Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 304 With the sky as my blanket and a hot spring as my bed, what more could one ask for in life?

"Dragon Slash!"

Sword Master roared and swung his sword wildly. The Dragon Riding Slash was not a one-on-one move like the One Sword Separates Worlds, but a series of sword strikes that could cause damage over a wide area.

In the original storyline, even with all eight meridians severed, the Sword Master was able to break through the clone demonic shadow with the Dragon Riding Slash, severely injuring Helian Ba, which demonstrates the power of this move.

The Blood Sword slashed in a spiral, its sword energy raining down like a storm, bombarding Li Zhaoting. Li Zhaoting swung his sword to block the sword energy in front of him, but he had no way to counterattack. He was like a piece of duckweed on the sea, drifting up and down with the current.

Sword Master was shocked and urged his true essence. The blazing sword energy became even more violent. The sword energy was enough to melt gold and boil iron. The sword edge carried a mysterious power that could pull the enemy and make all illusions and force-dissipating moves have nowhere to hide.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

The two swords clashed dozens of times in an instant. The Sword Master's sword moves overlapped, and his momentum soared to the limit. He swung his sword to stab Li Zhaoting in the chest and abdomen. In that instant, Li Zhaoting switched from defense to offense, and his sword energy flowed like mercury, penetrating every crevice.

The two swords clashed violently, followed by a series of powerful and resounding sounds, like an Arhat striking a bell, a silver bottle shattering and water gushing out, or iron cavalry charging out with swords and spears clashing. Amidst a deafening explosion like the tearing of a steel saw, a shower of meteors flashed before the Sword Master's eyes.

Li Zhaoting wielded his sword with both hands, his sword energy cascading like a waterfall. Each strike was a spinning motion, drawing upon the strange power of metal. The sword's cry grew increasingly mournful, like the roar of a sacred white tiger.

Geng Metal Sword Qi - Blade Storm!

The Dragon Riding Slash is a fiery sword aura that counters Geng metal. However, Li Zhaoting's sword strike was too fast, too strong, and too fierce. The Sword Master's efforts were insufficient to stop the Heavenly Fire from spreading.
"boom!"

The swordsman's sword flew into the air, and he collapsed, weak and powerless, blood flowing from his tiger's mouth.

The sword's edge was pointed at the Sword Master's throat. The Sword Master's face was full of disbelief. He never dreamed that Li Zhaoting could learn the Dragon Riding Slash in the heat of battle and use the more arrogant and domineering Dragon Riding Slash to break through all of his follow-up moves.

Is this guy really human?
Even monsters aren't that strong!

"This...this is the Dragon Riding Slash?"

“Simply mimic the way the Dragon Slash is used, and launch an attack at the moment when your momentum is at its peak and then begins to decline, turning the tide of the battle in one fell swoop.”

"After the peak comes the decline?"

"The way the Dragon Riding Slash exerts its power is just as mentioned in its name. It rides six dragons, flying in the sky. Because it flies too high and goes too far, it will inevitably lead to the Dragon's Regret. As long as I seize the opportunity of the Dragon's Regret, I can use a wisp of metal energy to penetrate the gap between the solid and the solid and break your sword energy!"

"So that's how it is. No wonder I made rapid progress when I was young, but after the age of thirty, I got stuck at the eighth level of the Dragon Riding and Slaying Heaven technique. I practiced hard day and night, but made little progress."

It turns out that I progressed too quickly, neglecting the foundation, and went too far in my studies. I had plenty of offensive power, but lacked staying power!

Thank you so much for your guidance, Master Li!

The Sword Master finally understood a word.

—Those who achieve success come first!
Li Zhaoting was thirty years younger than him, but his understanding of swordsmanship far surpassed that of the Sword Master.

Everything that reaches its peak will decline; the strongest can become the weakest.

It doesn't require much effort; just a wisp of the omnipresent metal energy is enough to reverse the cycle of mutual generation and restraint, and the Geng metal sword energy can easily break through the blazing sword light.

To achieve this requires a solid foundation, rich experience, exceptional insight, and a confidence that even a fifty-year-old sword master could never possess...
Ultimate confidence!
No matter how much the Sword Master unleashed his sword energy or used his sword techniques, he remained as imposing as the towering Kunlun Mountains. He could break the Dragon Riding Slash with a mere wave of his hand, no matter how much the Sword Master challenged him.

"What if there is no metallic aura?"

"Then let me borrow a gentle breeze! Let the wind fan the flames, so that your sword energy will spread like wildfire, burning mountains and boiling seas, beyond your control, making you unable to hold your sword."

