"Keng!"

Song Qingshu's sword was deflected before it hit Chen Lianyi, and it was the deacon in charge of the referee who took action.

"Song Qingshu wins."

He declared expressionlessly, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It was so dangerous, Song Qingshu almost killed someone with this sword strike. As a second-rate warrior, he clearly felt the threat of the sword strike just now.

It's also that Song Qingshu really doesn't have any internal power. Otherwise, if he had the blessing of internal power, he might not be able to block this sword.

"There is indeed no real energy fluctuation, and there is no internal force in Qingshu's body. But his sword... is weird!" Yu Daiyan said with emotion.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Yin Liting, thinking it was the trick that Yin Liting gave him.

"Brother, don't look at me. You know all my special skills... Qingshu's sword has already surpassed me in terms of 'intention' alone." Yin Liting said with a bitter smile, but his heart was filled with ups and downs.

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He naturally knows this sword, and that girl... No wonder this kid accidentally bumped into that place during the past few days since he came down the mountain? What a ghost, I really don’t know why the master allows them to continue to live there.

There.

Some unpleasant memories were brought back to him and he is now very depressed.

"Just now I seemed to see the moonlight on Senior Brother Song's sword."

"No, it's obviously the reflection of sunlight."

"Hey, don't worry about it. In short, it's fine if Junior Brother Song wins."

The disciples did not pay so much attention. They only heard the deacon say the words "Song Qingshu Sheng", and then they burst into deafening shouts.

Among the bustling crowd, no one noticed the existence of a little girl. She looked at the glorious Song Qingshu, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her eyes were as curved as crescent moons.

At this time, Chen Lianyi woke up from the sluggish state. She didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, she gave Song Qingshu a fist hug and left.

The last competition of the second round was a battle between fellow disciples in the Jing Le Palace, pitting the young swordsman Zeng Xu against his senior sister, Hua Liluo, the so-called "sword madman" of Wudang.

Because of Song Qingshu's wonderful "performance" just now, the disciples watching were a little tired after being highly excited, and the confrontation between the two was even more boring.

"Senior sister, what do you think?"

"Huh? What are you looking at? Oh, did you say Song Qingshu? It's very good."

That's right, the two men didn't start fighting at all after they came on the field. Instead, they held their swords in the same posture and chatted on the field.

Hearing Huali Luo's comment "very good", Zeng Xu felt as if he was struck by lightning. He let out a sigh and sighed: "Yes, he also understood the 'shi'. Unexpectedly, he fell seriously ill and even though he had exhausted all his martial arts

Lost, but able to open up a new path so quickly."

Zeng Xu paused for a while, seemed to be thinking, and then said: "Senior sister, can the only way of swordsmanship really work?"

Hua Liluo shook her head, it's just a legend, I haven't seen it, but maybe I have a chance to see it."

She looked at Song Qingshu with burning eyes, and Zeng Xu sighed silently in his heart.

"Senior sister, I will also continue to walk firmly on the path of swordsmanship."

He hugged the sword and walked out of the competition venue.

"Um...Zeng Xu abstains, Huali Luo wins." The deacon was stunned for a moment before announcing. It is very rare for someone to not fight like this.

What happened this year? There were so many weird things in one sword test.

After a short rest, the third round of competition began.

Chen Yuanjie got his wish and got Song Qingshu, while Hua Liluo had to compete with the hidden Ling Yun.

Nanyan Palace Lingyun rarely takes action, and not many of the three generations of disciples know his true strength. Previous competitions between him and other disciples were all "evenly matched", but what is terrifying is his unfathomable inner energy. It can be said that his

His opponents were all "consumed to death" by him even if they were evenly matched.

"Song Qingshu, it's a miracle that you can persist to this point. I'm sorry, I am the miracle killer!"

Chen Yuanjie smiled ferociously in his heart, Song Qingshu's sword strike just now was really shocking. It can be said to be a miracle that a guy with no internal strength could achieve such a level with his family's swordsmanship.

But Chen Yuanjie was confident that he could block this sword. If it was a life and death situation, Chen Yuanjie could kill Song Qingshu at the cost of serious injury.

"If Song Qingshu can use such a sword again, it will be a bit troublesome."

This is an unfair match. Song Qingshu can make a killing move, but Chen Yuanjie cannot.

Yu Lianzhou thought that the tiger claw hand was not powerful enough to win with one blow, so he created twelve more moves of his own, but they were all directed at the enemy's weak point, in order to kill with one blow.

After reading it, Zhang Sanfeng felt that it was too insidious, but it would be a pity to invalidate it, so he ordered that this secret skill should never be used on fellow disciples. Even outsiders, it should never be used lightly unless it was a life or death situation.

"That's alright, let's take it one step at a time."

Although Chen Yuanjie was quite unhappy with Song Qingshu in his heart, he still had a polite look on his face: "Junior brother Song, please."

Song Qingshu chose "mouth escape" when dealing with Chen Lianyi. Firstly, in order to put pressure on Chen Lianyi, he only needed to use one sword to win, thus retaining a lot of strength; secondly, in order to show his potential as a candidate.

