Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 339 The First Birth of Sword Intent: The Tumultuous World

Mo Yixian possessed exceptional lightness skills and intended to close the distance between the two when Wang Shenglan was guiding her qi back to its origin.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shenglan fired a shot, her toes pointing upwards like a spinning top, followed by a rapid rotation, the gun shaft swung like a whirlwind, how could it possibly get even half an inch closer?
If he didn't get close, and Wang Shenglan were to build up her momentum to its limit and unleash a powerful, sweeping thrust, Li Zhaoting would have to retreat.

When facing off against the Overlord Spear, one must not be timid.

The more timid he was, the weaker his momentum became. His fighting spirit was taken over by the Overlord Spear, and he only had three or four parts of his full strength left. Even though his martial arts foundation was stronger than Wang Shenglan's, he was still beaten and had his tendons and bones broken when facing the increasingly powerful Overlord Spear.

Waiting in comfort to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out is not a viable strategy.

Wang Shenglan's move combines Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), allowing her to accumulate internal energy while rotating. Unless she completely exhausts her physical strength, her true energy is inexhaustible.

Even Li Zhaoting didn't have such an "arrogant" idea as to exhaust Wang Shenglan's strength. His innate superhuman strength was no joke. He had been wielding a spear weighing dozens of kilograms since childhood. His physical strength, endurance, and perseverance were all unparalleled in the world.

Unfortunately, Mo Yixian was naturally timid.

Murder and arson are not acts of bravery.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is not courage.

Bullying the weak is not the mark of a hero.

Mo Yixian is only good at killing and arson, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and taking advantage of the powerful. He may seem fierce and intimidating, but when faced with a strong enemy, he runs away faster than anyone else.

Faced with the rapidly spinning Overlord Spear, the domineering spear light that shattered everything within a radius of several feet, and the divine power to push mountains and lift cauldrons, Mo Yixian retreated repeatedly.

Mo Yixian withdrew, and Wang Shenglan entered.

Wang Shenglan, using the Lingbo Weibu technique, relentlessly pursued Mo Yixian, bombarding him relentlessly. Her Overlord Spear flew up and down, its tip swirling into vortexes, blasting everything from tables and chairs to Mingyue Sect disciples into pieces.

A female tyrant.

At this moment, Wang Shenglan possessed a certain imposing presence, reminiscent of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, with strength capable of uprooting mountains and an aura that could overwhelm the world.

I'm the boss.

An invincible overlord!
"kill!"

Wang Shenglan's hair was disheveled, and her fighting spirit surged like a tide. She thrust her spear at Mo Yixian with unparalleled skill, her essence, energy, and spirit completely integrated into the spearhead without any leakage. However, due to the speed and power of the thrust, it created a violent whirlwind that even lifted up the floor tiles.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Each step left a footprint more than an inch thick on the ground. The floor tiles, meticulously polished from heavy bluestone, looked like paper, or like an earth dragon turning over, as if a hidden dragon was rising from the ground, a trapped dragon ascending to the sky.

"boom!"

Wang Shenglan's left foot slammed down, the footprint sinking deep into her ankle. Her body twisted like a hard bow, her spine undulating like a dragon stirring the sea, and her entire body trembled simultaneously.

Muscles and bones resonate, and qi and blood flow like a dragon.

The spearhead flashed with a blood-red hue as chilling as the setting sun.

The setting sun shines on the great banner, horses neigh and the wind whistles.

The crimson light shot straight toward Mo Yixian.

The power of a mountain roaring and a tsunami erupted suddenly.

Mo Yixian was intimidated by Wang Shenglan's aura. He felt as if his soul had left his body and he could not control his body. Every cell in his body was reminding him to dodge, but his limbs were completely out of his control. His eyes were wide open and blood was slowly dripping from his eye sockets, but he could not move an inch. He could only watch helplessly as the Overlord Spear pierced his chest.

"Pfft!"

Mo Yixian's chest was ripped open with a bloody hole as thick as a bucket, and a terrifying force, as powerful as a mountain being pushed or a cauldron being lifted, exploded inside his body like a bomb, shattering him into pieces with a loud rumble.

"Hoo~ho~ho~"

Wang Shenglan took three deep breaths, adjusted her breathing, and guided her qi back to its source. She felt refreshed and relaxed all over, as if she had been constipated for more than ten days and was finally able to release it.

……

The person who spoke was utterly astonished.

Every time Cheng Huaixiu made a move, he could precisely time it when Cheng Huaixiu's old strength had just dissipated and new strength had not yet been generated, so that his evil and domineering Xuan Qi technique could only exert half of its power.