After more than a month of personal experience, Li Zhaoting discovered the characteristics of the martial artists in the Western Desert. They mainly focused on cultivating internal energy, and their moves were extremely destructive. With every move, they could split mountains and shatter rocks. They could use their fists, feet, swords, and internal energy to draw upon the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and even change the weather.

Few people delve into the art of cultivating the spirit.

This is related to the environment of the desert in the Western Regions.

The desert is covered with yellow sand, and the living environment is harsh. Martial arts skills are mostly learned in the depths of the desert, through struggles against nature and the earth. They are not for understanding the way of martial arts, but for fighting for resources and for survival.

Western Region warriors seize every opportunity to become stronger, disregarding the consequences, going all in, and advancing bravely and diligently.

What will the future hold?
Only those who survive have a future!
The Demon Sword Clan has a 500-year-old heritage. If they were in the Central Plains martial arts world, their direct lineage martial arts would undoubtedly be a mental cultivation method that provides a solid foundation and strong staying power. They learn internal strength before they even learn to walk.

However, in the Western Desert, the cultivation method of the Demon Sword Clan carried a very obvious air of seeking quick success and instant benefits.

Whether it's innate inner energy or a sword that can separate worlds, both can enhance one's power and destructive force in a very short time.

Most martial artists are willing to use rare and precious materials and elixirs to improve their skills. Sword Master and Guan Yutian both used the Nine Dragon Stone to practice their skills. The Overlord Fist of the Wine Immortal requires drinking Overlord Wine before each move, which greatly restricts his abilities.

In a life-or-death struggle, who has time to drink?

The moment he picked up the gourd of wine, before he could even swallow the wine, the sword was already aimed at his throat. He either had to dodge while still holding the wine in his mouth, or he would choke to death.

Doesn't it sound like a useless martial art?

The reality is far from that!

If the Immortal of Wine were to announce that he wanted to take on many disciples, the number of people who wanted to become his apprentices could circle the Sword Forging City seven or eight times.

This is a characteristic of the martial arts world in the Western Regions.

Resources are scarce, survival is paramount!

You're talking to me about foundations? I just want to laugh!

Will the aftereffects manifest decades later?
Do you think I can live for decades to come?

It is very difficult to find the cultivation method of the spirit in the vast desert of the Western Regions.

Don't ever mention anything about "dragon soul and phoenix blood"!
This thing was a real pain from start to finish!
First, according to the setting, the Dragon Soul and Phoenix Blood is a powerful move driven by love. It can be used to unleash a powerful move of auspicious dragon and phoenix when a man and woman love each other to the extreme.

Secondly, based on the origin of the swords, the Dragon Soul and Phoenix Blood are derived from the same material, which is the yin and yang poles of a seven-colored crystal mother, so theoretically they are siblings.

Finally, even if we assume that the Dragon Soul and Phoenix Blood are indeed divine weapons of love, and that lovers will eventually become a couple, then a bug will appear: if the couple has a son and a daughter, how will they teach their children martial arts?

Due to the mutual attraction between swords, a couple can only pass on one martial art to their children, while the other must be passed on to their disciples to avoid "incestuous" situations.

How powerful is this ultimate technique that seems ridiculous from beginning to end? The most powerful move unleashed by young men and women using love as fuel is far less powerful than a casual slap from its creator, Gu Mutian—there's a world of difference between them.

If it's called the power of the mind, then it definitely exists!
Generating electricity with love is the most classic example of idealism.

To call it a supreme art of spiritual cultivation is pure nonsense!
It's obvious that his mind was affected by the characteristics of the sword.

The major powers in the Western Regions, such as the Supreme Alliance, the Sea Shark Palace, the Sword Casting City, the Four Directions City, the Four Directions Gate, the Divine Moon Sect, and the Sky-Supporting Sword Sect, all primarily focus on Qi cultivation.

Even the leader of the Demonic Sect, Jade Rakshasa, was no exception.

With her unparalleled destructive power, Jade Rakshasa became the most troublesome demonic giant. Apart from an extremely eccentric person like the Sweeper Monk, everyone who saw Jade Rakshasa had a headache.

……

Money dictates the hands of servants, and talent overshadows those in power.

After being defeated by Li Zhaoting with a single sword strike, the Sword Master was completely convinced of Li Zhaoting's abilities and granted him the greatest authority.

Aside from the secret sword-forging pool where the Frost-Slaying Sword was forged, he could enter any other place. Even if Li Zhaoting wanted to read the Dragon-Riding Slash manual, the Sword Master would offer it to him with open arms.

