Although Ye Zhiqiu's Tai Chi has not had much time to learn, but because of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his physical fitness far surpasses others, and his physical flexibility is also very strong.

In the eyes of the girl and a group of onlookers, they were also taken aback.

Tai Chi is one of their morning classes, and they have been practicing in the mountains for several years, but when it comes to mastering Tai Chi, they don't seem to be as good as the newcomers they are now.

This is also the reason why the girl went to report to the head when she saw Ye Zhiqiu playing a set of Tai Chi.

She feels that when Wudang is short of talents, it is a blessing for Wudang to have such a young genius join Wudang!

"You are Changshan Ye Zhiqiu?"

In the main hall of Wudang, Qing Song, the contemporary head, sat in the center, and a pair of sharp eyes scanned Ye Zhiqiu back and forth. Below him, there are many Wudang disciples.

In addition to the children of Wudang, there are two middle-aged Taoist priests dressed in yellow robes, who are prominent at first glance, and they should be the law enforcement elders of Wudang.

The girl who led Ye Zhiqiu up the mountain stood on the top of many disciples of Wudang, and her status was obviously extraordinary.

It is precisely because of the girl's extraordinary status that her words have a bit of weight, and what she said made the head of the family make an exception to see Ye Zhiqiu.

"It is Changshan Ye Zhiqiu, when he was young, he had to teach Wudang Taijiquan, and felt that Wudang Kung Fu was broad and profound, so he was not far away, and I implore him to worship Wudang. ”

Ye Zhiqiu is neither humble nor arrogant, not in a hurry, and eloquently.

He can feel that this Qingsong Daoist is really a master, that pair of eyes are like a knife cut, like lightning, looking at your eyes, it can make people's hearts tremble, and they dare not tell half a lie.

But Ye Zhiqiu can be regarded as a person who has seen the scene, and he can still deal with it.

"Oh, then you can do a set of tai chi first. ”

Qingsong Daoren stared at Ye Zhiqiu's eyes for a long time, and saw that Ye Zhiqiu was still indifferent, not in a hurry, and already had a little belief.

This state of mind is the state of mind that has been practiced for many years in Wudang Kung Fu, and such a state of mind is also suitable for practicing Wudang Kung Fu!

"Yes. ”

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, and practiced Tai Chi again under the gaze of everyone.

It is still flowing water, natural fluency, and powerful changes, yin and yang, movement and stillness are undoubtedly manifested in this set of Taijiquan.

It's pleasing to the eye!

"What else did that Taoist teach you?"

Qingsong Dao people were a little happy in their hearts.

To be able to practice Tai Chi to this point is already to understand the principles of Tai Chi, and few of his disciples can reach this kind of realm!

It's just that Qingsong Daoist also felt a little strange, he found that the Tai Chi taught by the unknown Taoist was quite a health preservation method, but it was not suitable for the way of killing and fighting, and there were some differences with the Tai Chi he had learned!

"Presumably, the Taoist saw that this young man was too young at that time, so he only taught the method of health preservation. ”

Qing Song was thoughtful.

"I don't know who that Taoist's name is, but have you ever given you other kung fu?"

Qing Song asked again.

"The Taoist claimed to be a Daoist who boiled rain, and also taught me Xuanwu Boxing, Taiyi Five Elements Boxing, and Wudang Seven Star Sword. ”

Ye Zhiqiu did not hesitate and reported the name of the chief of the Boiling Rain Road.

He knew that there was a certain risk in this, and if the Wudang Sect did not have such a Dao leader, it would be more troublesome.

Moreover, Ye Zhiqiu knew that to a large extent, Wudang really did not have such a Taoist.

But Ye Zhiqiu had a feeling that if he said it so directly and without hesitation, it would make the head of Wudang believe in his sincerity even more.

No one wants to come to Wudang to be a thief, and they are so upright and bright!

On the contrary, if he kept covering it up and refused to tell Qingsong Daoren the name of the Taoist who taught him Taijiquan, it would make Qingsong Daoren suspicious.

Human nature is wonderful, probably so.

When Ye Zhiqiu believed that the Taoist who taught him Tai Chi in this world was the Dao Master of Boiling Rain, others also believed it......

"Boiling rain?" is like a name given by a Taoist walking on the rivers and lakes, but I don't seem to have heard of it. ”

Qingsong Daoren was slightly stunned, feeling that "Boiling Rain" was definitely not the real name of that Taoist, but he could also figure it out, maybe the Wudang master in the game world just gave such a name at random.

"Here comes the sword!"

The Daoist of Boiling Rain did not let the Qingsong Daoist take it to heart, and that Daoist was afraid that he would not be able to save Wudang, and now those who can save Wudang should be the young genius disciples!

Therefore, Qing Song wanted to see how well this Ye Zhiqiu's swordsmanship was practiced.

The Wudang Seven-Star Sword is the most introductory swordsmanship in Wudang, and it can also test a disciple's basic skills.

"Yes, sir. ”

A disciple walked out from below and said to Ye Zhiqiu: "Take the sword!"

His sword and scabbard galloped towards Ye Zhiqiu together, as if he was going to test the new martial arts under the school.

If this newcomer can't even catch his sword, it will be a big joke, and even if he enters Wudang in the future, he will not be taken seriously by the master!

"This generation of disciples should be the worst class brought by the Qingsong Dao people. ”

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't see that disciple's mind, he knew that he could hold on to it in the real world, but if he did it here, he would be stupid, this is a place where the weak eat the strong, they like to bully the weak, and worship the strong! Only by shining on the stage in the most genius way can the sect take a fancy to him and give him enough resources he needs!

At that moment, Ye Zhiqiu did not hesitate, took one step, and had already arrived at the galloping sword, his hand stretched out, put it on the hilt of the sword, and stepped forward.

His speed is even greater than that of a galloping sword!

Therefore, when the scabbard was still moving in the void, Ye Zhiqiu had already pulled out his sword and held a sword flower in his hand.

A moment later, the scabbard fell to the ground.

All this happened only between the lightning and flint, and there were disciples who did not have enough cultivation to understand it, but such as Qingsong Dao people, they saw it clearly and were extremely happy.

Just now, when Ye Zhiqiu drew his sword, it could be seen that this newcomer was a genius in learning swords, and his speed and vision were so fast that he surpassed many of his disciples!

Kendo genius, be Ye Zhiqiu!

"Heaven does not give birth to Ye Zhiqiu, the ancient sword path is like a dark night!

Qingsong Daoist only watched Ye Zhiqiu show such a hand, and knew that the seven-star sword that Ye Zhiqiu was going to practice next must have been perfected.

Sure enough, Ye Zhiqiu's next performance did not disappoint him, and the more he watched it, the more he liked it.

"Okay, good, good, Ye Zhiqiu, you are talented and intelligent, you have extraordinary understanding, and you are destined for my Wudang, this seat has decided to make an exception to accept you as a disciple, are you willing?"

"Disciple Ye Zhiqiu, meet the head master!"