Seeing the disciples join forces to attack Song Qingshu, Song Yuanqiao and the others on the martial arts platform felt their hearts tighten.
They were all worried for Song Qingshu.
Although Song Qingshu had forced a disciple back with a single palm strike, more than twenty people were attacking him together!
However, unlike Song Yuanqiao, who had a worried expression on his face, Song Qingshu stood on the stage with his sword in hand. His heart was calm.
This was the feeling of actual combat!
Narrowing his eyes, Song Qingshu took a slight step forward, and his longsword shot out like a snake!
Swoosh!
On the arena, a sword light suddenly appeared!
The long sword in Song Qingshu's hand was extremely nimble, and his movements were natural and pleasing to the eye.
It was the Wudang Swordsmanship!
However, Song Qingshu's Wudang Sword Style had already been upgraded to Level 10 through the system, and it had been strengthened in all aspects.
The power, speed, and integration of each move had reached an astonishing level.
Chop, stab, pick, chop, every movement was smooth and natural.
What was even more terrifying was that Song Qingshu could quickly change his moves when he was about to hurt someone.
He used his sword to swat his opponent out of the arena without any injuries.
Each sword strike would eliminate an opponent!
Soon, there were less than ten people left in the arena.
The rest of the people were trembling, unable to hide their shock.
"This is the Wudang Swordsmanship? Why is it so powerful?"
"More than twenty people actually couldn't get close to him?”
"When did Song Qingshu become so strong?”
Song Qingshu looked at the disciples on the stage who did not dare to move, a smile on his face.
Ding-dong. Obtained 77 Shock Points from Yan Xing.
Ding-dong. Obtained 58 Shock Points from Huang Gui.
Ding-dong. Obtained 66 shock points from Yu Jingyi.
...
The system's voice kept ringing out in his mind, and it sounded like heavenly music to Song Qingshu's ears.
The spectating disciples below the arena also exclaimed,"
"It's just the basic Wudang sword technique, but Song Qingshu's performance is unpredictable!”
"Is this really his first actual battle? It doesn't look like it at all!"
The three elders stroked their beards and clicked their tongues in wonder.
"Qing Shu's proficiency in the Wudang Sword Style is already very high. Without ten to twenty years of foundation in the sword style, it would be difficult to achieve it.”
"Hehe, let alone ten or twenty years, just the smooth flow of sword moves and the ability to combine sword moves to create new ones would probably be difficult to achieve without fifty years of sword skill foundation!”
"To be able to cultivate the Wudang sword technique to such a level, Qing Shu's future is boundless!”
Hearing the three elders 'exclamations, Song Yuanqiao and the others were also incomparably shocked.
Then, the few of them looked at each other, their eyes filled with joy.
"I originally thought that this was Qing Shu's first real battle and was afraid that he would be flustered. I didn't expect his performance to be so stunning!”
"Looks like another peerless genius will appear in our Wudang Sect!”
Song Qingshu, who was in the arena, naturally received the shock value from his father, the other Wudang Six Heroes, and the three great elders. He was instantly satisfied.
Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Qingshu with gratified eyes.
It seemed that his son had put in a lot of effort into sword techniques.
Wanting to master such a marvelous sword technique, who knew how much effort Qing Shu had put in in private, how much hardship he had suffered.
As expected of my son!
......
At this moment, the Wudang Sect disciples who were still in the arena had already lost their will to fight. It was only a matter of time before they were defeated by Song Qingshu.
The three elders shook their heads when they saw the Wudang Sect disciples 'performance, but they nodded when they looked at Song Qingshu.
Clearly, these disciples were far inferior to Song Qingshu.
......
The battle on Song Qingshu's side was not over yet.
However, Yun Feiyang, Fu Yushu, and Ling Xu had already won the other arenas.
They had also noticed the situation on Song Qingshu's side, especially after seeing his performance in the arena. The three of them were all curious.
Song Qingshu's swordsmanship was so sharp!
Fu Yushu and Ling Xu's eyes flashed with surprise.
Although Fu Yushu was already half a step into the Connate Realm and his realm was higher than Song Qingshu's, he was a few years older than Song Qingshu.
When he was 14 years old, he was only at the middle stage of the Postnatal realm.
From this, it could be seen that Song Qingshu's talent was even more terrifying than his!
As for Yun Feiyang, he looked indifferent.
The perfected Postnatal realm seemed to be only one step away from the Connate realm, but the difference in strength was like heaven and earth.
Even though Song Qingshu had displayed an astonishing swordsmanship, Yun Feiyang still did not put him in his eyes.
In Yun Feiyang's opinion, he probably wouldn't even be able to defeat Fu Yushu and Song Qingshu, who were half a step into the Connate Realm.
It was even less of a threat to Yun Feiyang.
......
Song Qingshu looked at the Wudang Sect disciples who were at a loss.
We've played long enough. It's time to end it!
With a twist of his wrist, a sword light suddenly appeared on the stage!
They wanted to block, but it was impossible for their swords to even touch Song Qingshu.
With a slap of the sword, a disciple was eliminated.
In the blink of an eye, only Song Qingshu was left on the stage.
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