Li Zhaoting won't stay long.

The mission is nearing completion.

Li Zhaoting ordered the escort delegation to return to the Central Plains.

It has a beginning and an end.

Who knows if an assassin might suddenly appear?

Li Xunhuan's maneuvering in the Western Regions secured numerous benefits for the Song Dynasty, making him a thorn in the side of the Western Xia and the Mongol Yuan, with countless people secretly watching him.

The closer we get to the crucial moment, the more vigilant we must be, lest we suffer a sudden and disastrous defeat. Jianxiong felt a pang of sadness at Li Zhaoting's departure.

Brother Li, will you come back?

"This time it's an envoy mission, next time it's swordsmen coming to the Western Regions for training. Of course I will return to the Western Regions. I want to go to the desert rooftops and challenge all kinds of masters."

"Just for these?"

"I will come to Sword Forging City to maintain my divine weapon."

"I'll personally cause you trouble!" Jianxiong stomped hard on Li Zhaoting's foot.

Mei Zhu cautiously observed Feng Suzhen and found that Feng Suzhen's expression remained unchanged. She showed no anger at Li Zhaoting and Jianxiong's flirting, but instead watched with a smile, seemingly pleased with it.

"Miss, what if Master..."

"What are you thinking? I discovered it a long time ago. Jianxiong and Black Pearl are in the exact same situation. Jianxiong is actually a girl, but has always been raised as a boy!"
Look at the way Jianxiong walks.

With furrowed brows, a straight waist, a slender neck, and an upright posture, one can hold water and embrace the moon.

Look again at Jianxiong's coy and coquettish manner.

She was clearly reluctant to let her husband leave, but having been raised as a boy since childhood, she didn't know how to act coquettishly and could only rely on her physical instincts, which gave her a pure and charming allure.

She's a hundred times better than that slutty, cheap woman, Greenie!
Sword Forging City is a large and powerful family with countless divine weapons and a group of the world's most outstanding sword forging masters. If outsiders knew that the Sword Master only had one daughter, countless people would rush to propose marriage, waiting to devour the Sword Forging City's extinct lineage.

Little did they know, Jianxiong was already experiencing the first stirrings of young love!
What a show!

Feng Suzhen gently tapped Meizhu.

Meizhu whispered, "Miss, I think Master knew a long time ago that Jianxiong was a girl and was just teasing him. Master is becoming more and more of a womanizer."

"Perfect timing, you little hussy! The hush money you've collected these past few days is more than what Princess Pipa has received!"

"Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders!"

"You little slut, you're incredibly audacious!"

"It's all thanks to Miss's excellent teaching!"

"Indeed, it was all my fault... How dare you play tricks on me! If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll be in big trouble!"

Feng Suzhen snorted coldly, pulled out a feather duster from somewhere, and used the mighty sword technique of the eldest wife to chase Mei Zhu all the way to the hot spring pool.

……

night!
The night in Sword Forging City was quiet.

Li Zhaoting lay in the hot spring pool, enjoying the natural, temperature-controlled water; every cell in his body felt relaxed.

It truly lives up to its reputation as the famous Cleansing Spring.

"Meizhu, come here and rub my back!"

Li Zhaoting gave an instruction.

A pair of soft, gentle hands were placed on his back, clumsily wiping Li Zhaoting's well-defined muscles. Li Zhaoting was not a tough guy like Xiao Feng, but due to long-term martial arts training, his muscles were well-proportioned and perfectly matched the golden ratio.

"Little girl, you're getting lazier and lazier. You've made such a mess of your back after scrubbing it. You should be disciplined by the family!"

Li Zhaoting reached out and scooped up the beautiful woman behind him, pulling her into his arms. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed the Five Luo Light Smoke Palm, sending the towel flying towards the clothes rack, leaving her jade-like body nestled in his embrace.

"Oh dear! What happened to you..."

"Who do we have here! It turns out to be the young city lord who couldn't stand the loneliness and took the initiative to serve you in bed. You've walked into the tiger's den. If I don't eat you, wouldn't I be underestimating this little lamb?"

A smug glint flashed in Li Zhaoting's eyes.

Jianxiong retorted, "You knew all along! Sister Suzhen could tell, Meizhu could tell, but you, you philandering bastard, couldn't you tell I'm a woman?"

You're such a bad person! You big villain!
Pretending not to know anything!
They deliberately teased me in various ways!
You know everything, but you just won't say it. You want me to tell you, and you want to embarrass me to death!

Are you feeling quite smug?
I... I can only let you be smug!

