Dreaming about the world, embarking on the path of spiritual practice.

Chapter 158 Rapid Progress

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Every morning for the next few days.

Yu Liang would come to the martial arts training ground for a walk.

Song Qingshu showed him basic swordsmanship.

But every time Yu Liang shook his head.

In this regard, Song Qingshu not only did not get discouraged, but instead practiced even harder.

It wasn't until the morning of the eighth day that Yu Liang smiled and nodded after seeing his basic swordsmanship.

"Yes, there is progress!"

"Keep it up, I'll check again tomorrow!"

After saying that, Yu Liang left directly, leaving a confused Song Qingshu behind again.

If he was excited when he heard the first half of the sentence, thinking that he had finally passed Yu Liang's test, then the second half of the sentence made him feel completely disappointed. He just felt that all the hard work of practicing basic swordsmanship for so many days was in vain.

Yiyi dropped the sword in his hand on the ground, thinking that practicing basic swordsmanship was Yu Liang's test for him, and that after completing it, he would teach him advanced swordsmanship, but he didn't expect this to be the result.

In the distance, while Yu Liang was secretly observing this scene, Song Yuanqiao suddenly appeared.

"Junior brother Yu, I heard that you are teaching children to practice swordsmanship. I wonder what the situation is?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, Yu Liang replied with a smile: "Very good, if he can maintain this energy, then the junior brother will teach him a self-created sword technique!"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Song Yuanqiao's eyes, and he thought to himself: How can the swordsmanship created by Yu Liang's attainments in swordsmanship be an ordinary secret skill?

"Then there will be Brother Lao!"

After saying thanks to Yu Liang, Song Yuanqiao turned and left.

No need to guess, Yu Liang knew what he was going to do. As a father, who doesn’t hope that his son will succeed?

Sure enough, after receiving some advice from his father, Song Qingshu once again worked hard to practice basic swordsmanship.

Half a month later, it was recognized by Yu Liang again.

"Not bad, there is progress, keep up the good work!"

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Song Qingshu asked directly: "Uncle Master, to what extent can my basic swordsmanship reach such a level that I no longer need to practice it?"

After hearing what he said, Yu Liang sighed. After all, he was still young and energetic, so he couldn't help it anymore!

"Keep practicing. When that time comes, you will know it even if I don't tell you."

Song Qingshu once again practiced basic swordsmanship assiduously. He believed that as long as he worked hard, he would be recognized by Yu Liang.

But what he didn't expect was that this persistence lasted for more than half a year, and in the end he could no longer persist.

They don't teach anything, they just practice basic swordsmanship over and over again.

Not only Song Qingshu was suspicious, but other disciples of the Wudang Sect were also suspicious. Master Yu had no intention of teaching him at all.

When his basic swordsmanship improved again and was affirmed by Yu Liang, Song Qingshu directly stated that he would no longer practice basic swordsmanship, and also asked:

"Uncle Yu, are you not going to teach me swordsmanship?"

"Why would you say that?" Hearing this, Yu Liang replied calmly.

"You just keep asking me to practice basic swordsmanship, and you don't teach me other swordsmanship. If this is a test for me, I should pass it after such a long time!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Yu Liang suddenly laughing, Song Qingshu once again confirmed that he was being played, and said angrily and emotionally: "Uncle, I~"

Yu Liang stretched out his hand to interrupt him. He didn't say anything. Instead, he waved to Zhang Wuji in the distance to come over.

"Uncle Master!"

When Zhang Wuji came to him, Yu Liang said, "You two should compete."

Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu said angrily: "Come on, come on!" As he said that, he took two steps back, raised the sword in his hand and attacked Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji also used his palm skills to fight with him.

The two of them went back and forth and fought for dozens of rounds without a winner.

Regarding this, Zhang Wuji looked solemn, while Song Qingshu looked happy.

In the past, he would have been able to fight with the opponent for ten rounds before falling into a disadvantage and losing to the opponent. But this time, he actually fought for dozens of rounds and still was still evenly matched.

Therefore, Song Qingshu gradually gained the upper hand as he fought more bravely.

"Stop!"

Just when Zhang Wuji was about to be unable to resist, Yu Liang interrupted the competition between them.

After fighting for so long, many Wudang disciples had already surrounded the area. They all started talking in low voices after seeing that Song Qingshu actually defeated Zhang Wuji.

"Uncle Master!"

After winning the competition, Song Qingshu was as proud as a little rooster who had won a fight. He was about to say something to Yu Liang but was stopped by him.

Yu Liang ignored Song Qingshu and instead asked Zhang Wuji, who had a solemn look on his face: "How do you feel? Compared with the previous competitions, what changes do you think your Senior Brother Song has had?"

Thought for a moment. Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice: "If the martial arts moves have not changed, he has become more flexible, faster and more coherent in his moves."

"Ok!"

Yu Liang nodded, and then said to Song Qingshu: "Now, you understand why I have been letting you practice basic swordsmanship!"

"You are actually already very good at martial arts. I have nothing to teach you, so I will guide you on how to strengthen your foundation."

After a pause, Yu Liang said meaningfully: "There are high and low levels of martial arts, but it also depends on who uses it.

If it were me, even basic swordsmanship would be able to dominate the world. "

"do you understand?"

"Qingshu please remember your uncle's teachings!"

Song Qingshu naturally understood what this meant and immediately bowed respectfully.

"Keep practicing, I'll check again tomorrow!"

Watching Yu Liang leave, Song Qingsong's face lost the irritability and impatience and became full of fighting spirit.

Zhang Wuji stared at Yu Liang's leaving figure for a while, then looked at Song Qingshu who was continuing to practice basic swordsmanship. After thinking for a while, he also left the training ground.

Yu Liang was reading in the Sutra Pavilion. When he noticed Zhang Wuji's arrival, he couldn't help but smile, secretly thinking that this kid couldn't help but come to him.

"Uncle Yu!"

"It's Wuji, what's the matter?"

"Uncle Master, Wuji also wants you to teach me martial arts!"

Yu Liang looked at the scripture in his hand and replied softly: "I teach Qingshu to let him practice basic swordsmanship continuously. If you are interested, you can practice like him!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Zhang Wuji said: "Uncle Master, Wuji thinks that the foundation has been laid very solidly, so there is no need to practice such basic things anymore, so..."

Hearing this, Yu Liang suddenly put down the scripture in his hand and stared at him, and said leisurely: "Even I dare not say this. Basic martial arts must be practiced every day."

"Wuji, it's okay for young people to be talented and confident, but it's not good if too much confidence turns into arrogance."

"Go ahead!"

Seeing that Yu Liang was unwilling to say anything, Zhang Wuji had no choice but to leave angrily.

Seeing him leave, Yu Liang couldn't help but sigh. Without the suffering, the cowardly and independent Zhang Wuji disappeared, but he turned into this overconfident and proud Zhang Wuji.

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(End of this chapter)