Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 226 Sword Slashes Wuhua
What is your real name?

"I don't know. All I know is that I am the son of the Japanese samurai Tenfu Jushiro. I have no name, only the Buddhist name given to me by my master. I have nothing else."

Where is the other child?

“I don’t know. I was too young then. I only have the memory of being adopted by my master. Now it’s my turn to ask you: When did you start to doubt me? I thought my disguise was flawless and I didn’t reveal the slightest flaw.”

Wu Hua was not telling the truth.

A gentleman can be deceived.

Wu Hua is gambling, gambling that Chu Liuxiang will believe him.

The two had been friends for many years, and Chu Liuxiang was a man of great loyalty and righteousness, making him the best point of entry.

If Chu Liuxiang cannot be bound by loyalty and righteousness, then when Li Zhaoting is free, even ten Wuhuas will die under Li Zhaoting's sword. Wuhua is very arrogant and thinks he is an unparalleled genius, the best in every aspect.

Until eight days ago, when Li Zhaoting killed Di Qinglin in front of him, the magnificent sword aura, the solid foundation, the firm strike, and the determination to kill were all things that Wuhua could not match. At most, Wuhua was on par with Di Qinglin.

Di Qinglin is, after all, a marquis.

How many people would dare to kill a marquis in broad daylight? Even if the marquis had committed countless crimes!
Li Zhaoting dares!

Li Zhaoting didn't consider any conflicts of interest or personal relationships; he only had one thought in his mind: to tear Di Qinglin to pieces, to pulverize him into dust, and to ensure that Di Qinglin would never be reincarnated. Only in this way could he achieve his goal.

It's impossible without flowers.

Wu Hua weighs the pros and cons when making decisions.

When one's resolve is weak and one is always thinking about personal gain, one's actions will inevitably become slower. If one slows down even slightly, one will be fatally wounded.

A battle of masters.

It's all about fighting for every single inch.

It sounds simple, but how many people can actually do it?
The world is bustling with activity, all chasing fame and fortune. But those who, for a single thought, are filled with passion and disregard their own lives are extremely rare throughout history.

Without flowers, one cannot be a phoenix, much less a unicorn.

He's a traitor from Japan!
In this respect, he is not as good as Tenfu Shiro.

Tenfu Shiro is resolute and decisive in his actions, willing to sacrifice his life to achieve his goals. Japanese martial arts emphasize extremes, with victory or defeat decided in just a few moves.

They only have two or three chances to strike; if they hesitate even slightly when they do, they will surely die a gruesome death.

As the saying goes, knowing something doesn't mean you can do it. Wu Hua understood these principles, but he couldn't do them because he cared too much about his life and fortune.

Wu Hua dislikes taking matters into his own hands.

He likes to give someone a push from behind.

If you don't take action, you won't create any flaws.

Wu Hua was unaware that he had revealed a flaw.

This was a question that Wu Hua couldn't understand.

"Li Zhaoting has analyzed that you are the one in the martial arts world with the best chance of stealing the Heavenly Divine Water from the Divine Water Palace. The Divine Water Palace does not welcome men, but it likes monks very much."

"It's that simple?"

"Who told you it's that simple? If you want to put suspicion on you, first you need to know that Jellyfish Yin Ji likes to listen to high monks talk about Buddhism, and second you need to break through your inner shackles, not treat you as a monk, but as a man."

Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose: "This is very difficult. You usually act as if you are detached from worldly affairs and indifferent to the world, unlike people in the mortal world. To be honest, when I had this thought, I felt that I was desecrating you."

"Thank you for your trust, Xiang Shuai."

"Now it's my turn. What methods will you use to gather these people and make them kill each other?"

"Xiang Shuai is really cunning. He combined two questions into one. In order to give a complete answer, I have to throw in two or three secrets of the martial arts world. You've hit the jackpot with this question."

"How can you be a 'master thief' if you're not cunning! They say I'm a charming rogue among rogues, haha! The word 'rogue' comes before 'charming rogue,' that's my true nature."

"I'm scared of you, I'll start from the beginning."

From the moment I learned about my origins, I plotted revenge against Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect. By chance, I joined the Azure Dragon Society, and under their guidance, I joined the Heavenly Mandate Sect, where I learned the art of seduction and intrigue.

Didn't expect?

The renowned "Wonderful Monk" Wuhua was, from beginning to end, a tool cultivated by the Heavenly Mandate Sect.

Tools designed to target disciples of the Divine Water Palace.

I used the opportunity of preaching Buddhism to lure a disciple of the Divine Water Palace into helping me steal the Heavenly One Divine Water. This process was very complicated, and I spent half a year and a huge amount of resources to complete the task.

During this period, in order to help me design the script, more than 30 analysts and screenwriters from the Tianming Sect worked overtime to analyze the situation and formulate plans for me. People in the martial arts world despise the Tianming Sect, but they don't know that the Tianming Sect is unparalleled and has reached the pinnacle in the art of using honey traps.

The way to gather Ximen Qian, Lingjiuzi, Zhamuhe and others was even simpler. When they were young, they admired a peerless beauty. Because the beauty was too beautiful, she was envied by a female demon with high martial arts skills. The female demon gave her a month to destroy her appearance.