Every time he made a move, Cheng Huaixiu countered with a surprising and deadly attack. After more than a dozen moves, the two clashed, and Tie Xiao was cut in half by the Se Kong Sword. The sword's edge shot out a sword light, leaving a two-foot-long bloody gash on his body.

Under Li Zhaoting's guidance, Cheng Huaixiu's swordsmanship became increasingly ethereal, gradually breaking free from the limitations of the Cihang Sword Manual. The Sword Heart Clarity was no longer the starting point of "closed-door seclusion," but a brand-new realm that transcended the Yang God. It was both the end and the beginning, leading to a broad and promising path.

Who says the Cihang Sword Manual must be practiced in seclusion?
Cheng Huaixiu is in her early twenties and still has the prime of her life ahead of her. If she were to spend decades in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests, wouldn't that be a waste of her life?

Furthermore, among the successors of Cihang Jingzhai, very few have reached the level of Sword Heart Clarity, fewer than a handful have mastered the Scattering Technique, and there is no record of anyone having mastered the Closed-Door Cultivation. The Closed-Door Cultivation is simply too extreme.

It is even more extreme than the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique.

A normal person's cultivation of demonic power is a struggle for survival amidst death; Pang Ban's cultivation of demonic power is like walking a tightrope on a cliff, or navigating a small boat across a vast, turbulent ocean; while Cihang Jingzhai's closed-door retreat is equivalent to jumping off a cliff.

—Let's bet on whether the clouds can catch it!

Yan Jing'an proved through her own experience that the Cihang Sword Manual does not have to follow the rules. Although she was not a sword heart enlightened, she could skip the sword heart enlightenment and master the Sa Shou Fa.

Cheng Huaixiu could certainly do that too.

Taking the Sword Heart Clarity as a crossroads, one can embark on the path of breaking through all laws with a single sword. This path has been proven correct by Dugu Qiubai and Zhang Danfeng. What Cheng Huaixiu needs to do is to take the Sword Heart Clarity as the core, follow in the footsteps of his predecessors, walk his own path, and create his own way of the sword.

Tan Ying was fortunate enough to become the first witness.

Having died at the hands of the transformed, metamorphosed fairy Jingzhai, Tan Yingshou must have died without regret!
A burst of intense light erupted from Cheng Huaixiu's palm, then scattered into thousands of points of light. Tan Yingshou looked bitterly at the sword blade piercing his chest. He was powerless to resist. He had exhausted all his moves and his true energy was depleted. Even his evasion route had been calculated. All he could do was close his eyes and wait for death.

The sword light flashed past.

Tan Yingshou's head fell to the ground.

Spending a long time with Li Zhaoting inevitably leads to adopting his style of doing things; he is decisive and ruthless, never giving the enemy a chance to feign death and escape.

……

Lan Tianyun is skilled in using the seven-section staff, a weapon that falls between the three-section staff and the nine-section whip. It contains a retractable mechanism that allows it to transform into a seven-foot iron staff or a long whip, making it quite useful in naval battles.

In naval warfare, the most important element is the warship.

In order to better attach themselves to warships, most naval combat experts used iron chains and ropes as weapons, were also skilled in archery, were proficient in swimming, and were good at long-range attacks.

Even Ling Zhantian of the Angry Dragon Gang was no exception.

The same was true of Gan Xingba, who led a hundred cavalrymen to intercept Wei's camp.

Blue Phoenix was also skilled with a long whip, which was even longer, a full two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) long, with a golden dragon encircling its body and its tail swishing loudly, causing the blue sky and clouds to leap up and down.

Lan Tianyun's father was a general under a warlord who was vying for power with Zhao Da. After his defeat, he went into the martial arts world and founded the Yellow River Gang, whose ancestral motto was "Righteousness of the Long River".

This is a set of authentic Xuanmen mental cultivation methods. As long as one practices diligently, even if one relies on the old ox pushing the millstone to accumulate years of experience, one can still cultivate a pure and refined skill. However, Lan Tianyun was addicted to wine and women and neglected his martial arts. After decades of hard work, his skill was even weaker than Lan Fenghuang's. How could he possibly win?

Even Lan Fenghuang thought it was bizarre.

Lan Fenghuang specializes in poison and gu techniques. Ninety-nine percent of her opponents are more powerful than her. She uses her poison skills to even out her disadvantage in terms of power. This is the first time in her life that she has gained the upper hand in terms of power, and her attacks become increasingly fierce and violent.

