The two people on the stage have been fighting for a long time. Even if they have the Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu as their foundation, how can their superficial skills stand the test of time?

Now the two have been fighting for a long time, and they have lost their rules when they punch and kick out. You punch and I kick out, and when they go out, they are weak and powerless. Sometimes they are simply rogue fighting styles, and there is no place to praise. Everyone on the stage is also staring at their figures, frowning at them.

Song Yuanqiao's face was unstable and had no expression. He had his son inside, so he naturally could not express any opinions.

Others are brothers, so it is better to talk to other disciples, and with the eldest brother and the only son, it will be even harder to talk to.

Finally, Song Qingshu was saved by his strength and finally used a seven-star hand. In Gao Qiang's opinion, this was not so much a seven-star hand as a dog eating shit, and knocking down the moon with one move.

Mingyue was gasping for breath and could never get up again.

The following group of disciples from three generations cheered and gathered around Song Qingshu to praise him, which made Song Qingshu blush.

Gao Qiang looked at it and thought to himself: Isn’t this kid really bad in nature? He knows how to blush. If he boasts, it would be very deadly.

Song Yuanqiao coughed a few times: "You are not good at learning skills, and you will almost become a rogue and fight against counterfeits. Some people have used such vulgar tricks that you can only use. Humph, I will spare you this time. If you have not made any progress in the competition next year..."

Song Yuanqiao paused for a moment, and Mo Shenggu naturally understood his meaning, stood up and shouted loudly, "Then wait to eat the board!"

He ranks old, but he looks the most vicious. All three generations of disciples are afraid of him, so he will do this black-faced thing.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Yin Liting. Yin Liting understood what he meant and immediately stood up. Yin and Mo were taught martial arts by Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou. After all, Song Yuanqiao taught more. They were together day and night, so they had a very tacit understanding and understood Song Yuanqiao's eyes.

Gao Qiang next to him admired him. Such a tacit understanding can actually appear among men. It’s so superb!

Yin Liting nodded and said, "Well, the winner, Song Qingshu! Well, Mingyue, the second place, performed well, you can follow me to see Grandpa of the ancestor!"

Song Qingshu and Mingyue bowed and bowed at the same time and said, "Disciple obeys the order, the sixth uncle."

Song Qingshu's reflection was light. His martial arts were taught by his biological father. He had learned what he could learn now and had not learned beforehand. Although it was good to meet the Grandpa of the Grandpa, I'm afraid that Grandpa of the Grandpa could not teach him more powerful tricks, right?

Mingyue is different. Although he is the young servant who serves Yu Daying like Gao Qiang, he is honest and young and ignorant, so he has to do all the good things about face.

He kept shouting that he had never said anything to his ancestors and grandfather. Now he had the opportunity to talk to the living gods. He felt very excited and moved. Even if he had no one move and half posture, he was willing to go.

The first meeting of the disciples of the three generations of Wudang ended hastily. The first place is Song Qingshu and Mingyue. As for Gao Qiang, it was forgotten by people...

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"What do you mean?" Song Qingshu frowned and looked at the two Taoist boys in front of him. It was a month after the meeting. Except for the last meeting, they had a little contact with each other, and they were not together at all, so they were not familiar with each other.

Today he was practicing martial arts alone in the back of the mountain, but was intercepted by Qingfeng and Mingyue. He still had an impression of Gao Qiang and had a deeper impression of Mingyue because he did not solve Mingyue simply and neatly. After he returned, he was punished by Song Yuanqiao to kneel for half an hour. His father had already had selfishness now and hoped that he would inherit the Wudang throne in the future.

"I said," Gao Qiang said, "I think my kung fu is better than you, and I want to compete with you!"

"You?" Song Qingshu saw with his eyes squinted, "You can't do it, the bright moon is almost the same!"

Gao Qiang smiled on his face and commented in his heart: Although he is a little arrogant, he is still honest.

