Wuxia: I, Song Qingshu, have started with a hundred levels of Nine Yang Skill.
8 Wudang Swordsmanship? So terrifying?

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The spectating disciples exclaimed.

The disciples closest to the arena even took a few steps back.

"What a powerful sword intent!"

"This Song Qingshu didn't use his full strength before?”

"My God, is this still the Wudang Swordsmanship? How can it be so powerful?"

However, there were other voices in the crowd.

"Song Qingshu's sword art is indeed extraordinary, but Senior Brother Lingxu's Three Pure Falling Stars Soul Chasing Sword Art is definitely even better!”

"That's for sure. The Wudang Swordsmanship is only a relatively basic swordsmanship, but the Three Pure Falling Stars Soul-chasing Swordsmanship is much more profound than the Wudang Swordsmanship!”

"That's why there shouldn't be too many surprises when Senior Brother Spirit Void defeats Song Qingshu.”

...

At this moment, Daoist Priest Cang Song's eyes lit up.

He was also a sword expert.

He could feel that Song Qingshu's sword technique seemed to have become stronger.

One had to know that the sword technique that Song Qingshu had displayed earlier was already very shocking.

In a short period of time, it had actually improved again.

As the saying went, it was extremely difficult to improve one step further!

.......

Ling Xu, who was on the stage, no longer had that indifferent appearance from before.

When Song Qingshu unleashed his shocking sword intent, Ling Xu also hurriedly drew his sword.

Ding!

A crisp sound resounded throughout the entire arena.

The two swords pointed at each other.

Ling Xu took three steps back.

Song Qingshu only took two steps back!

Ling Xu's face immediately turned red.

At this moment, they exchanged blows.

He was actually at a disadvantage!

This scene shocked everyone watching the battle.

The system's voice rang in Song Qingshu's mind as his shock value increased.

"This... Did I see wrongly? Senior Brother Ling Xu is actually at a disadvantage!”

"Just now, Song Qingshu attacked with all his strength, and Senior Brother Lingxu hastily counterattacked. Senior Brother Lingxu must have been unprepared.”

On the stage, Ling Xu no longer dared to underestimate his junior brother, Song Qingshu.

The Lingxu Sword changed its stance, and an unpredictable sword intent filled the arena.

Seeing this scene, the disciples below the arena immediately became excited.

" Senior Brother Ling Xu is getting serious!"

"This aura is Senior Brother Ling Xu's Three Pure Falling Stars Soul Chasing Sword Art!”

Song Qingshu felt Spirit Void's sword intent, and his expression became slightly more serious.

The Three Pure Falling Stars Soul-chasing Sword Technique was a Wudang ultimate technique, an advanced sword technique.

Only those with great opportunities could comprehend it.

Ling Xu's figure flashed and disappeared.

In the next instant, three figures suddenly appeared three meters above Song Qingshu's head.

Every figure was exactly the same as Ling Xu, and it was hard to tell if they were real or fake!

The three spirit illusions surrounded Song Qingshu in the middle.

The three swords slashed down like meteors.

It directly sealed off all of Song Qingshu's escape routes!

Being locked onto by three sharp auras, Song Qingshu immediately felt that he had nowhere to run.

This was the Three Pure Falling Stars Soul-chasing Sword Art.

Qi into Trinity, Falling Star Sword Soul Pursuit!

Many Spirit Void's supporters cheered.

"No one in the same realm can resist Senior Brother Ling Xu's Three Pure Falling Stars Soul Chasing Sword Art!”

"Senior Brother Ling Xu even used this sword technique to defeat a half-step to the Inborn Realm expert!”

"This Song Qingshu is going to lose! The Wudang Swordsmanship was no match for the Three Pure Falling Stars Soul Chasing Swordsmanship.”

......

On the martial arts stage, Song Yuanqiao subconsciously clenched his fists.

His eyes looked in the direction of the arena without blinking.

His heart was filled with worry.

Song Qingshu's performance had already made him very pleasantly surprised and very satisfied.

As a second-generation disciple of Wudang Sect, he knew very well how powerful Ling Xu and the Three Pure Falling Stars Soul-chasing Swordsmanship were.

At this moment, in Song Yuanqiao's heart, the outcome of this battle was already decided.

It was impossible for Song Qingshu to stop Ling Xu.

Song Yuanqiao could only pray silently in his heart.

"I hope this child doesn't try to be brave and doesn't get hurt.”

......

On the arena.

Song Qingshu smiled faintly in the face of Spirit Void's inescapable net.

Retreat?

Why should I, Song Qingshu, retreat?

With a flip of his long sword, the thirteen moves of Wudang Swordsmanship burst forth at full force!

Draw, belt, lift, block, hit, stab, point, collapse, stir, press, split, cut, wash.

As the sword light flickered, new sword moves were continuously combined.

It gave Ling Xu a feeling.

He wasn't the one who surrounded Song Qingshu!

Instead, Song Qingshu had surrounded him and his two clones!

The two sword essences collided continuously.

The sharp sword qi pierced through people's skin.

After a while, everything was calm.

Everyone looked over.

There was an uproar!

Song Qingshu stood proudly with a sword in one hand, the tip of which was pointed at Ling Xu's throat.

Ling Xu was empty-handed. His long sword fell to the ground and his face was pale.

"Song Qingshu wins this battle!"

Song Yuanqiao's voice trembled slightly. He was truly too happy!

All the spectating disciples had an incredulous look on their faces.

"Song Qingshu actually won!”

"The Three Pure Falling Stars Soul Chasing Swordsmanship actually lost to the Wudang Swordsmanship!”

"Just how terrifying is Song Qingshu's talent in the Dao of the Sword?”

At the same time, the battles in the other three arenas had also ended.

Other than Yun Feiyang, the other two disciples forfeited the competition after winning.

However, it was not hard to understand.

Needless to say, Yun Feiyang was the strongest among the third-generation disciples. The two of them had no chance of defeating him.

As for Song Qingshu, he was like a dark horse that had appeared out of nowhere.

Such a terrifying talent in the way of the sword left them in the dust and were willing to lose.

When Song Yuanqiao saw this, he directly announced.

"Three days later, the final battle!"

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