Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 270 I am the only one who dominates
Hearing Wang Yuyan's inference, Huang Sixi turned around and asked her, "When you were escorting Murong Bo to Changchun Spring, did you reveal the "Northern Divine Art" to Murong Bo?"

In this world, only "Northern Divine Art" can produce a top master in a short period of time.

Wang Yuyan immediately shook her head: "I haven't! I haven't learned this magic skill completely yet. That day on Leigu Mountain, my grandfather gave me his more than 70 years of Beiming internal energy, but he didn't teach me the inner method. My great-grandfather was also there at the time and knew that I didn't learn this magic skill completely!"

Wang Yuyan went to look at Tong Lao, only to find that she had already leaped up into the air, her figure like a ghost, rushing into the battlefield between Li Qiushui and Murong Fu.

Wang Yuyan immediately kept silent. She kept looking around the crowd. Ever since she left Changchun Valley, she had only one thought in her mind, which was to find Murong Bo and take back her life.

Unfortunately, there were thousands of martial arts heroes who came to Chenqiao Station today, and she never saw Murong Bo.

However, Wang Yuyan saw an acquaintance, Duan Yu. A few months ago, when she escorted Murong Bo to escape to Changchun Valley, Duan Yu had accompanied her, and during that time, Duan Yu mentioned "Northern Divine Art".

Duan Yu inherited the complete Beiming Heart Sutra from a scroll left by her grandmother. The conversation between her and Duan Yu at that time might have been heard by Murong Bo.

Wang Yuyan guessed that Murong Bo must have learned the "Northern Divine Art" from Duan Yu and then passed it on to Murong Fu.

If this is true, the internal strength of Murong Bo and Murong Fu, father and son, may have reached the level of her grandmother. It would be almost impossible for her to find Murong Bo to take back her life.

When she thought of this, she saw Duan Yu, accompanied by Dali Zhennan King Duan Zhengchun and others, gathered around and came forward to greet Huang Sixi warmly.

Before the greetings were over, Huang Sixi pointed at Murong Fu and asked Duan Yu, "The inner strength used by that young man is exactly the same as Li Qiushui's. He must have mastered the "Northern Divine Art". Did you teach him this technique?"

Duan Yu looked embarrassed and laughed bitterly: "Brother Huang, the reason why I revealed the "Northern Divine Art" is also for the overall interests of the world!"

Huang Sixi was very confused when Duan Yu confirmed the fact of passing on the power. He said, "You can absorb the power and practice it yourself. Why do you want to pass it on to others? Did anyone force you to do that?"

Duan Yu sighed: "No one forced me, I revealed the secret of the Northern Divine Art of the Underworld on my own accord!"

Seeing her son's embarrassed expression, Dao Baifeng stepped forward to explain to Huang Sixi: "Master Huang, a few months ago we heard that the royal family of Dali was abducted by the Xixia people and taken to Bianjing, so we left Xiaojing Lake together and planned to go to Bianjing to rescue them. On the way, we were besieged by Xixia warriors. Fortunately, Master Murong Fu of 'Southern Murong' rescued us, and we were able to escape danger!"

Huang Sixi had heard about this from Zhao Qiansun and Tan Gong, so he asked, "You passed on the "Northern Sea Divine Art" to Murong Fu in order to thank him for saving your life?"

Dao Baifeng hastily denied, "Mr. Murong's original intention was not to save Yu'er, he wanted to save Murong's maids Ah Zhu and Ah Bi. Afterwards, Mr. Murong planned to part ways with us, but his retainer Bao Bu Tong heard a piece of news that after the Shaolin Temple was breached by the Xixia people, the surviving monks fled all the way south and settled in Lingshan Temple east of Xinyang City, so we went to visit together!"

Shaolin Temple is the largest sect in the world with many masters. If we can join forces with the Shaolin monks, then the chances of rescuing the Dali royal family will be greater.

At this moment, the four major ministers of Gusu Murong Family, Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, Bao Bu Tong and Feng Bo'e, as well as A'zhu and A'bie, also gathered around.