"I'm better than Mingyue!" Gao Qiang came straight to the point, "A man is more handsome than him! He has more flesh on his body, and even if he eats, he is better than him, so I want to compete with you!"

Song Qingshu was stunned for a while before he realized: "You have been talking for a long time, how are your kung fu?"

Gao Qiang laughed a few times, but his body was too small, and he didn't have the aura of despising all the heroes, not to mention the turtle aura on his body, and there was no tiger body to shake, so he had to cough a few times and glanced at the bright moon.

Mingyue understood it, immediately stood up and shouted: "Well! Boy, do you know who he is? He is the legendary master! He can catch crabs on the mountain, and can catch tigers on the sea..."

Gao Qiang hated that in his heart. This junior brother is so shameless that he can't remember a few words. He has practiced them three times and can still say it and miss it. He has made a good sentence of words like him.

"Hahahaha." Song Qingshu sat down on the grass with his stomach in his arms. He was worthy of being the smartest character in the original book. He stopped Mingyue and did not say the words "You can run a donkey on your arms, and you can stand a cow on your butt" in his mouth, otherwise Gao Qiang would not have been angry to death.

"Let's do it!" Gao Qiang waved his hand and forgot it. It's useless to scare this boy's power. Mingyue said it as a joke. "Let's compete, who wins, who will become the eldest brother! Compare once a day. Today I win you, call me brother, tomorrow you win me, I call you brother, how about it?"

Song Qingshu blinked his eyes, twitched his nose, and curled his lips: "Hmph! Why should I accept you, my little brother? I don't lack errands for followers!"

Gao Qiang is so angry that he talked about taking over me before he started fighting this guy. His mind is really quick!

His eyes were dripping, "I'll tell you! If you win, I'll tell you how to chase a beautiful sister!"

"Ah?" Mingyue was stunned at first, then said blankly: "We monks..."

"Bao, bah, bah, bah! You are a monk, I'm not." Gao Qiang immediately corrected that he had been resentful of the old Taoist priest's title as a Taoist boy without asking for his opinion. If he really became a Taoist priest in the future, what should he do if Xiao Zhaomm, Zhao Min, Yin Li and Zhou Zhiruo? You can't be cheaper than that boy Zhang Wuji, right?

The original book says that the guy only likes Zhao Min, and he is afraid and respectful to Zhou Zhiruo. How did he treat Xiao Zhao? I forgot, I guess everyone has a young heart. At that time, Mr. Zhang saw that Xiao Zhao was strange in appearance and a mixed-race man grew into a peerless beauty, so he liked and loved him.

I'm afraid he really likes Zhao Min? But how much does this love have? Gao Qiang has always maintained a strong suspicion. He thought that Zhao Min was originally a high-ranking official and was a mortal enemy of the Central Plains martial arts led by Zhang Wuji. In the end, he abandoned his family and country for Zhang Wuji and threw himself into his broad arms.

Let’s not talk about whether Zhao Min’s approach is rational. I believe that Zhang Wuji has a very sense of accomplishment and pride, so it is understandable that he has the illusion of love.

Zhou Zhiruo is at best the head of Emei, and Zhang Wuji himself is the leader of the Ming Cult. Therefore, it is incomparable, incomparable. Once these loves between men and women are mixed with utilitarian fame and other things, it is difficult to tell who loves whom.

However, Gao Qiang's purpose is very clear. When he came here, he could not be said to be a stallion, but in that "evil modern society", he could only get a wife! Although there are still many people who have mistresses and mistresses looking for prostitutes with Xiaomi, they always feel that the reputation is not right.

In this era, three wives and four concubines were reasonable, and brothels were legal. There were also legendary high-end products that were selling their skills but not selling their bodies. Gao Qiang reads the book and describes that every time he returns to ancient times, he can get a few of them out of it, so he decided not to return empty-handed. Although the chaotic times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, this possibility was almost zero.

Such a grand plan has not yet been shown, how can you be a Taoist boy?

Song Qingshu was stunned for a while and shouted last: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!