On the other side,
Yan Chongtian had already finished his battle.
As the number one disciple of the third generation,
Yan Chongtian was the only one among the third-generation disciples who had reached the Xiantian Realm.
When the third generation disciple saw that he had drawn Yan Chongtian, he immediately surrendered.
After all, there was no need for him to resist against a Xiantian expert…
" Is this the Eight Sword Styles?"
Yan Chongtian narrowed his eyes.
After the battle ended, he noticed the arena where Chen Sanqing and Song Qingshu were.
After all, the one who won would be his opponent.
Seeing the power of Song Qingshu's Dual Swords,
Yan Chongtian was also surprised.
Previously, when he had heard Song Qingshu learn the Eight Strokes of the Sword, his ears had grown calluses.
However, he did not pay much attention to it.
Now, it seemed that Song Qingshu was worthy of his attention. The Eight Sword Styles was indeed extraordinary.
……
"Senior Brother Chen, thank you for letting me win!"
"Junior Brother Song is the one who gave in!"
……
As soon as Song Qingshu left the arena, Yan Chongtian stood in front of him.
"Hmm?"
Song Qingshu frowned slightly.
Yan Chongtian was obviously here for him. What was it?
"Song Qingshu, I will definitely defeat you in the final battle!”
Yan Chongtian looked at Song Qingshu and said calmly.
Although Song Qingshu's Eight Strokes of the Famous Sword was extraordinary, he was still not a threat to a mere Postliminary Realm martial artist.
Hearing this,
Shock flashed across the eyes of the other disciples.
"Senior Brother Yan has always been arrogant and doesn't take the initiative to talk to others. He actually…"
"I didn't expect that even Senior Brother Yan would care about Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu should be proud of himself!”
"I'm afraid this is the first time Senior Brother Yan has personally spoken to a third generation disciple!”
Many of the third-generation disciples exclaimed.
Even Yan Chongtian's master, Daoist Kumu, was surprised.
"Oh? It seemed like Chong Tian viewed Song Qingshu as a formidable opponent!”
Daoist Kumu slowly stroked his beard.
He looked at Song Qingshu with surprise in his eyes.
"Yan Zhongtian is very capable. It's a good thing that Qing Shu is his rival!”
Song Yuanqiao's eyes flashed with praise.
Yan Chongtian was the number one disciple of the third generation of Wudang Sect!
To reach the Connate Realm at such a young age, one could imagine his talent.
"Not bad! It was said that Yan Chongtian was too arrogant, but Qing Shu was able to attract his attention. It was obvious that Yan Chongtian approved of Qing Shu!”
Yu Lianzhou nodded.
"That's right, this is a good thing!"
The other seven heroes also nodded.
Song Qingshu glanced at Yan Chongtian, who was blocking his way, and slowly shook his head.
"I'm afraid I'll disappoint Senior Brother Yan."
Song Qingshu said calmly.
Although Yan Chongtian's cultivation had reached the early stage of the Connate Realm, he might not be stronger than him!
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Yan Chongtian frowned slightly.
He hadn't expected Song Qingshu to be so arrogant!
"I hope so!"
Yan Chongtian said unhappily.
……
At this moment,
Song Yuanqiao also announced loudly to everyone.
"The final battle of the martial arts competition will be held in seven days. All of you go back and recuperate, and prepare for the final battle!”
As soon as he finished speaking,
The Wudang Sect disciples dispersed one after another.
The Wudang Seven Heroes immediately surrounded Song Qingshu.
Especially Song Yuanqiao, his eyes were filled with smiles as he looked at his son.
"You've given me quite a few surprises!”
Song Yuanqiao's eyes carried a hint of gratification.
He had thought that Qing Shu would have stage fright in his first battle, but he did not expect to achieve such results.
Even Chen Sanqing and Ling Xu had been defeated by this son.
My heart is very comforted to have a son like this!
"Qing Shu! Look at how happy big brother is. We're also happy to see your performance!”
Yu Lianzhou teased.
"To be able to defeat Ling Xu, even an ordinary Xiantian expert wouldn't be afraid!”
Yu Daiyan praised.
The others also stepped forward to praise him.
"I was just lucky!"
Song Qingshu replied humbly.
It was time for him to prepare for the final battle. After all, he could not underestimate Yan Chongtian.
After some communication,
Song Qingshu had also arrived at the back of Wudang Mountain.
Looking at the scenery at the back of the mountain, a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
"Phew!"
Song Qingshu slowly exhaled.
Now that the decisive battle was imminent, he could not rely on this Eighth Sword Style alone to deal with the enemy.
As for martial arts?
Song Qingshu had already made his choice.
"Soft Palm!"
Song Qingshu's eyes lit up.
He had come to the back of Wudang Mountain to train his Soft Palm so that he could have 100% control over it!
After all, the Soft Palm was relatively simple among the many martial arts, and it was also the easiest to practice.
The soft palm technique mainly uses the palm.
The circulation was as smooth as cotton, and the movements were continuous. The palm technique circulated into a ring, extending his hand and softening it with the opponent's strength!
Although it was not a very profound martial art, its concept was not shallow.
After he strengthened it, perhaps this cotton palm would become even more powerful.
At that time, he would have absolute confidence!
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