Ah Zhu originally wanted to say hello to Huang Sixi, but she remembered that when they were at Xiaojing Lake, Huang Sixi had repeatedly warned her not to go back to Yanziwu. Now she was staying with the Murong family, and she didn't know how to explain to Huang Sixi. She was so sad that she couldn't speak.

When Bao Bu Tong heard Dao Bai Feng mention him, he immediately clasped his fists towards Huang Sixi and said, "No! No! Madam Duan and the Prince of Zhennan and the others went to visit the Shaolin monks to seek protection. The reason why our Master Murong went along was to lend a helping hand to the Shaolin monks!"

Murong Fu and his four ministers rushed to Lingshan Temple because they had indeed heard the news that Shaolin Temple had been breached. They planned to do their best to help in order to gain fame in the martial arts world.

Who would have thought that after arriving at Lingshan Temple, they would meet hundreds of eminent monks from Shaolin Temple, including the Shaolin Abbot Xuanci. However, the monks did not follow the lead of Abbot Xuanci, but gathered around a skinny old monk who was over 70 years old.

When Murong Fu and others asked, they found out that the skinny old monk was just a serving monk who swept the floor in the Sutra Library of Shaolin Temple.

Although the Sweeping Monk has no seniority, he has profound martial arts skills and is more prestigious than Abbot Xuanci. He has become the backbone of the Shaolin monks.

Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan, learned that the Sweeping Monk had once fought off the Western Xia warriors and was also a master in the world who was capable of rescuing the Dali royal family. He immediately begged the Sweeping Monk to go to Bian Jing to rescue them.

The sweeping monk said: "My martial arts skills are no match for Li Qiushui, the Queen Mother of Xixia. Otherwise, I would not have watched the Shaolin Temple being breached and was helpless! There is only one person in the world who can defeat Li Qiushui!"

Duan Zhengchun asked hurriedly: "Please enlighten me, holy monk, who is this master?"

Abbot Xuanci answered on his behalf: "Fellow Jianghu people call him Zhong Shentong. I'm sure all of you have heard of the name of Mr. Huang! However, the Xixia people occupied Bianjing and controlled the royal family of the Song Dynasty. Mr. Huang never showed up. I'm afraid Mr. Huang was not sure of defeating Li Qiushui, otherwise he would not have stood idly by and watched the Xixia invasion!"

Duan Zhengchun was immediately excited. His family had the deepest friendship with Huang Sixi, and he hurriedly said, "Hero Huang went to Dali to track down a great enemy. It is very likely that he did not receive the news of the Xixia invasion. When he returns from Dali, he will definitely not allow the Xixia people to wreak havoc in the Central Plains!"

The Sweeping Monk and Abbot Xuanci were both excited: "Donor Duan, do you know when Hero Huang will return to the Central Plains?"

Duan Zhengchun was speechless: "This... I don't know!"

Seeing this, the Sweeping Monk and Abbot Xuanci shook their heads and said, "Since there is no sign of Mr. Huang's return, we can only wait and let the Xixia people sweep across the Central Plains!"

Duan Zhengchun still did not give up. He was worried that before Huang Sixi returned to the Central Plains, Dali Kingdom would be annexed by Western Xia and the Dali royal family would be massacred by Western Xia.

He begged, "Holy monk, abbot, is there really no other way to rescue our royal family?"

Abbot Xuanci was helpless and just shook his head.

The sweeping monk said, "The reason why Xixia Queen Dowager Li Qiushui can dominate the world is because of the Xiaoyao Sect's peerless magic skill, the Beiming Magic Skill. If there is anyone who understands the Beiming Magic Skill, then in just a few months, they can create a master who can rival Li Qiushui. Then there is still a chance to turn the tide!"

The Sweeping Monk only sighed. He could never have imagined that there was actually someone in the Dali Duan family who had mastered the "Northern Sea Divine Art".

In order to rescue his uncle Duan Zhengming who was kidnapped by Western Xia, Duan Yu confessed to the Sweeping Monk on the spot that he knew all the skills of "Northern Divine Art", but he had no idea how to create a master comparable to Li Qiushui.

In fact, Duan Yu knew in his heart that if he wanted to become a top master in a short period of time, he had to absorb the internal strength of others. However, Duan Yu was not willing to absorb other people's internal strength actively, so he confessed to the Sweeping Monk, hoping that the Sweeping Monk could point out a new way.

