On this day.
The atmosphere on Wudang Mountain became more solemn. This was the first disciple competition for the third generation of disciples. He was also the leader of Wudang Mountain who chose this generation of disciples to go down the mountain to gain experience.
The sounds of martial arts practice on Wudang Mountain had disappeared, and the sounds of scriptures being read had also disappeared.
Even the disciples guarding the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall on the entire Wudang Mountain went to watch the upcoming disciple competition.
All the decorations in the venue were also full of unique Yin and Yang fish.
However, there was a path that led directly to the True Martial Hall on the top of Wudang Mountain.
This was the place where the sun and moon met on the entire Wudang Mountain. It was far away from the place where Zhang Sanfeng was in seclusion.
This seat was the most sacred place in the hearts of countless disciples. It was the seat where the second-generation disciples listened to Zhang Sanfeng's lectures.
Whether it was the third or fourth generation disciples, they were all looking at that place with strong desire in their eyes.
A bell rang, and the second-generation disciples all walked out onto the martial lecture stage. They spread out in a row and looked at the growing Wudang Mountain. The six second-generation disciples seemed to have an unspeakable sadness.
Other than Song Yuanqiao, the other five sat down one after another. Among them, Yu Lianzhou was pushing the crippled Yu Daiyan. There was even an empty chair. All the disciples knew that it was reserved for Zhang Sanfeng's fifth disciple, Zhang Cuishan.
Six of the Wudang Seven Heroes had appeared. They were all second-generation disciples and heroes of the present age.
The missing fifth disciple, Zhang Cuishan, had disappeared from the martial world for more than ten years with Golden Fur Lion King and Yin Susu, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Eagle Cult.
Priest Long Wind, Priest Kumu, and Priest Mu, the three elders, sat behind the six of them with serious faces.
Apart from selecting the leader of the third generation of disciples, the purpose of holding this competition was to use this competition to stimulate more disciples and make Wudang Mountain prosperous forever.
The third-generation disciples stood below.
Three of them were the most outstanding.
The number one disciple of the third generation, Yan Chongtian, the Eight Swords Flying Frost, Chen Sanqing, and the most steady, Ling Xu.
Chen Sanqing and Ling Xu were at the late-stage of the Postnatal Realm.
Yan Chongtian was at the early stage of the Connate Realm.
The cheers were extremely loud.
Song Yuanqiao used his internal strength to make his voice sound.
His voice was like a great bell as he said,
" Disciples, be quiet!!"
The disciples who were originally noisy became solemn and quiet as their gazes gathered on Song Yuanqiao.
Looking at the disciples who had quieted down, Song Yuanqiao continued.
"In this competition between the third generation disciples, all of you should know the so-called reason. Therefore, in this competition, we hope that the third generation disciples will use their own strength to prove their status. Next, I will explain the rules of the competition.”
"All disciples will be divided into eight arenas for the free-for-all.”
"Until there is only one person left in each arena, it will be the winner of the arena.”
"After that, the eight to four, four to two, and the final battle will be held!”
"The winner of the final battle will be the champion of this martial arts tournament!”
"Any objections?"
"No objections!" All the disciples replied in unison.”
At this moment, Song Qingshu arrived. He quickly walked to the martial lecture stage and stood beside the five martial uncles.
He said to Song Yuanqiao,"Sorry, I was too engrossed in my sword practice and was late."”
However, all the martial uncles were stunned.
They had discovered that Song Qingshu had already reached the late Houtian stage!
She asked excitedly after she came back to her senses.
Not only was he happy that he had reached the Postnatal realm, but he was also worried that Song Qingshu had cultivated evil internal energy in order to obtain strength.
"Qing Shu, you've already reached the Postliminary Realm?”
"Qing Shu, weren't you still at the early stage of the Hou Tian Realm some time ago?”
"Qing Shu, did you eat some evil medicine? Quickly let Sixth Martial Uncle take a look!”
"Qing Shu, did you have a master to guide you, that's why you improved so quickly?”
Everyone was talking at once, and Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh.
Song Qingshu thought.
"So many uncles care and love me so much. I can be considered to have gathered thousands of dotes on me. If I can make good use of these resources, how can my future achievements be low?”
Song Qingshu didn't hide anything from his uncles.
"Martial Uncles, Qing Shu was lucky enough to learn the Eight Strokes of the Famous Sword, and his internal strength increased greatly. I disappeared for the past seven days to familiarize myself with my increased internal strength and to consolidate the Eight Strokes of the Famous Sword!”
Among them, Yu Daiyan said," Qingshu, don't lie to us. You're Eldest Senior Brother's son, and we all treat you as our own.”
The other martial uncles nodded in agreement.
Seeing that he could not explain himself, he could only look at his father and hope that he would explain.
Song Yuanqiao laughed loudly and said," Alright, alright. Qing Shu did indeed obtain the sword technique of the Eight Strokes of the Famous Sword. Moreover, I was also shocked when I saw it back then. I didn't expect that my son would be able to comprehend the sword technique that even Master didn't comprehend.”
"Everyone, there's no need to boast too much, lest this brat's tail becomes arrogant!”
Everyone, including the three elders behind them, heard Song Qingshu and Song Yuanqiao's words and were greatly surprised.
"Ten years ago, Farbridge was already famous in the martial world in his twenties. Now that he has a dragon son, he is even more outstanding.”
"Who says so? Even our disciples don't have such talent, right?”
Song Qingshu smiled."
"Of course, because I couldn't comprehend it, I almost went berserk. My Qi and blood rushed backward and I fainted. Later, because I was unwilling to accept it, I went to cultivate again and found that I was connected.”
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