"I'm not telling you so much about my tragic past to win everyone's sympathy -" Song Qingshu paused, then said in a high tone:

"I want to ask everyone, why do you practice martial arts?"

The disciples on the field looked at me, and I looked at you, and there were many comments. Song Qingshu's mouth curved slightly, and he extended his palm to a disciple.

"This fellow...fellow student, please answer." He almost said he was a classmate.

"Me?" The selected disciple pointed at himself with a surprised look on his face. After thinking for a while, he said, "My martial arts practice is actually very simple, just to have enough to eat."

When he said this, all the disciples laughed.

He was also a little embarrassed, feeling that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

"Very good!" Song Qingshu gave him a thumbs up, "This senior brother's wish is very simple, it's not ridiculous! If we can't even eat enough, why should we learn martial arts!"

When everyone thought that this was indeed true, they calmed down and continued watching Song Qingshu's "performance".

Many disciples' faces glowed red, as if they were thinking about how to give a wonderful answer if they were drawn.

"This fellow disciple!"

"The purpose of my martial arts training is to support justice. When I was a child, I was often bullied by those who were not stingy..."

"Okay, but it seems you haven't really understood 'justice' yet. What you're asking for is only self-protection, not righteousness."

"This fellow disciple!"

...

Song Qingshu successively asked several of his fellow disciples to answer questions. Suddenly, the entire Jianping field was in a state of excitement. Even the deacons and elders in the stands were stunned by Song Qingshu's operation. It seemed that even the leader Song was speaking.

, not so... lively, right?

They were at a loss for words and couldn't think of how to describe this scene. Because they didn't understand at all, this is the art of speech!

The time is almost up! Seeing that everyone's emotions were aroused by him, Song Qingshu said slowly:

"Well, in fact, at the beginning, I was just like you. I practiced martial arts just for money, fame, beauty, etc..." Many disciples lowered their heads after hearing this.

"This is not shameful. We are not saints like Taishifu, and we cannot cut off our seven emotions and six desires. It is not shameful to have desires. What is shameful is that we cannot restrain our desires and do whatever we want.

You all know what I was like before. Many people said that I was a playboy, a fly, and a tick. I do not deny it, and I will not refute it, because the facts are the most powerful refutation."

Song Qingshu seemed to be lost in memories, with a confused look on his face.

"That time I met a dirty and smelly little beggar at the foot of the mountain. I asked him, why don't you join a beggar gang? If you join a beggar gang, at least you won't go hungry. How do you think he responded to me?"

Song Qingshu imitated the little beggar's firm tone: "I want to go to Wudang!"

"Why go to Wudang?"

"Learn martial arts!"

"Why learn martial arts?"

Song Qingshu looked sad: "The little beggar said that his whole family was killed by the Tatars, and he wanted to learn martial arts to take revenge! I asked him again, 'Who are you seeking revenge from?' The little beggar just shook his head and said nothing, and after a while he said to me

The word 'dog official' was added."

Everyone fell into a sad atmosphere. Song Qingshu suddenly roared, making many people tremble.

"Everyone! What is the purpose of learning martial arts? To defeat the strong and help the weak, for fame and fortune? If that's all, I can only say that Ning's martial arts is too narrow. I asked the little beggar, there are so many gangs and sects in the world, why do you want to be a wanderer?

Traveled thousands of miles to Wudang?"

"Because only Wudang has heroes!" Song Qingshu took a deep breath and said at the top of his voice, "Only Wudang has heroes! Everyone!"

Everyone present, including the Wudang disciples who wanted to watch the excitement in the stands, felt as if they were struck by lightning, and a strange heat surged from their chests.

"What is Wudang?" Song Qingshu looked around the crowd and asked three times in succession, each time with more momentum.

Yes, what is Wudang? Every disciple is asking himself, what is Wudang?

This question is like asking why you are called Song Qingshu. It makes people feel nonsensical, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that it contains profound truth.

"Martial arts can stop fighting. But if you don't have the courage to use weapons, how can you let go of them? A chivalrous person is brave and fearless, and benevolence makes him invincible. When it comes to time, he is decisive and courageous. A chivalrous person makes decisive decisions when the opportunity arises, and dares to take action.

.As a disciple of Wudang, one should not only have the courage to act chivalrously and draw a long sword from its sheath, but also have the benevolence to put the sword back into its sheath in time."

Naturally, this was not thought up by Song Qingshu himself, but came from the eternal almighty god "Du Niang" in the 21st century.

"Being a chivalrous person is not worthy of being a knight without true martial arts."

Song Qingshu counted five times in his heart and shouted at the highest volume:

"Now, tell me who you are!"

"Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang!"

The whole scene erupted in an instant, with overwhelming momentum, and some even roared with inner strength. This deafening cry could be heard on the entire Jianpingchang Mountain and even on the peaks around Zixiao Palace.

Zhang Sanfeng, who was still in retreat at the Golden Summit, frowned while sitting in the tower, pinched his fingers, showed an intriguing smile, and then regained his composure.

"Wudang! We are Wudang disciples!"

The disciples shouted at the top of their lungs, and their faces all turned red.

