Gao Qiang was completely innocent like a child. He climbed up the bamboo platform from behind, holding a tray in his hand, with six cups of clear water on it. He started from Song Yuanqiao and delivered it one by one, and finally gave it to Yin Liting. This circle was over.

After saluting his uncle and uncle, he stood back behind Yu Daiyan.

Everyone on the stage didn't blame him for being rude. After all, his courtesy had already reached the point. Everyone gave him a glass of water and did not hit the smiling person. That's what he meant.

Since this little guy told the news about the Vajra Sect, everyone's eyes have naturally become three points higher, and it is easy to talk to acquaintances. After all, this little kid and his mentor Zhang Sanfeng have said a few words that he had "intimate contact for a month", so everyone doesn't punish him. If the other three generations of disciples ran up like this, it is essential to get criticized.

Moreover, this child is smart, well-behaved, and is particularly sensible. Behind him are Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daying, who are naturally different from others in the eyes of the heroes of Wudang.

Yu Daiyan looked at Gao Qiang, and his eyes were filled with love, but his mouth was unforgivable: "Boy, why did he get off so quickly?"

The Wudang School is orderly and has different ranks of superiority and inferiority, but in normal times, Taoism pursues freedom, and Zhang Sanfeng has a first-class lazy temper. There are many jokes between masters and apprentices.

Gao Qiang smiled and said, "Reporting to the master, there are many masters below, fists and feet. If you are not careful, the reputation that the disciple finally earned for half a lifetime will be destroyed. I am afraid that my reputation will not be guaranteed when I grow old, so I came down."

These words were inconsistent, and the bullhead was not right, and there was no logic at all. Moreover, where did he get a reputation as a child? How old is he called an old man? A group of kids below fight, where did he get a master? Therefore, when everyone heard the conversation between him, they laughed, even if it was over.

Gao Qiang had fooled Yu Daiyan with a smile. Yu Daiyan also knew that his disciple had always been eccentric and sensible, and he might have been calculating in his heart, so he was too lazy to say more, so he just sat there in the audience.

Gao Qiang looked from above and down. Good guy, who was about sixty, was fighting against each other below. It looked a bit stunning from above. The only drawback is that these people looked messy, so where was there a little bit of a martial arts person?

This cannot be blamed on these children. They have only been practicing martial arts for a year. After all, they are not familiar with the routines and their physiological instincts are better than martial arts routines. Therefore, this fight can still maintain the regularity of the rules at the beginning, but at the end, there are rogues fighting on the streets.

You punch and I, don’t hide or avoid it. It depends on who has strong strength, who can hold on, and who will smash who will fall first. This is the end.

What's more, in order to win, they would pull their nostrils and hold their eyes and even kick their vaginas out. Fortunately, they either beat them or make them scared, and then automatically abstain from the right.

The six heroes on the stage frowned more and more as they looked at it. A storm was born on Song Yuanqiao's brows! Both eyebrows were condensed into twigs, their faces were cold and there was no trace of heat, and others did not have a very friendly look.

Gao Qiang was about to suffer as his fellow brothers below, and he wanted to help you.

"Master, how old are you learning martial arts?" Gao Qiang asked Yu Daiyan with a pretentious attitude.

Yu Daiyan was a little stunned, then closed his eyes and thought about it, and then replied: "I was nine years old when my mentor accepted me from my disciples and taught me martial arts."

Gao Qiang pretended to be innocent: "Master, if, if, if, if, if, and you, who was nine years old, who was better at martial arts? Who would win?"

Gao Qiang’s problem is extremely abrupt. If you put it strictly, it is disrespectful. If you let it go, you will be rude to the master.

But Yu Daiyan had a special relationship with this disciple who could restore his body. He laughed: "If you say that, you may not be able to beat you."

Gao Qiang said happily: "Okay, Master, you see that half of the people off the field are not as good as me. Among the remaining half, half are similar to me. Among the remaining half, half are better than me. Among the last half, half are better than me!"

Gao Qiang deliberately made this statement entangled, and said a lot of half of it, making people feel overwhelmed.

Gao Qiang's last sentence is the key point: "Then, twenty or thirty years later, our Wudang will have masters like thirty or forty masters like you!"

Yu Daiyan smiled and said nothing. He knew that learning martial arts was hard work in the early stage, but talented in the later stage. For example, his mentor Zhang Sanfeng is a first-class master and does not hide his own personalities. However, the martial arts skills of the seven disciples under him vary greatly. In addition to age, there are other talents.

If you talk about talent, the missing Zhang Cuishan is the best.

However, after Gao Qiang said this, everyone thought it was reasonable. After all, they are still young now and don’t need to be like masters.

The melee off the field was at the end of the stage. Several Taoist priests were strictly supervising there. The children were not able to learn their skills, and soon a group of people fell, and two people were left in the field!

One is Yu Daiyan's registered disciple Mingyue. Everyone saw that he was thin and weak, wearing a blue shirt, standing there, his face was blue and purple, his nostrils were bleeding, his eyes were black, his mouth was swollen, his clothes were torn, and his clothes were torn. When he stood there, he felt an indescribable feeling, like a little beggar.

On the other hand, Song Yuanqiao's only beloved son Song Qingshu, who was also dressed in an ordinary Wudang disciple, and there was no difference, but his jade face was fair, like pink and jade carvings, which was extremely pleasing. His clothes were neat and there was not even a single black footprint on it, which was extremely quiet, so this impression was given to Song Qingshu.

It turned out that Song Qingshuyi was better than others in martial arts. He had to practice Wudang Nine Yang Gong. With his father Song Yuanqiao's careful guidance, he naturally far surpassed his colleagues. Moreover, during the competition just now, everyone knew his identity.

First of all, he is not as good as him, and secondly, he knows that this guy is the master's beloved son, so his opponent always takes a few moves and admits that he loses himself. He fights over a dozen games from beginning to end, but he doesn't even take any effort.

However, Mingyue, he is just Yu Daiyan's registered disciple, and no one will let him go. Everyone is in real battle. In order to win the team, some guys who are big guys have used the wheel formation. Therefore, it is not easy for Mingyue to survive until the end. It is the best proof that his clothes are covered in wounds and torn clothes are the best proof.

Gao Qiang secretly shouted on the stage: Mingyue! Come on, knock down this kid! Let him know that the sky is high and the earth is thick! Let him know that the sun and the moon are unparalleled - the last sentence is purely a modern unreasonable shout.

The two men bowed to each other in a gentle manner, then they touched their fists slightly, and then they began.

This fight is slightly different.

Mingyue's thirty-two-style long fist guarded the door, and they were tossing and turning around. Song Qingshan made a variety of tricks. In addition to the entry-level long fist, Wudang's capture hands and Wudang's short-strike grabbing hands, and they all used them.

Both of them have a shallow foundation and neither can do light skills, so they are slow and solid and clear.

The two people's bodies rolled into a ball on it.
Chapter completed!