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Chapter 63 Shocking the crowd
"call……"

Heaving a long breath, Song Yuanqiao wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, clasped his fists at Ding Gong with an extremely solemn expression, and said, "Sect Master Ding has profound skills, I am the one who lost."

Although Song Yuanqiao didn't even display [-]% of his strength just now, he could vaguely sense Ding Gong's strength when his palms touched just now.

At least they are all of the highest level of cultivation. As for innateness, Song Yuanqiao dare not think about it. After all, in the Jianghu, only his master Zhang Sanfeng can reach the state of innateness in martial arts.

Although he is not sure about Ding Gong's exact strength, what Song Yuanqiao can be sure of is that Ding Gong's strength is far superior to him.

Because just now he sensed a breath from Ding Gong's palm that made his heart palpitate.

"excuse me."

When Ding Gong heard the words, he returned the salute indifferently on the surface, and was a little surprised in his heart, obviously he did not expect Song Yuanqiao to admit defeat so cleanly.

But in this way, Ding Gong took a high look at Song Yuanqiao.

As expected of being Zhang Sanfeng's first disciple, even though he had used a burst of true energy just now, he could still feel his extraordinaryness, so he simply surrendered.

If it's those who don't have enough vision, they probably think that they have been tricked by Ding Gong carelessly, and then they have to fight Ding Gong again because of their shame.

But it's okay to admit defeat, anyway, the number of people has gathered.

Ignoring other people's confusion, Song Yuanqiao winked at the shocked Mo Shenggu, and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, take Sect Leader Ding down to rest first."

"Big Brother."

Originally, Mo Shenggu wanted to say something, but seeing Song Yuanqiao's eyes, he could only nod his head, and then looked at Ding Gong with a trace of doubt and solemnity:
"Master Ding, please follow me."

As he spoke, Mo Shenggu stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

"Ah."

Ding Gong nodded, and then followed Mo Shenggu to leave the square.

After traveling for so many days, although Ding Gong is now innately cultivated, and his internal strength is a cycle of yin and yang, his body has been kept at its peak.

But the body is not tired and the heart always feels a little tired. Since Zhang Sanfeng is still in retreat, it is good to rest.

After Ding Gong left, Yu Lianzhou looked at Song Yuanqiao with some puzzlement:
"Brother, why did you admit defeat?"

Song Qingshu on the side also looked at his father with some puzzlement, but there was still a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

In Song Qingshu's eyes, grand master Zhang Sanfeng is the best, and then his father.

But now his father was actually injured by a guy who was only three or four years older than himself, and even his father took the initiative to admit defeat, which made Song Qingshu feel very uncomfortable.

Hearing this, a look of astonishment appeared in Song Yuanqiao's eyes, and then it turned into a complex look, and said in a deep voice: "That Sect Master Ding's cultivation is far superior to mine, at least he is extremely cultivated."

"what!"

As soon as Song Yuanqiao said this, Yu Lianzhou and Song Qingshu turned pale with shock, and looked at Song Yuanqiao in shock and disbelief.

If they hadn't known Song Yuanqiao for a long time, they would have suspected that Song Yuanqiao was telling lies.

Extreme cultivation, this is not something that anyone can achieve.

We must know that in today's world, those who can reach the extreme level of cultivation are all reclusive masters of the Taishan Beidou level, and those who can reach the first-class level are rare masters in the world.

Except for their master, who is a martial arts legend, the heads of the other sects are basically first-class, even if they are all top-notch masters.

Now Song Yuanqiao actually said that Ding Gong, who was less than 20 years old, had an extremely high level of cultivation, how could it be easily believed by people.

But the shock wasn't over yet.

I saw Song Yuanqiao's complicated face, as if he was sighing and a little lonely: "Not only that, I even suspect that he has already touched the threshold of innateness, and I faintly sensed a trace of true energy."

"..."

This time, both Yu Lianzhou and Song Qingshu were shocked and speechless.

Although Song Qingshu's cultivation base is not high, but his status is extraordinary, and his knowledge is definitely far beyond that of others. Of course he knows what his father said.

Swallowing his saliva, Song Qingshu said with a dazed expression, "Father, that, that Head Ding, is he really that strong?"

"Ah."

Song Yuanqiao nodded with a wry smile on his lips.

To be honest, Song Yuanqiao felt that he had been hit.

As the first disciple of Wudang, the eldest disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, the myth of Wulin, he has practiced hard for decades, but now he is stuck at the top of the first class and cannot make progress.

However, a young man who has not yet reached the weak crown suddenly appeared, and his cultivation was extremely high, and he had even touched the legendary threshold of martial arts innateness.

This could not help but give him an illusion.

That is whether I have been cultivating on pigs for most of my life.

How could there be such a monstrous and peerless genius in this world? It was really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach.

"Gudong."

And Song Qingshu was affirmed by Song Yuanqiao, he couldn't help swallowing hard, and a look of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Song Qingshu was a little jealous before, but now Song Qingshu can't get jealous anymore.

After all, the gap between him and Ding Gong is too big, the two are not at the same level at all.

When the gap is too large, it is not jealousy, but worship.

"There are such monstrous talents in the world!"

Yu Lianzhou on the side naturally wouldn't doubt her senior brother, and had already believed Song Yuanqiao's words, so she couldn't help sighing in shock.

"I don't know what kind of sect this system school is. I've never heard of it before."

"..."

Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but remain silent. To be honest, he had never heard of any system school.

What kind of sect is this system school? I have never heard from the master that there was any powerful sect with this name before.

...

The stars move, day after day.

Unknowingly, Zhongding Palace stayed in Wudang for five days.

Ding Gong's life in these five days is not bad, at least it is much more comfortable than busy traveling every day, and he has also made great progress in martial arts.

The previous martial arts Ding Gong has practiced to perfection and integrated them. With Ding Gong's current strength, it can be said that any martial arts can be used at his fingertips.

In addition, Ding Gong went to the square where Wudang disciples practiced martial arts when he had nothing to do, and then used his brain to learn Wudang swordsmanship and Wudang vertical ladder.

Ahem, of course Ding Gong didn't let others know, otherwise it might cause unnecessary trouble.

After five days of precipitation, Ding Gong's strength has increased by [-]%. It has to be said that Wudang swordsmanship and Wudang vertical ladder are still very strong.

Wudang swordsmanship belongs to the first-class level of martial arts, slightly stronger than Emei swordsmanship.

What surprised Ding Gong the most was Wudang Zongyun Ladder's lightness kungfu, which definitely belonged to top-notch martial arts, not inferior to such martial arts as Yiyang Finger, Xuanming God's Palm, and Lion's Roar.

(End of this chapter)