But how could the Sweeping Monk have a shortcut? He just told Duan Yu that the hundreds of surviving monks in Shaolin Temple, including himself, were all willing to voluntarily offer their inner strength and let Duan Yu absorb it.

Duan Yu felt that this was not a gentlemanly act, and was reluctant to absorb the inner strength of the Shaolin monk.

At this time, Abbot Xuan Ci proposed a compromise proposal, asking Duan Yu to reveal the secrets of "Northern Divine Art" to Shaolin Temple, and let the talented disciples of Shaolin Temple practice "Northern Divine Art". In this way, Duan Yu would not have to be embarrassed.

Duan Yu was so concerned about his reputation that he had to agree to Abbot Xuan Ci's request and announced the secret of "Northern Divine Art" to the Shaolin Temple.

Who would have known that not everyone could master the "Northern Divine Art"? Several disciples carefully selected by the Shaolin Temple were all unable to suppress the internal absorption of true Qi, and one after another went crazy and died on the spot.

The monks couldn't help but look at Duan Yu. Since Duan Yu was the first to find the secret of "Northern Divine Art", it was very likely that Duan Yu could practice this magical art to perfection.

At this time, the four great ministers of the Murong family in Gusu suddenly proposed that Murong Fu should try to practice. Abbot Xuanci was dissatisfied with Murong Bo for spreading false information and did not agree with Murong Fu practicing the "Northern Divine Art". However, considering that the risk of practicing this magical art was very high, it could be said that Murong Fu might become possessed after practicing it, Abbot Xuanci did not object.

Duan Yu, Duan Zhengchun and others were grateful to Murong Fu for rescuing their families from the Xixia warriors, and they all agreed to teach Murong Fu the "Northern Divine Art".

As a result, Murong Fu dispersed his ancestral internal energy and turned to practice "Northern Sea Divine Art". He was a genius and he got into the art right away. The more he practiced, the better he became. By absorbing the internal energy of Shaolin monks, the Northern Sea Qi he accumulated in just over a month was already comparable to that of Li Qiu Shui.

Murong Fu was originally a martial arts fanatic. When the Shaolin monk took the initiative to open his eyes to let him absorb internal energy, he did not hesitate at all.

Duan Yu was different. Even though the Shaolin monks were willing to devote their entire internal strength, Duan Yu was reluctant to steal the monks' life's work, so his speed in absorbing the internal strength was much slower.

By the time Murong Fu had absorbed three hundred years of Bei Ming true energy, Duan Yu was still lingering at the one hundred years mark.

The Sweeping Monk saw that Murong Fu had already mastered his magical powers, and that he and Murong Fu together would be more than enough to defeat Li Qiu Shui, so he ordered the Shaolin monks to stop using their internal energy.

At this time, Duan Yu wanted to absorb the inner strength of the Shaolin monks, but he could no longer do so.

During the past few months, the Shaolin monks only assisted Murong Fu to become a top master comparable to Li Qiushui, and Duan Yu was just a substitute.

At present, Duan Yu’s internal strength is almost the same as Wang Yuyan’s.

This is how the whole thing came about.

After Huang Sixi heard the whole story, he asked Duan Yu, "During the time when you and Murong Fu were practicing the Northern Divine Art at Lingshan Temple, did Murong Bo show up?"

"Absolutely not!"

Duan Yu shook his head like a rattle: "Brother Huang, I have never seen Murong Bo in the past few months. During this period, Master Murong and I were together day and night, so he probably hasn't seen him either!"

Huang Sixi thought: "If Murong Bo hadn't shown up, then Murong Bo definitely hadn't mastered the Northern Ocean Divine Art! In today's battle at Chenqiaoyi, the only people who would fight were Li Qiushui, Murong Fu, Tong Lao and the Sweeping Monk!"

As he thought of this, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd of heroes in the Central Plains martial arts world, and hundreds of Shaolin monks arrived at the battlefield.

The Sweeping Monk stood at the front of the team. The moment he appeared, he leaped and jumped between Li Qiushui, Tong Lao and Murong Fu.