The beauty's martial arts skills were weak, and she was no match for the female demon. Before her face was disfigured, she could only ask the most famous painter in the martial arts world to paint a portrait of her to preserve her unparalleled beauty.

After completing the painting, the beauty blinded the painter, gave the scroll to Jamukha and others, disfigured herself, and prepared to find a nunnery to spend the rest of her life. It was at this time that she met Ren Ci, who later became the leader's wife.

Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect have always been on good terms. I visited Elder Ren under the guise of Southern Shaolin and took the opportunity to steal the Sect Leader's wife's private letters and imitate her handwriting.

What happened next is self-evident.

Upon receiving the letter, these people rushed over immediately.

You've got one thing wrong.

I didn't kill these people.

They didn't kill each other.

You must have heard this saying, right?
—Use their own methods against them!

There is a family that is proficient in all kinds of martial arts and likes to kill their enemies in the way their enemies are best at. They happen to be located in Suzhou. Do you remember the case of the massacre of the entire family?

The Bai family of Gusu was brutally wiped out overnight.

Ling Yufeng is the murderer of the entire family, that's undeniable, but he's not the only murderer. He's the murderer's apprentice, and the real culprit is the October leader of the Green Dragon Society.

Those mountain strongholds outside the city were also under his control.

This guy has been plotting a rebellion all along!

Why do I know this so clearly?

Because I am also a disciple of the October Dragon!

I was ordered by him to gather these people and extort money from them. After they were killed, I was responsible for disposing of the bodies. During this time, Kongxing, Xuanbei and others came to the door. In order to interfere with the direction of the investigation, the October Dragon Head used the martial arts skills that these people were best at to carry out a series of killings and poisoned Xuanbei with Tianyi Divine Water.

I killed Xuanbei!

The only person I killed in this case was Master Xuanbei. His martial arts skills were too high. The leader of the Tenth Month had to use his own family's skills to kill Xuanbei. Once his family's skills were exposed, his identity would inevitably be revealed.

Of course, this is just an attempt to cover up the truth.

I had long suspected that he was from the Murong clan of Gusu.

Finally, there's the Ziyan murder case.

The murderer is Ling Yufeng.

The thief cries "Stop thief!"

His task was also to amass wealth.

The leading companies in October desperately need money.

Especially recently, the leader of October has been accumulating wealth like crazy. Based on my observation, some of his businesses have probably been destroyed. Considering the major events that have happened in the underworld recently, the water fortress that Li Zhaoting destroyed in Jiangling should belong to the leader of October.

That's all I know.

This is the complete case process.

Do you have any other questions? If Xiang Shuai has no further questions, please answer my last one: Can the Shaolin Hundred Steps Divine Fist hit Ta Yue Liu Xiang? I'm very curious about this!

"The drinks are finished, it's time to get started!"

Wu Hua threw a punch at Chu Liuxiang.

Wu Hua's mother is Shi Guanyin, a female demon with superb martial arts skills and unparalleled talent in martial arts, especially in terms of moves, where she created the most ingenious and exquisite techniques.

Wuhua inherited his mother's talent for martial arts and received the teachings of the Southern Shaolin, the Azure Dragon Society, and the Heavenly Mandate Sect. He was the leader among the monks of the Southern Shaolin and mastered the Hundred Steps Divine Fist of the Southern Shaolin to the highest level.

The rain is coming from the wind!
A sudden gust of wind swept across the lake, causing Chu Liuxiang's clothes and hair to fly wildly. The two men appeared calm and composed, yet a murderous intent lingered between them.

"Ouch!"

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, hills and mountains crumbled.

With a thunderous sound, the Shaolin Divine Fist struck Chu Liuxiang's chest and abdomen. This was a boat, with no ground to use for leverage, severely limiting Chu Liuxiang's lightness skill. If he took even half a step back, he would suffer endless attacks.

This is precisely Wuhua's purpose.

Under the pretext of discussing the case, they sailed the boat to the heart of Daming Lake to restrict Chu Liuxiang's light-footed skills, while simultaneously allowing the assassins lurking in the water to prepare for the assassination.

Wu Hua never considered a fair duel.

He only wanted to kill Chu Liuxiang.

Wu Hua's plan was undeniably perfect.

Unfortunately, the Azure Dragon Society was plagued by internal strife, and the twelve Azure Dragons never exchanged information. If Wuhua had exchanged information with Zhu Xiawu, he would have known that Chu Liuxiang's greatest skill was not his lightness skill, but his swimming ability.

No one can defeat Chu Liuxiang in the water!

Even the jellyfish princess could not do that.

If it were a land battle, Wuhua, along with a dozen or so Qinglong Society assassins, would have a 20-30% chance of winning. But in a battle at the heart of Daming Lake, their chances of victory would be less than 50%.

Chu Liuxiang flipped over and jumped into the water, followed by a loud bang, and the entire wooden boat suddenly disintegrated.

Wu Hua was caught off guard and fell into the water.

White waves surged on the lake's surface.