Nine-man dragons, feared by ghosts, soared up and down, their whip tips aimed at the vital points of the blue sky and clouds. After fighting for twenty or thirty moves, Blue Phoenix raised her left hand and formed a blade, unleashing a deadly poisonous blade.

Blood-Melting Blade!

Lan Tianyun's movement was restricted, and his left arm was slashed by the Blood-Transforming Blade, instantly corroding it into withered wood. Before he could even feel the pain, Lan Fenghuang closed the distance and struck with a Bone-Corroding Palm. Lan Tianyun retreated seven or eight steps, just within range of the whip's tip, where the whip shattered his skull. ...

Diao Xiang was incredibly fast, and his swordsmanship was ghostly.

Jiang Yuyan moved freely amidst the shadows of swords, taking small, quick steps. In her right hand, she held a three-foot Burmese knife, a curved blade similar to a soft sword that could be retracted at the waist. It was perfect for using the Blood Blade Technique, and its moves were even more bizarre and unpredictable than Diao Xiang's Phantom Sword.

Jiang Yuyan had been diligently cultivating the Divine Foot Scripture for over half a year, and with the addition of the Blood Saber Scripture, which she had been practicing for quick success and instant benefits, she had combined the righteous and evil elements, resulting in a fairly good foundation in internal strength. In addition, she was quick-witted and sharp-handed. Although she lacked combat experience, she could make up for it with the Divine Foot Scripture.

The Shenzu Meridian strengthens the body, improves sensitivity, reaction speed, perception, eyesight, and hearing.

Even if you haven't practiced any martial arts techniques, or only know rudimentary skills, you can still become a top-notch master. If you have unorthodox or strange tricks, you can increase your combat power several times over.

Just like the three envoys of the Persian Ming Cult, Fengyunyue.

His internal strength foundation is average; he relies entirely on unconventional and strange techniques.

The Blood Saber Manual happens to be a "contradictory ultimate skill".

On the one hand, it has strict requirements for the foundation, and the direct disciples can accurately remove the bone from the calligraphy and painting with a single stroke of the knife.

On the one hand, his internal strength training is driven by short-sightedness and his swordsmanship is unorthodox, with each move coming from unbelievable and unconventional directions. Combined with a Burmese sword whose curves and straightness are as elusive as a serpent, his swordsmanship becomes increasingly bizarre and uncanny.

Diao Xiang's swordsmanship was ghostly and elusive, while Jiang Yuyan's knife skills were even more ghostly, sinister, and bloody. After fighting for dozens of moves, Jiang Yuyan seized an opportunity, and a flash of bloody blade light appeared, causing blood to gush from Diao Xiang's neck.

……

"boom!"

Li Zhaoting and Nie Xiaofeng engaged in a fierce exchange of blows.

Although Nie Xiaofeng lacked innate foundation, she made up for it quite solidly through her acquired skills. Her spiritual cultivation far surpassed that of physical cultivation and qi cultivation, and she could easily trigger strange phenomena in heaven and earth.

With Nie Xiaofeng's shrewdness, she noticed the flaws in her innate foundation and naturally tried her best to make up for them. If the flaws in body and qi cultivation could not be remedied, she would use spirit cultivation as a supplement to continuously improve her strengths.

Li Zhaoting's sword strikes are swift as the wind, showing no mercy.

Nie Xiaofeng, wielding an iron fan, swept and swirled it, blasting the surrounding buildings into ruins by the surging energy of heaven and earth. The iron fan then swept them flat, turning the gale into waves and the rubble into waterfalls, condensing into a deadly move.

Nie Xiaofeng's martial arts talent is truly terrifying. This move even has the meaning of transcending the mortal realm, transcending the flesh and blood body, and even reaching the Yellow Heaven Limitless. The difference is that the Yellow Heaven Limitless is the ultimate Yang, while Nie Xiaofeng's mental technique is the ultimate Yin.

The ultimate Yin is boundless!

Li Zhaoting held the swords in both hands, merging Yin and Yang. The Yin-Yang Longevity Technique surged through his Ren and Du meridians. He lightly deflected the iron fan with a green rope, and thrust the Ziwei sword towards Nie Xiaofeng's ribs. The combined power of the two swords was no less than that of the Flying Sword Dance.

The two figures collided without any resistance.

Li Zhaoting wielded two swords in perfect harmony, his movements as swift as the wind.

Nie Xiaofeng's iron fan opened and closed intermittently, its flying fan swirling around the two of them, as if weaving an invisible net. The wind rose and the clouds surged, the primordial energy of heaven and earth violently swept through, swirling into a tornado.

"Clang!"

The purple and green swords clashed with the iron fan shuttle.

