Valkyrie training system

Chapter 51 Apprenticeship
Hearing his son Song Qingshu's words, Song Yuanqiao's brows were deeply frowned. He was hesitant and made a decision immediately. Although he has a gentle and elegant personality, all of this is based on his sect and close people who will not threaten him.

Although he admired Wu Sheng's magnanimous attitude just now, but as Song Qingshu said, this person is a person of unknown origin, and he has not weak martial arts, who knows if he is a spy.

Some decent sects accept apprentices, but they will not accept those with martial arts. This is to prevent spies from mixing in, and they will not accept adults, because their muscles and bones have already been formed, and it is difficult to make progress in learning martial arts at this time.

Even if you really accept it, at most you will be given a position as a handyman, and you may be taught some basic internal skills and boxing and sword skills. It is impossible to further improve martial arts.

With a decision in mind, Song Yuanqiao thought about how to refuse Wu Sheng's request to become a teacher, at most make up for the misunderstanding he had with the Wudang sect just now, teach him two or three martial arts moves, and then send him down the mountain.

Song Qingshu watched his father frown and think deeply, as his son, how could he not see what he was thinking, he already knew in his heart that his father would not follow Wu Sheng's request of apprenticeship, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Wu Sheng didn't know what Song Yuanqiao was thinking at this time, but seeing the joy on Song Qingshu's face, he sighed slightly in his heart. He already knew that it would be extremely difficult to enter these famous schools.

Wu Sheng has already failed all the conditions for accepting disciples of these prestigious sects. He is neither a child whose muscles and bones have not yet formed, nor an adult without martial arts.

That being the case, then implement the plan you have in mind, and take a bet to see if you can join the Wudang sect. If you win the bet, then you will be able to obtain advanced martial arts. If you lose the bet, you can only go to other sects to apprentice .

"Song Daxia, besides coming to pay homage to my teacher, I also want to visit Master Zhang, and I hope he can let me in." Wu Sheng said with some respect, clasping his fist at the Wudang faction behind him.

"Visit Master, why?" Song Yuanqiao was suddenly puzzled by what Wu Sheng said at this time, and immediately became vigilant in his heart, and began to wonder if this person was a spy who wanted to murder Zhang Sanfeng.

"When I was young, I often heard Zhang Zhenren's name from my father, because my father had received the favor of Zhang Zhenren before. At that time, my father was threatened with his life. Zhang Zhenren passed by to help and taught martial arts." Wu Sheng With an expression of admiration in his eyes, he said to Song Yuanqiao.

In fact, the admiration shown by Wu Sheng is not pretending. Who is Zhang Sanfeng? His martial arts attainments are superb and unfathomable. This top martial arts master.

If I can get his guidance, I will definitely improve greatly in terms of state of mind and internal skills. If I stay here for a while, I will not be far from the seventh floor of Houtian.

Song Qingshu didn't believe what Wu Sheng said at all, so he immediately said, "Father, don't believe his nonsense, this kid is definitely a liar, after you take him down, ask him hard, and you will know where it is." Spy sent."

In fact, don't talk about Song Qingshu, even Song Yuanqiao doesn't quite believe what Wu Sheng said. If Zhang Sanfeng saved his father's life, he absolutely believes it, because the master used to travel all over the world and saved countless people.

But it's impossible to teach martial arts. The master taught only seven of us, and almost didn't teach others. Even Qingshu only taught us two or three times.

Wu Sheng knew that Song Yuanqiao would never believe what he just said, so he stepped forward and said to him; "I knew Song Daxia would not believe it, as long as I check my internal strength, I will know .”

Seeing Wu Sheng's confident, free-spirited and confident expression, Song Qingshu felt flustered for some reason, and began to suspect that what he said was true, he was so entangled that he decided to stop it no matter whether it was true or not.

"Father, be careful not to fall into this villain's scheme. This man must have conspired to harm you, so he must fall for it." Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped him with a worried and anxious expression.

"I have a sense of proportion." Song Yuanqiao said with a decision in his mind.

He decided to try Wu Sheng's internal strength, if what he said was false, then he would increase his palm strength and know his life at once, if what he said was true.

Song Yuanqiao grabbed Wu Sheng's arm vigilantly in his heart, then lifted it up, and lightly hit his palm with his right palm, and began to test his internal strength.

After the inner strength entered his body, Song Yuanqiao was surprised to find that Wu Sheng's inner strength was very similar to the Taiji inner strength created by his master, and it was impossible for the Taiji inner strength or even a similar method to be used outside, so he began to believe his words in his heart.

After seeing Song Yuanqiao's surprised expression, Wu Sheng smiled triumphantly. Although he had expected this outcome, it was still a kind of gamble. No matter how likely he was to lose, he still had a chance to lose. Now It seems that he won the bet.

But it's no wonder, because Wu Sheng's chance of winning the bet is very high. Tai Chi internal energy is very similar to his Yin Yang Wuji skill.