Jianxiong had intended to provoke her, but Li Zhaoting gently stroked her waist, and she immediately felt weak all over, nestled in Li Zhaoting's arms, as docile as a kitten.

Li Zhaoting sweet-talked him: "With the sky as my blanket and spring water as my bed, what more could one ask for in life?"

Jianxiong smiled radiantly, his eyes filled with tender affection.

She had few friends from a young age, was a loner, had no experience with love and romance, and didn't even know how to be affectionate; all she had left were her physical instincts.

Jianxiong is not a tomboy like Miss Wang. He was raised as a boy since childhood and never experienced the life of a rich young lady, let alone the feelings of a young girl in love. When he met Li Zhaoting, Jianxiong's heart began to open up, and his emotions, which had been suppressed for many years, burst forth one day, more violently than the tide.

Jianxiong nestled lazily in Li Zhaoting's arms, his beautiful figure undulating like a majestic mountain range. He wanted to say some sweet words and reminisce about childhood, but he didn't know how to begin, so he could only quietly enjoy the tenderness.

"You little brat, you're really bold. If I were a villain eyeing the assets of Sword Forging City, wouldn't you be completely under my control, unable to escape for the rest of your life?"

"Young master, your martial arts skills are so superb. If you were to do evil, do you think we could stop you?"

Furthermore, I am the young lord of Sword Forging City. I have been exposed to swords since childhood. When the Azure Sword was born, all eight sword intents were righteous and chivalrous, soaring straight to the heavens.

If you, my lord, harbor evil intentions, how could you forge a divine weapon that upholds righteousness and protects the Way? Do you think I'm a fool?
My lord, don't look down on people!

I don't understand matters concerning young women.

You wouldn't understand the matter of sword forging!

Jianxiong looked at Li Zhaoting smugly.

"Tsk~ Did Meizhu tell you what the consequences would be if this young lady provoked you recklessly?"

"What consequences?"

"Consequences that will make your face turn red and your heart race!"

Li Zhaoting flicked his finger, unleashing two sword energies that ignited the laurel branches beside the hot spring pool. Using the laurel as a red candle, amidst shifting emotions, dark clouds obscured the full moon.

The moon shyly hid behind the dark clouds.

Jianxiong waited with a mixture of shyness and anticipation.

Starting tonight, she is no longer Jianxiong. She has shed her thick shell and successfully rediscovered herself.

……

The next morning.

Mei Zhu giggled and asked for a red envelope, but Li Zhaoting grabbed her by the collar and threw her out of the room. Jian Xiong buried his head under the pillow, too shy to face anyone, until Mei Zhu returned and styled her hair into a new bun.

Jianxiong didn't have any women's clothing in his wardrobe, so he could only wear Feng Suzhen's clothes for the time being. When Jianzun saw Jianxiong's attire while eating breakfast, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Xiong'er, you..."

"Father! Actually, I am a girl!"

A blush rose on Jianxiong's cheeks.

Sword Master was taken aback at first, but then he understood why Sword Hero was always close to Li Zhaoting, and guessed why Sword Hero had changed into women's clothing at this time. Although the shock was intense, as a ruthless hero, Sword Master quickly sorted out his thoughts.

Next, we'll discuss the betrothal gifts!
Son-in-law, you can't just take advantage of me for nothing, can you?
In the past, the Sword Master would have been afraid, worried that the Sword Forging City's foundation would be taken away by outsiders. Now, he has no worries at all, only that Li Zhaoting is leaving too quickly.

“Nephew, look at this…”

Sword Master familiarly changed his address, and Li Zhaoting's seniority automatically dropped by one generation. Li Zhaoting chuckled and took out a sword manual: "Father-in-law, this is the Dragon-Riding Sword Manual that I compiled overnight. It can help you break through the Ninth Heaven."

"Can Xiong'er practice the Dragon Riding Slash?"

"The Dragon Riding Slash is not suitable for a woman. I will teach Xiong'er other sword techniques. Please rest assured, father-in-law."

"I'm entrusting this to my son-in-law."

The Sword Master smugly went to the training room.

Li Zhaoting pursed his lips.

Male Gobi!

You dare say you didn't know Jianxiong was a daughter?
He's putting on an act; he's even fooled himself!
After breakfast, Li Zhaoting wrote down the sword techniques for both the bamboo sword and the soft sword into a sword manual and taught it to Jianxiong.

　Thank you to Shuihuang Tianhe, Shao Banxian, Wulawala, I Love Pancakes, Book Friend 20230419172324825215170, Li Dihuang, and Arrietty for their generous donations.
　　
　
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