very gratified in his heart, and he agreed with a smile.
"Father, don't worry! I won't let you down!"
Seeing Song Yuanqiao agree, Song Qingshu was delighted.
Then, the two of them found an empty place.
"Be careful!"
As Song Yuanqiao spoke, he drew his sword and stabbed at Song Qingshu.
Although he had only used less than a tenth of his strength, this sword was still incomparably sharp and swift for Song Qingshu!
Song Qingshu hurriedly took a step back and swung his sword to block Song Yuanqiao's sword.
Although he blocked Song Yuanqiao's sword, his arm was numb from the shock, and his sword almost slipped out of his hand.
"That's it?"
Song Yuanqiao said in amusement.
"Again!"
Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and turned from defense to offense. He raised his sword and slashed at Song Yuanqiao.
Two hours of coaxing and pestering finally passed.
"Ding! Downloading complete!"
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