But in the end, he still had to have a real fight. It wasn't that enemies didn't get together, he didn't like Chen Yuanjie, and Chen Yuanjie also hated him.

The main attack was with the tiger claw hand. Chen Yuanjie first tried a tentative move "Tiger Claw", which was easily avoided by Song Qingshu. After fighting for four or five moves, Song Qingshu finally used his sword, which was a move "Blue Dragon Leaping to the Sea" from Taiyi Xuanmen Sword.

Chen Yuanjie used offense to defend, and also used the "hungry tiger to attack the sheep" move to meet him. The two of them went back and forth, attacking each other, not giving in to each other. It seemed that whoever defended first would be at a disadvantage.

"It's a fight, it depends on who's attack is stronger!"

The disciples watching the battle commented that this kind of tit-for-tat fighting style was really rare.

"Senior Brother Chen is indeed a disciple of Senior Uncle Yu. The tiger claws in his hands are terrifying, and he can actually fight against the sword with his bare hands."

Chen Yuanjie's Tiger Claw Hand is a Kung Fu that can be practiced both internally and externally. Those who only practice hard qigong are outsiders, but internal practitioners use internal strength as their basis to ensure that their strength and fierceness will continue.

Without internal support, even a real tiger's claw cannot withstand the magic weapon.

"Junior Brother Song is not bad either. He is indeed my idol. He doesn't have any inner strength, but he can tie with Senior Brother Chen just by relying on his superb understanding of swordsmanship. If he has inner strength, will Senior Brother Chen still be his opponent?"

"No! Junior Brother Song is following the external path after all. He only practices swordsmanship without practicing internal skills. Although the results are quick, the road ahead becomes narrower and narrower!"

The two were fighting in the field, and the disciples outside the field were also idle. Song Qingshu's operation just now attracted a lot of fans, and his fans were arguing with the disciples of Chunyang Palace.

At first it was just a matter of who lost and who won, and who had a better chance of winning. Later, the quarrel gradually turned into a disagreement between the inner family and the outer family.

The internal and external disputes are an eternal topic among people in martial arts circles. There have been countless debates from ancient times to the present. However, the ones who survive to the end are often the internal ones. History is written by the victors, so the internal martial arts have become the mainstream. And the external martial arts have become the mainstream.

The true essentials of learning are gradually lost.

Ah Qing, a Yue swordsman from the Spring and Autumn Period, was able to defeat three thousand Yue soldiers with a single green bamboo branch. It did not rely on deep internal strength!

In the field, the two have fought for more than a hundred rounds. But Song Qingshu has not shown any flaws yet, and his sword attack is still extremely sharp. Chen Yuanjie gritted his teeth, knowing that he must use some real skills!

I saw him taking a few steps back in a hurry, suddenly stepping on the ground, using the Wudang Ladder to move like a cloud. His body was three feet above the ground, and his whole body was like a tiger possessing him.

Song Qingshu felt that what was attacking him at this moment was not Chen Yuanjie, but a real tiger.

"Danger!"

An alarm bell sounded in his heart, and he took a few steps back to deal with it.

"Sword out!"

The sword was raised, and Song Qingshu stepped forward to kill.

"Tiger vs. Mingyue, these two disciples are very good!" Yu Daiyan said to the fat Taoist boy behind him, "Have you seen it? This is 'power'."

The fat Taoist boy nodded. He also felt the "momentum" emitted by these two people. They all understood the moves they learned to a certain level and had such artistic conception.

Song Qingshu's bright moon sword force collided with Chen Yuanjie's fierce tiger force. It seemed like a sword was like moonlight, cutting through the tiger's bones layer by layer.

The forces of each other canceled each other out, and at the last moment, the tiger was chopped down by the sword light until only the last claw remained, and the sword's glory was exhausted.

Chen Yuanjie won half the battle!

Song Qingshu's sword had already stabbed in front of Chen Yuanjie, but it was firmly grasped by his tiger claws, preventing him from making any progress.

Suddenly, a huge internal force came from along the blade of the sword. Song Qingshu's arm felt like an electric shock, and he wanted to let go quickly.

With a "clang" sound, the sword body held by Chen Yuanjie's tiger claws was broken into two pieces.

Chen Yuanjie's secret power came up layer by layer and tore all the clothes on Song Qingshu's right arm into pieces.

Oops! Song Qingshu felt the killing intent from Chen Yuanjie and hurriedly retreated, but it was too late, Chen Yuanjie's other tiger claw had already attacked him.

"Tiger Claw Killing Move? - Stop it!" All the Wudang disciples in the stands recognized this move and shouted hurriedly.

Song Yuanqiao, however, had already stood up and started to rush down to grab someone.

But there was one person who was faster than him.

Chen Yuanjie dealt a cruel blow. Although he had defeated Song Qingshu, he did not intend to give up just like that.

Song Qingshu's sword brought back some very unpleasant memories for him.

What would happen if I pretended to miss and accidentally hurt Song Qingshu?

His claw went straight towards Song Qingshu's right arm. He destroyed Song Qingshu's right hand and saw how he could use the sword again!

"Chen Yuanjie!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd.
To be continued...