The crowd watching nearby could only see four figures flying back and forth in the air. Their speed was so fast that it was impossible to make out their moves. It was as if four beams of light were flashing left and right. No one had any idea who would win or lose.

Among the thousands of people present, only Huang Sixi could clearly witness their fierce battle.

Almost everyone was paying attention to the final battle between the four of them.

Only Duan Zhengchun, the King of Zhennan in Dali, kept his eyes fixed on Wang Yuyan. He walked to Wang Yuyan's side and asked in a low voice, "A-Luo, why do you have a few more scars on your face?"

Wang Yuyan glanced at Duan Zhengchun and thought, what does it have to do with you whether I have a scar on my face or not?
Wang Yuyan was a lady, and she did not say anything bad to Duan Zhengchun. She just said coldly: "My name is Wang Yuyan, Li Qingluo is my mother!"

Duan Zhengchun was shocked: "Ah! You are A'Luo's daughter? Where is your mother? Where is she?"

Wang Yuyan looked sad: "My mother is dead. She died trying to save me. I am so sorry for her, so sorry for her!"

Duan Zhengchun was struck by lightning, muttering to himself: "A-Luo is dead, is A-Luo dead?"

He looked at Wang Yuyan's appearance again, as if she was carved from the same mold as Li Qingluo. He subconsciously thought of Qin Hongmian's daughter Mu Wanqing, Gan Baobao's daughter Zhong Ling, and Ruan Xingzhu's daughters Azhu and Azi.

These girls are all his biological daughters.

He couldn't help but wonder if he was the father of Li Qingluo's daughter?

When Wang Yuyan saw him looking at her, her face showed five parts of guilt and five parts of regret, which looked very strange.

Wang Yuyan took a step forward, walked to the side of Huang Sixi, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Huang, what do you think of this man?"

Huang Sixi turned his head to look at Duan Zhengchun, then said to Wang Yuyan: "It's okay, he is your biological father, you have no blood relationship with the Murong family!"

Wang Yuyan was stunned: "How...how is this possible! I...Isn't my biological father's last name Wang?"

Just when Wang Yuyan was stunned.

The decisive battle between Li Qiushui, Murong Fu, Tong Lao and the Sweeping Monk has also come to an end.

Facing the siege of three masters of the same level, Li Qiushui was quickly defeated. Tong Lao pointed at her Tanzhong acupoint and she fell to the ground with a plop.

When Tong Lao saw that Li Qiu Shui was waiting to die, her face was full of satisfaction, and she wished she could pounce on Li Qiu Shui immediately and kill her.

But before Tong Lao could fly to Li Qiu Shui's side, a figure appeared, like an arrow shot from a bow, landing beside Tong Lao. With a sudden punch, the Changchun Qi outside Tong Lao's body was pierced like an iron hammer, and hit Tong Lao in the chest.

There was a sound of 'Puff!'

Tong Lao vomited blood, her body bent, and she fell backwards to the ground, unable to get up again.

The Sweeping Monk and Murong Fu nearby saw another expert escaping into the battlefield. The Sweeping Monk rushed forward and tried to rescue Tong Lao, but Murong Fu retreated to protect himself first.

After the figure knocked down Tong Lao with one move, the fist suddenly turned and slashed at the Sweeping Monk, instantly breaking through the three-foot air wall and hitting the Sweeping Monk's lower abdomen with a "bang!". The Sweeping Monk suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing down on him, his body softened, and he collapsed uncontrollably on the spot.

The figure defeated Tong Lao and the Sweeping Monk with quick strokes, but did not pursue Murong Fu.

He was seen standing between Li Qiushui, Tong Lao, and the Sweeping Monk, with one hand clenched into a fist, gathering his inner strength and shouting to the thousands of people around him: "I am the only one who reigns supreme in heaven and on earth! Those who obey me will prosper, and those who defy me will perish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped into the air and shouted again: "This time, the Song Dynasty, the Xia Dynasty, the Liao Dynasty, Tubo, and the Dali have merged into one country, and all belong to the Murong family of Yan. For thousands of years, they will all be inherited by the Murong family!"

(End of this chapter)