"Ding! Downloading complete."
At the same time, a system notification sounded.
In an instant, Song Qingshu felt as if he had comprehended countless spear techniques. At the same time, a powerful and domineering spear technique was stuffed into his mind.
The Burning Prairie Spear Technique was divided into '50 Stress',' 30 Strikes 'and' 20 Needles', which was why it was also known as the Hundred Burning Prairie Strikes.
The so-called " Twenty Needles " was a set of spear techniques that targeted the acupoints of the human body. It was as delicate as an embroidery needle and was unpredictable. It was far superior to ordinary acupoints!
" Thirty Strikes " was a complete set of spear techniques. It was fine if he didn't attack, but he attacked continuously and fiercely like fire.
" Fifty Stances " were fifty different forms of individual spear stances that were suitable for different situations.
Li Ruohai had already reached an extraordinary level with this spear technique.
When he struck out with his spear, the 12-foot-long red spear in his hand could transform into thousands of fiery red spear shadows, as if it had a raging prairie fire, hence its name.
After the download was completed, Song Qingshu instantly obtained the Burning Prairie Spear Technique, which had reached the highest level, as well as Li Ruohai's countless spear techniques.
At the same time, Song Qingshu had a deep understanding of his peerless talent in spear arts, which was not inferior to Li Ruohai's.
Especially the concept of " acting according to the situation and counteracting the moves " in the 50 moves, which was quite consistent with the profundity of Taiji.
If the concept of Taiji was integrated into it, what kind of changes would happen?
As he thought of this, Song Qingshu's mind immediately surged with ideas, and a set of profound spear techniques appeared in his mind.
Before Song Qingshu could think it through…
At this moment, a group of people in green and martial arts uniforms charged into the inn aggressively.
"The Qingcheng Monastery is in charge of business.”
The leader, a middle-aged man with a curly beard, stepped forward and shouted loudly.
This person was the leader of the Qingcheng Monastery's Eighteen Mile Shop branch, Yu Zhenshan.
Yu Zhenshan's shout contained an incomparably deep inner force. It immediately shook the shopkeeper and the waiter, causing their faces to turn pale. Their bodies trembled, and they did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Some customers who didn't know what was going on also shrunk their necks and hid in the corner of the wall, afraid that they would be implicated.
Only Song Qingshu, the mysterious girl beside him, and Li Ruohai, who was not far away, were left sitting at the table, eating and drinking.
"Chapter Leader, that kid drinking over there is Song Qingshu!”
A servant immediately walked to Aftershock Mountain and reported to him.
"He's Song Qingshu?"
Seeing Song Qingshu look like he was fourteen or fifteen years old, with fair skin and handsome looks, Yu Zhenshan couldn't help but be stunned.
Who would have thought that such a gentle kid was actually the murderer of the Four Heroes of Green City?
"Humph! You still dare to sit here when you see me? Do you really think I'm made of mud?”
"All of you, attack!"
"Whoever takes the head of this kid will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!”
Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men.
With Yu Zhenshan's order, the Qingcheng Monastery's disciples immediately set up layers of sword formations and surrounded Song Qingshu's table.
"Kill them!"
With a furious roar filled with murderous intent, the disciples of the Qingcheng Monastery brandished their swords and stabbed at Song Qingshu.
The airtight attack was unstoppable!
Song Qingshu stomped his feet and escaped the attack of the Qingcheng Monastery's disciples.
The young girl's figure was like a ghost as she flashed out of the encirclement.
"These people are all mine. Don't attack!”
Song Qingshu said to the young girl, then picked up a long stick from the wall of the inn.
The long stick was made of ebony. It was as thick as two fingers and more than ten feet long. It was well-proportioned from top to bottom and shiny.
This long staff was heavy and could be used as a spear to hone his newly comprehended spear technique!
This kind of long stick was usually used by taverns and inns to deal with those who called for flowers and freeloaders. It was called the dog beating stick.
Using it to deal with the motley crew of the Qingcheng Sect was also extremely ingenious.
"It's indeed very appropriate to beat a dog with a stick!”
Song Qingshu couldn't help but mutter to himself playfully.
However, these words still fell into the ears of the people of Qingcheng Monastery.
"Damn it! How dare you call us dogs! Tear him into pieces!"
Yu Zhenshan immediately flew into a rage and roared ferociously.
He had roamed the martial world for decades, but this was the first time he had met someone who dared to humiliate him like this!
All the disciples heard the order and immediately attacked together again.
Song Qingshu took a bow stance, and a black moon appeared with the dog beating stick in his hand. Then, he stabbed, flicked, swept, and hacked with his spear!
The few disciples who had gotten close to Song Qingshu had already been sent flying by the long dog batons.
At the same time, Song Qingshu retracted his bow stance and changed his footwork.
With every step he took, the dog baton in his hand struck out several attacks!
Each and every one of them was exquisite and impossible to guard against!
In just a few breaths of time, the dozens of Green City disciples were either dead or seriously injured, all falling under the dog beating stick!
"Hmm?"
At this time, Li Ruohai, who had been calm and collected, finally changed his expression.
He studied spear techniques so well that he could tell at a glance that Song Qingshu's moves were more or less similar to his Burning Prairie Spear Technique!
However, the strange thing was that the spear technique Song Qingshu used could be both soft and hard. It was also very different from his Burning Prairie Spear Technique. In terms of technique, it was much more ingenious!
What shocked him even more was that even though Song Qingshu's attacks were as he pleased, each of his strikes was almost perfect!
Without twenty years of spear arts, it was impossible to achieve such perfection!
Looking at his age, he was only 14 or 15 years old. Could it be that he had started to hone his spear technique in his mother's womb?
Such talent was simply terrifying!
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