Song Qingshu pressed his palm down, and everyone gradually became quiet.

"Yes, we are Wudang disciples. The thing that I, Song Qingshu, am most proud of is not that I once had outstanding martial arts skills, nor that I will be famous in the world in the future, nor that I have a father who is the leader. What I, Song Qingshu, am most proud of from birth is,

I was born a Wudang man!"

With a "boom", many disciples felt like something exploded in their ears. At this moment, they wished they could hold a sword and dance the Wudang method wildly, and hold the altar and drink hero wine.

"Although our Wudang does not have as long a history as Shaolin. However, in just a few decades, we have been able to rank alongside it in the world of martial arts. What can we rely on? Is it the peerless martial arts of Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng, so famous? No, no! That little beggar

You have already told me the answer, because we Wudang people, because we have Wudang soul!"

Although I had every reason to suspect that he was stalling for time, I had absolutely no way to convince myself to stop him.

This is the thought of the elders and deacons in the stands, and the Wudang disciples have also refreshed their understanding.

"Brother, I didn't know Qing Shu had such eloquence." Yu Daiyan was stunned.

"Yeah, I thought that boy could only wield a sword, but I didn't expect that he could be so good with his mouth." This was Yin Liting.

"Qingshu can take on big responsibilities." Comment from Mo Shenggu.

Song Yuanqiao:......

He was always embarrassed to praise his son, but he was really shocked by Song Qingshu today.

Is this really my son’s Qingshu!?

Ask yourself, even I, not even Zhang Zhenren, would be able to deliver such an inflammatory and contagious speech.

Song Qingshu has fully demonstrated his leadership potential.

Do you think that to be the leader of Wudang, you only need to be the best in martial arts? Well, let Yu Lianzhou, who has the highest martial arts among the seven Wudang sons, give it a try. He will be exhausted within two days.

Management is an art, and it has been so since ancient times.

The head of a sect is the same as a company.

A martial sect like Wudang is equivalent to a large national group in later generations. If you want to win over such a large organization, you can't just rely on force!

But in martial arts, force value is also a very important parameter. No matter how smart a person is, he cannot be the leader of a faction if he does not know any martial arts.

Therefore, what Song Qingshu wants to show next is his martial arts.

"Everyone knows that I lost all my martial arts skills." He swallowed, his voice a little hoarse, "But today, I can still defeat the opponent in front of me - because I have the Wudang soul in my heart. Wudang is my belief.

So I can’t lose!”

Song Qingshu secretly changed his concept. He associated himself with Wudang. Only a few people noticed something was wrong, but they were unable to refute him under this general trend.

"You...you really want to fight me?" Chen Lianyi almost cried.

Don't be such a bully! You said you fought for Wudang, do I dare to win against you...

Although hundreds of disciples outside the court just watched them silently, Chen Lianyi still felt that they were all cheering for Song Qingshu.

This is the general trend! She is not fighting against Song Qingshu alone, but the collective belief of the entire Wudang!

"Is this your Song Qingshu's plan? I have to say that it is indeed powerful, but it won't work in the face of absolute strength."

Chen Yuanjie thought in his heart that he was also confused by Song Qingshu's tricks at first, but he soon came to his senses.

This woman is weak-minded and may be defeated by Song Qingshu. If Song Qingshu uses this trick against himself, it will definitely not work.

"You don't have to worry too much. You'd better use all your strength, otherwise you may not have a chance to make another move." Song Qingshu smiled mysteriously.

How can I fight you like this! Chen Lianyi thought to herself that this junior brother is really full of tricks!

Silently reciting the Qingxin Mantra, the inner energy gathered in the hand and slashed out a sword.

She thought to herself that if he was lucky enough to dodge this most powerful sword, I'd better admit defeat. How could she dare to win this battle?

"Huh?"

Others don't know, but how could Wu Bijue, the senior sister of Yuzhen Palace, not know the power of Chen Lianyi's sword? In terms of martial arts, although Chen Lianyi is much younger than him, he is still above him!

But when Song Qingshu faced such a majestic sword, he did not dodge or dodge, but instead raised his sword to meet it!

"Just be tough!" Song Qingshu thought in his heart.

The disciples held their breath, they didn't want to see Song Qingshu defeated with a sword!

“Incredible!”

"He actually blocked this sword!"

All the disciples took a breath, and then their shouts shook the sky.

"He did it!"

"Wu-Dang is invincible!"

"Wu-Dang is invincible!"

At this moment, Song Qingshu has become the representative of Wudang spirit.

At this time, Song Qingshu raised his sword and pointed it directly at Chen Lianyi.

"Senior Sister Chen, I will give you a sword in return... I have asked God on countless dream nights - whether I, a martial arts abandoned child, still have a way to survive. Until that day, I found my hard-earned

The thing I’m looking for is this sword—named Mingyue.”

Song Qingshu thought of that girl. The sword in her hand was slashed out, but it had a completely different meaning. Even he himself had never thought that she could swing such a sword.

There was no fluctuation of true energy and no trace of internal strength, but Chen Lianyi felt fear - the fear of facing death.
Chapter completed!