Li Zhaoting raised his foot and delivered a knee strike, while Nie Xiaofeng retaliated with a groin kick. The two exchanged blows with their legs, and Li Zhaoting, distracted by two things, formed the Lion Seal with his internal energy.

Li Zhaoting's body was like a Buddha lamp, with a wisp of crystal Buddha fire ignited on his head. The flame grew as soon as it saw the wind, instantly covering an area of ​​several feet in radius, shooting down like a meteor shower.

Tathagata's Divine Light - Golden-Topped Buddha Lamp!

Nie Xiaofeng dared not take the blow head-on and suddenly retreated. Just as she took two steps back, she saw Li Zhaoting cross his two swords and slash down in a cross shape. His left hand, Ziwei, trembled like a bowstring, while his right hand, Qingsuo, was sharp as an arrow. Eight precious swords rapidly took shape around him, their sword intent flowing and merging together.

One blade severes the throat; a hundred-step flying sword!
Strategic alliances and counter-alliances – eight swords flying in unison!

"Qiang~~"

The air vibrated, producing a sharp, piercing pop.

With a resounding twang that shook the heavens and stopped the clouds in their tracks, the Green Chain Sword shot out in an instant.

Li Zhaoting assumed a bow stance, leaning back as if his body were a fully drawn bow, his bones cracking and his blood gushing from his acupoints, transforming into flames and smoke. With a loud shout, Li Zhaoting charged towards Nie Xiaofeng.

Nie Xiaofeng unleashed all her might at the Qing Suo Sword, only to hear a series of cracking sounds as the iron fan shattered into more than a dozen flying shuttles. Blood trickled from the corner of Nie Xiaofeng's mouth. Just as she was about to retreat and guide her qi back to its origin, the Ziwei Soft Sword came whistling towards her.

With a flick of the sword, the green rope flew into the air.

Sword away, sword up, sword sweep, sword back.

The four sword techniques were executed in one go. The purple and green swords came to life in Li Zhaoting's hands. True essence flowed like the Yangtze River, pouring into the purple and green swords. At the same time, the two swords burst out with three-foot sword light, and the sword intent covered an area of ​​fifteen feet.

Nie Xiaofeng took out a bottle of medicine from her bosom, poured all the powder into her mouth, her hair visibly dried out, her aura visibly increased, her body slowly floated, and the air was shaken into ripples by the violently fluctuating true essence, like a demonic force field, slowly spreading outward from her body.

Residual Yuan Destroys Life - Heavenly Demon Disintegrates!

At the cost of completely destroying his internal organs, he unleashed a powerful move ten times stronger than his internal energy foundation. Although it was only a single strike and he would surely die after it was delivered, the power it unleashed was enough to destroy the enemy.

Nie Xiaofeng overheard that Luo Xuan had survived the fall off the cliff and was worried that he would seek revenge. So she practiced this ultimate technique, intending to perish together with Luo Xuan.

A witch is a witch.

Under no circumstances should we compromise lightly.

Either kill the enemy or perish together.

A lifetime of skill is concentrated at the fingertips.

Because the power was too profound, far exceeding the body's limits, the fingertips exploded.

Shattered bones, flesh and blood, true essence, and demonic fire are condensed into a supreme and unparalleled ultimate technique, comparable to the Shaolin One-Finger Zen Skill.
—Burning Heart Demon Finger!
One of the Ten Great Divine Skills of the Demonic Cult, and also the strongest finger technique of the Demonic Cult, a unique skill left behind by Nie Meiniang.

Those struck by this demonic fire have their internal organs burned, their meridians and acupoints withered, and they become unable to move, as if they were being used as fuel by a demonic lamp.

Li Zhaoting drew his sword.

The sword technique created for the Qing Suo Sword.

The sword intent is newly born, like the rising sun, like the morning sun.

The world is full of chaos and turmoil!
The turmoil of the mortal world lies not in sorrow, nor in misery, nor in laughter, but in the tranquility that comes after experiencing joys and sorrows, separations and deaths, and all aspects of life. It is about being free from the constraints of worldly troubles, having let go of everything, and being detached from worldly affairs.

It is neither a snare nor cause and effect, neither emptiness nor forced sentimentality!

There is no bustling world, no turmoil, no sword energy, no sword intent, no precious sword.

There was only a fleeting glimmer of blue light.

"Qiang!"

The Green Chain Sword returned to its sheath.

"puff!"

Nie Xiaofeng coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

"You...you won!"

With her true energy surging, Nie Xiaofeng could no longer hold on and, with a soft sound, turned into a cloud of blood mist!
(End of this chapter)