People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

That indifference and extremely perfunctory attitude made Song Yuan seem to have three black lines across the bridge.

Thinking that Zhang Wuwei didn't understand the importance of Wudang Jiuyang Gong, he explained:
"Wudang Nine Suns Kungfu is the unique skill of Wudang's town school."

"It is the reliance of the master who fought all over the world back then, and besides the pure yang Wuji kung fu, Wudang's strongest internal kung fu."

Zhang Wuwei continued to drag his chin perfunctorily, nodded in response, "Yes."

In his heart, he was planning to obtain the Nine Suns Manual.

You must go there when you were young, otherwise you will be like Zhu Jiuzhen's father, unable to climb into that cave and be blocked outside.

As for Wudang Nine Suns Kung Fu, it can’t be cured, so why care about that?
Such a false and perfunctory attitude caused the veins on Song Yuanqiao's forehead to bulge.

But thinking about it, at a young age, with both parents dead, he has been hit by such vicious martial arts as the Xuanming God's Palm.

Sighing, he patted Zhang Wuwei's shoulder to comfort him, "Oh, don't be sad, I will regard Wudang as your home from now on."

Zhang Wuwei was interrupted, and turned to look at Song Yuanqiao: "Oh? Then I will be the head of Wudang?"

puff--

Song Yuanqiao felt a stream of old blood stuck in his throat, I will let you make Wudang your home.

You say you are the master of Wudang?
Then what am I?
What is Song Qingshu?
Hiss, no, how can a cultivator be greedy for power.

After controlling his mind, Song Yuanqiao said with a slight smile: "It's not impossible. When everyone in Wudang agrees with you, you will be the head of Wudang."

Zhang Wuwei said plainly: "That's not easy. Whoever supports me as the head of Wudang, I will pass on the Jiuyang Gong to him."

"They're bound to support me, right?"

Song Yuanqiao seemed to be stiff.

What did he hear? ? ?
Do you want to spread Wudang Jiuyang Gong so casually?

No, so casually treating the head of Wudang as a joke?
Damn it, I am going to eliminate harm for Wudang today.
In the end, Song Yuanqiao couldn't make it go, he gritted his teeth, taught Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu to Zhang Wuwei's brother, and left quickly.

I'm afraid that if I stay a little longer, I won't be able to bear it.

Eliminate harm for Wudang.
Think about how such an upright fifth brother gave birth to a son, so, huh? What about "weird"?

In this way, Zhang Wuwei and Zhang Wuji settled down on Wudang Mountain.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

In the past six months, Zhang Wuwei has realized a huge problem, that is, his comprehension is extremely poor.
No matter what kind of Wudang you learn, it is very slow.

Zhang Wuji has already practiced Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu to the point where the sun is just rising.

And he is still stuck on the first floor, no, it's because he hasn't made any progress in the entry position.

I can't figure it out at all, it can only be said that the system has admitted and learned it.

However, he didn't waste these six months in vain. How could he return empty-handed in such a treasured place of martial arts like Wudang?

A stalker can be regarded as having learned a lot of martial arts.

Wudang Mianzhang, Bagua Youlongzhang, Tiger Claw Hand, Juehu Tiger Claw Hand, Wudang Cloud Ladder, Wudang Swordsmanship, Eight Immortals Sword and other martial arts.

Among them, Juehu Tiger Claw Hand and Zongyun Ladder are the most powerful.

At the same time, he also learned Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand and Vajra Lion Roar.

It's a pity that it's just learned and barely recognized by the system.

It is also limited by the low internal strength, basically no power at all.

On this day, Zhang Wuwei was still studying the universe in his sleeve that he got from Kongzhi.

Zhang Wuji ran in weeping and shouted loudly, "Brother."

"Song Qingshu and the others hit me, woo woo woo"

He has been learning this martial art for half a year, and he still hasn't been recognized by the system, which is really heartbreaking.

Putting down the cheat book, Zhang Wuwei looked at Zhang Wuji's bruised nose and swollen face, his eyebrows frowned, and he felt a little irritable.

In the past six months, if you want to say that on Wudang Mountain, whoever annoys Zhang Wuwei the most, Song Qingshu and Song Yuanqiao have to stand aside.

Since the two brothers Zhang Wuwei went up the mountain, they have taken away the care and care of the grand master and many uncles that belonged only to him.

It even took away the admiration of the juniors.

Now on Wudang Mountain, the two brothers Zhang Wuwei are the most talked about.

Especially Zhang Wuwei, to this day, everyone still talks about his performance that day.

This makes him the son of Song Yuanqiao, the head of Wudang, and the No.1 of the three generations of Wudang.
His limelight was almost stolen.

Moreover, if Zhang Wuwei's martial arts is superb, he would recognize it, but he is a ninth-rank martial artist with the worst strength.

Where does this make Song Qingshu's face go?

That's why, apart from his false sympathy performance at the beginning.

For the rest of the time, he has been trying to suppress the two of them, especially wanting to compete with Zhang Wuwei.

Tell everyone that he is the No.1 of the three generations of Wudang, and he is the hope of the future of Wudang.

He didn't believe that Zhang Wuwei could still perform like that.

It must be the powerful and unpredictable Grand Master secretly helping, or is it up to him?

how is this possible.

It has been half a year since I learned Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu, with the help of my father Song Yuanqiao and several uncles, I just threw the shameful entry into my grandma's house.

He, Song Qingshu, has been practicing for half a year, and he has almost reached the level of Xiaguang Wandao.

How many times is this provocation?

Zhang Wuwei didn't remember much anymore. It was originally the host on Wudang Mountain, relying on the prestige of Zhang Sanfeng and Wudang to stop those ghosts and snakes who were greedy for the dragon sword.

And Song Qingshu is a child, how could Zhang Wuwei care, but this time, he did too much.

Hit his brother?

How can that be?

Zhang Wuwei asked in a deep voice, "Where are they?"

"We are here." A group of half-grown teenagers walked into the door, and one of them said arrogantly:

"After being a coward for so long, you finally dare to speak today?"

Song Qingshu, who was dressed as the leading scholar, stretched out his hand to stop him and said with a three-pointed air:

"Junior brother Wu, we are all brothers of the same school, don't be like this, don't be like this."

Wu Junnan bent down and cupped his hands and said, "Yes, that's what Brother Song taught you."

"However, I can't help being angry. These two trash are domineering on our Wudang Mountain."

"Unexpectedly, even threatened to become the head of Wudang."

"Also, he also said that if anyone supports him, he will teach him the Jiuyang Gong."

"What do you think of the famous head of Wudang? What do you think of us Wudang people?"

"It really makes me ashamed to be with him."

"Oh?" Song Qingshu opened the folding fan with a "snap" and asked pretending not to know: "Is that so?"

The corners of the mouth raised slightly, these were all rehearsed by them in advance.

The purpose is to humiliate Zhang Wuwei and make him accept the contest in anger.

Seeing them pretending to be acting, Zhang Wuwei laughed loudly:
"I don't know who farted in public, it really stinks."

He pointed to Song Qingshu and said mockingly:

"I see that you have a clean face and a clean face, but you are a hypocritical and dirty guy."

"Do you think that just pretending to be a scholar, just holding a folding fan and playing tricks, is a handsome gentleman?"

"It's just a dog with green onions in its nose, pretending."