The third-generation disciples below the arena, as well as the disciples watching the battle.
They looked at Song Qingshu with admiration.
Everyone was convinced that they had been defeated by Song Qingshu's skillful Wudang swordsmanship.
Yu Daiyan and the others hurriedly surrounded Song Qingshu and said happily.
"Qing Shu, to be able to cultivate the Wudang sword technique to such a level, your talent in the sword is truly shocking!”
"Big brother must have been overjoyed by your performance.”
"To be able to display such combat strength in his first actual battle, his future is limitless!”
Song Qingshu bowed humbly in the face of the praise from the seniors.
"I'm just working hard on my cultivation. I don't have any talent."
Yu Daiyan and the others shook their heads and laughed.
To be able to cultivate the Wudang Swordsmanship to such an extent at such a young age.
It wasn't something that could be achieved through hard work.
Hearing Song Qingshu's humble words, the three elders nodded.
He was young, talented, and powerful.
However, he was able to maintain a normal heart and was neither arrogant nor impatient.
This child would definitely have great achievements in the future!
...
Soon, the battles in the eight arenas ended one after another.
Song Yunqiao's internal strength surged, his voice like a great bell.
"Disciples, take a break!”
Whether it was the disciples participating in the competition or the disciples watching the battle, they all relaxed.
Everyone sat in twos and threes and began to discuss the previous battle enthusiastically.
Soon, Song Yuanqiao's voice was heard.
"The competition continues!"
Following that, Song Yuanqiao announced the rules of the competition.
Draw lots!
They were divided into four pairs to compete.
The disciples who won on the arena all had burning battle intent in their eyes.
The eight of them went on stage to draw lots.
After Song Qingshu drew the lots, his eyes flashed.
He had actually drawn the Spirit Void, who was also at the peak of the Postnatal realm.
The results of Song Qingshu's drawing were naturally seen by the curious third-generation disciples.
They all knew that Song Qingshu was about to fight against Ling Xu.
"Ling Xu is the disciple of the Six Heroes of Yin and has received the true teachings of Martial Uncle Yin. His Three Pure Falling Stars Soul Chasing Sword Art is incomparably profound!”
"Senior Brother Ling Xu is low-key and steady, but his strength cannot be underestimated. He has already broken through to the perfected Postnatal realm for several months.”
"Among the third-generation disciples, Senior Brother Lingxu's strength is ranked in the top ten. Song Qingshu is probably going to admit defeat this time.”
"That's right. Moreover, Senior Brother Lingxu is older and has rich combat experience. Song Qingshu is definitely not his match!”
The disciples 'gazes were constantly wandering between Song Qingshu and Ling Xu. They could not wait to watch their battle.
One of them was a famous third generation disciple, while the other was a rising star who had just shown his talents today.
"I don't think there's any suspense in this battle. Although the two of them are at the same realm, their strength is not on the same level.”
"I support Senior Brother Lingxu as well. Song Qingshu is still too young.”
"Yes, yes, yes, Senior Brother Ling Xu will definitely win!”
......
Song Yuanqiao looked at Song Qingshu with a hint of worry in his eyes.
He didn't expect his opponent to be Spirit Void.
The people from Mosheng Valley also frowned.
Song Qingshu's martial arts competition this time would probably be difficult.
Song Qingshu ignored the gazes of the outside world.
With a thought, a semi-transparent virtual attribute panel appeared in front of him.
Song Qingshu: Fourteen years old.
[Cultivation: Peak Houtian]
[Martial arts: Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill Level 10;
Wudang Swordsmanship Level 10;
Soft Palm;
Basic sword technique.
[Current Shock Value: 1423]
Seeing that his shock value had already reached more than 1,000, Song Qingshu immediately asked the system.
"System, how many shock points do I need to level up Wudang Swordsmanship to the eleventh level?”
Host, 1000 shock points required.
"What about Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill reaching Level 11?”
It was also 1000 shock points.
After receiving the system's reply, Song Qingshu rubbed his chin.
It seemed that he could only choose one martial art to upgrade.
After thinking for a few seconds, Song Qingshu decisively recited.
"Upgrade Wudang Swordsmanship!"
In the next moment, Song Qingshu felt his entire body tremble. The upgrade was complete!
However, outsiders were unable to notice anything unusual.
"Let the competition begin!"
Song Yuanqiao announced loudly.
Ling Xu took a step forward and leaped onto the stage. He crossed his arms and turned to look at Song Qingshu.
His gaze revealed a hint of condescension.
Song Qingshu pursed his lips and jumped onto the stage as well.
The other party was older than him, so Song Qingshu bowed slightly.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Ling Xu."
Ling Xu smiled and nodded, his posture not changing at all.
"Junior Brother Song's Wudang sword technique has displayed extraordinary talent in the way of the sword. Not bad, not bad at all!”
"I also cultivate sword arts, so I feel very comforted to see a sword arts expert like you.”
Song Qingshu couldn't be bothered to continue talking nonsense and cupped his hands.
"Senior Brother, since that's the case, then I'll make my move!”
Ling Xu raised his eyebrows, but his body still didn't move.
Song Qingshu unsheathed his longsword. He activated the eleventh level of Wudang Sword Style with all his might and stabbed at Ling Xu.
Powerful sword qi fluctuations spread out in all directions with Song Qingshu as the center.
Some of the disciples closest to the arena even felt a tingling sensation on their skin!
Ling Xu's expression changed drastically!
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