If it is true, the two kinds of exercises can only be said to be similar at best, and they are not related at all, but these Guda people don't know how many, because the inner strength is similar, they will think it is that kind of inner strength mental method.

"Come with me." Although Song Yuanqiao found out that Wu Sheng's cultivation method was very similar to his master's Taiji internal strength, he was still not sure, so he immediately went to Zhang Sanfeng to confirm again.

"Okay." Wu Sheng smiled, cupped his fists at Song Yuanqiao, and followed him into the room.

Seeing Wu Sheng walking in with Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu's eyes revealed a bit of dissatisfaction, but this was his father's decision, and he could not veto it, so he could only follow in together, hoping that his father's sense of internal strength just now was wrong.

After entering the Wudang School, Song Yuanqiao asked the Wudang disciples to greet Wu Sheng, and then hurriedly went to Zhang Sanfeng to come over and let him test his internal strength to know the truth.

Soon after, Song Yuanqiao brought a white-haired old man here. He was tall and handsome, with big ears and round eyes, and a beard like a halberd. The most conspicuous thing was the white hair shawl, the white eyebrows that fell to the shoulders, and the white beard that grew to the chest. In front of him, he was wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe.

Needless to say, this is Zhang Sanfeng, the grand master of Tai Chi. Although he is nearly a hundred years old, his personality is a bit frizzy, like a child.

Name: Zhang Sanfeng
Boundary: Innate Tenth Floor

Affiliation: Wudang faction

Main attributes (ordinary 5):
Strength: 396, Movement: 398, Constitution: 90, Spirit: 91
Special attributes:
Comprehension: 16, source of blessing: 8
Martial Arts: Taijiquan, Taijiquan, Wudang Nine Suns Kungfu, Chunyang Wuji Kungfu, Ti Yunzong, Wuji Xuangongquan, Wudang Night Knife, Youlong Swordsmanship, etc.

Although there are only a few kinds of martial arts written here, Wu Sheng knows that Zhang Sanfeng has at least dozens of martial arts, of course there are high and low, he is not greedy, just teach him a better lightness kung fu and swordsmanship. .

"This is the child of the person you said I taught martial arts outside, that is, one of my disciples." Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Sheng and asked Song Yuanqiao secretly.

"Yes, master." Song Yuanqiao replied respectfully in secret.

After receiving Song Yuanqiao's answer, Zhang Sanfeng immediately walked over, grabbed Wu Sheng's hand and began to test his internal strength. After some testing, it was indeed like his own Tai Chi magic.

Tai Chi was comprehended when he was young by combining many kinds of boxing techniques, and then he gradually perfected it and finally created it. Zhang Sanfeng didn't remember whether it was passed on to outsiders, but everything can be faked, but internal strength cannot be faked.

Zhang Sanfeng felt that Wu Sheng's Yin-Yang Wuji Kung Fu was very similar to his Tai Chi. Although they were not the same, he thought that what he had created at that time was not complete, so the two were not the same.

"Do you know how to use Taijiquan?" Zhang Sanfeng was looking at Wu Sheng, already made up his mind, he smiled and asked casually.

"No, my father said that he didn't dare to spread the word without the consent of Zhang Zhenren. It was I who made a solemn oath that I would worship Wudang as my teacher in the future, so I passed on my inner strength and mentality." Wu Sheng had long thought about this issue. I expected it, so I replied immediately.

Hearing Wu Sheng's answer, Zhang Sanfeng nodded, then walked aside and seemed to be discussing something with Song Yuanqiao. Although he didn't know what they were talking about, but judging by their expressions, it should be a good thing.

"Since I taught your father martial arts, you can also be said to be one of my disciples, so you stay and join the Wudang sect." After Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao had a discussion, they walked over and said to Wu Sheng.

"Thank you, Master Zhang." After wasting a lot of energy, Wu Sheng finally got the answer. He couldn't help but smile on his face, and clasped his fists in gratitude.

"Master, which sect should I ask him to worship?" Now that Zhang Sanfeng had made a decision, Song Yuanqiao didn't have any disagreement in his heart. Thinking of Wu Sheng's strength in his heart, he asked the master.

"This." Zhang Sanfeng frowned, thinking about this question in his heart. Just now Song Yuanqiao had told him that Wu Sheng's strength was comparable to that of Song Qingshu, and Song Qingshu was a leader among Wudang's third-generation disciples. If Wudang's third-generation disciples It's not right to be his master.

"Master Zhang, I want to be placed under the apprenticeship of a master of swordsmanship, is that okay?" Wu Sheng looked at Zhang Sanfeng thinking, and boldly made this request.

"If you want a master with superb swordsmanship, well, then put it under Liting's door." Zhang Sanfeng was not annoyed at Wu Sheng's request, but was secretly glad that he solved a problem for himself, and waved his approval up.

Seeing later that his master agreed to Wu Sheng's apprenticeship, Song Qingshu felt even more dissatisfied, but the Wudang sect is his own territory, and it is easy to play tricks on him, so he decided to give his juniors a little bit of trouble in the future taste.

(End of this chapter)