Wu Hua was an excellent swimmer; otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen the lake as the battlefield, launching repeated attacks underwater with lightning-fast punches, each move accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

Hundred-Step Divine Fist, Flower-Picking Finger, Formless Calamity Finger, Flower-Picking Capturing Hand, One Slap, Two Separations Palm...

Wu Hua was proficient in seven Shaolin martial arts techniques, his moves were dazzling and exquisite. Chu Liuxiang used the most common techniques, but he could always turn the impossible into the possible at the crucial moment because he was too fast.

Of all martial arts techniques in the world, none are invincible except for speed.

No matter how exquisite or powerful the moves are, they are meaningless if they can't hit the person. Chu Liuxiang is more agile than a fish in the water. No matter how much Wu Hua punches and kicks him, stirring up waves several feet high, he can't even touch a corner of his clothes.

"asshole!"

Wu Hua could no longer hide. He pulled out a samurai sword from under his wide cassock and swung it at Chu Liuxiang's nose. Chu Liuxiang dodged lightly, avoiding Wu Hua's killing move, and used the Splitting Light and Shadow Hand to grab Chu Liuxiang's ribs.

The two fought from the surface of the lake to the bottom, and then suddenly burst out from the bottom. Chu Liuxiang's energy was still calm, while Wuhua was panting heavily, his face contorted and terrifying.

"Chu Liuxiang, I am indeed inferior to you."

"You lost with some composure. I was prepared to deal with the assassins from the Azure Dragon Society, but I didn't expect to find only you here. The enchanting Little Green Robe and the deadly Big Red Robe who appeared at the banquet, as well as Pinggu Yidianhong and Zhongyuan Yidianhong who have been launching assassinations recently, none of them showed up. This is truly beyond my expectations!"

"A loss is a loss, why make a fuss?"

Wu Huaxin said, "You're so rude, you son of a bitch!"

Wu Hua hired more than a dozen assassins and several elite members of the Azure Dragon Society, but after the battle began, he discovered that none of the assassins had arrived, leaving him to fight alone.

Wu Hua didn't want to talk about manners, but someone insisted that Wu Hua talk about manners. What could Wu Hua do? He could only go along with it and make up stories to try and save his life.

"Since we've lost, there's no need for us to live. This is Heavenly Divine Water; it can poison seventy experts to death!"

Wu Hua took out a small bottle from his pocket, uncorked it, drank it all in one gulp, and poured it into the water.

Chu Liuxiang carried Wuhua's "corpse" back to the shore, wading through the water, and buried Wuhua.

An hour later, the tomb suddenly collapsed, and Wuhua jumped out of it. This was a secret technique of feigning death from the Japanese ninjutsu, which could hide all signs of life.

Faking death to escape is a perfect plan.

Who would suspect a dead person?

Li Zhaoting will meet!

Li Zhaoting was a very considerate person. Knowing that Chu Liuxiang never killed anyone, he took the initiative to help him clean up the mess. Wuhua had just climbed out of the grave when he saw Li Zhaoting.

"You... why are you here?"

"Waiting for your resurrection."

"Impossible! This is impossible! You couldn't possibly know my plan! What's going on?!"

"Want to know the answer?"

"Can I die knowing the truth?"

"Of course... you can't!"

A cold smile appeared on Li Zhaoting's lips.

Muka gripped the samurai sword tightly with both hands. It was Tenfu Jushiro's weapon, the most beautiful of the ten famous swords of Japan, named "Mikazuki Munechika".

Wuhua had just awakened from death, his body shrouded in an extremely dense death aura. He used this death aura to power Tianfeng Shisilang's killing move, "Wind-Facing One-Slash," causing the sword technique's power to surge several times over, no less than the Heavenly Demon Disintegration.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

The enemy makes a move, I make the first move.

If you don't fire, you don't fire; but if you do, you'll hit the mark.

Wuhua gripped the scabbard in reverse with his left hand and held Mikazuki Munechika upright with his right, his aura completely immersed in the light of the sword.

Suddenly.

The scabbard shot towards Li Zhaoting's ribs.

What followed was a deadly and ruthless strike.

Wu Hua's plan was very clever. He used the scabbard to break Li Zhaoting's momentum, and then took the opportunity to slash, blocking Li Zhaoting's retreat and leaving him with no way to escape.

A single, swift strike against the wind, a kill without mercy!

"Nothing more than that!"

Wu Hua's words were met with disdainful sarcasm.

Immediately afterwards, a purple, cold light burst forth before my eyes.

Li Zhaoting rushed towards Wuhua, and the two passed each other. The next second, Wuhua saw her own body and the cavity that was gushing blood.

"boom!"

Wuhua's head fell to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The headless corpse exploded into pieces.

"Qiang!"

Li Zhaoting sheathed his sword.

In the instant his head was severed from his body, Wuhua knew the reason for his defeat: he was cowardly and afraid of death. In a battle where he had to fight to the death, Wuhua still tried to be clever, which only ruined the killing intent of his sword.

The greater the fear, the slower the knife moves, and the faster the death!
(End of this chapter)