Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 436 Killing someone is like destroying their spirit; your martial arts skills are utterly terrible!
The entire sea area was enveloped in true energy and blood.

The violently trembling true energy enveloped several miles, and the calm sea surface was stirred up with layers of waves.

With Li Zhaoting joining the battlefield, more than a dozen grandmasters fought to the death, including the leader of the Heavenly Gang, the centenarian demon, the true disciple of the Demon Master, the demoness of the Demonic Sect, and the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry.

The masters from all walks of life unleash their true energy without restraint; the slightest carelessness could result in being swept away by it.

In this situation, even a Grandmaster would be torn into hundreds of pieces if caught in the heart of the battlefield.

The Qing Dynasty made extensive preparations for this martial arts tournament, and the masters among them were undoubtedly formidable.

Especially the newly arrived experts.

Ao Fei is a disciple personally taught by the Demon Master Pang Ban.

Cao Yu possesses the true energy of a leopard embryo and the cultivation level of sixty years.

The twenty-eight lamas included four of the four secret masters of the Nyingma school of Tibetan Buddhism, and the other twenty-four were guardian monks skilled in combined attacks. The twenty-four men were as one.

Cao Xiong not only invited two old monsters to help him, but also Yue Longxuan from Tianmen and Yang Xiao and Fan Yao from Mingjiao. With so many masters, the scene was bound to be intense.

Sound waves, sword beams, blade energy, palm strikes, fist force, swords, muskets, and cannons all scattered and shot out.

The true energy, whether fierce and unparalleled, sharp and ruthless, extremely yin and gentle, insidious and vicious, or a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, surged wildly, causing complete chaos in the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

"Unity of Heaven and Man" is a technique that grandmasters are most skilled at using. They use their Yang spirit to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, resulting in a continuous flow of power and increased strength with every move.

As the battlefield grew increasingly chaotic, no one dared to enter a state of perfect harmony with nature. They could only rely on their own strength to fight to the death against equally matched enemies, and while their strength was rapidly depleted, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere.

In a battle between masters, a mere inch can determine victory or defeat.

Anyone who dares to show the slightest weakness or show the slightest cowardice will surely suffer a crushing defeat and be beaten senseless.

Lan Xiaodie VS Ge Ying;

Ao Fei VS Ouyang Feng;
Cao Yu VS Wanyan Changzhi;

Li Zhaoting vs. Dajue and Huogong Toutuo;

Feng Suzhen, Wang Shenglan, Wang Yuyan, and others kept to themselves and did not make a move. Li Shengnan, disguised, mingled in the crowd and quickly found Yue Longxuan of Tianmen.

Li Shengnan clearly remembered Li Zhaoting's surprised expression when Lu Xiaofeng mentioned "Tianmen". She was very curious about what abilities Tianmen had that made Li Zhaoting care so much about it, and she was terrified.

At this moment, Yue Longxuan is not the Tianmen Sect Master who will one day defeat Yaoyue and kick the two prodigies decades later.

Three and a half years ago, thanks to his outstanding abilities and good looks, he gained the appreciation of the Tianmen Sect Master and became the Tianmen Sect Master's son-in-law, thus beginning to build his own power.

The Three Peaks and Twelve Riders in the original story were only in their initial stages and were far from forming a fighting force. Yue Longxuan's cultivation of the Yin-Yang Hand in Tianchi was only three and a half years, barely enough to achieve minor mastery of the technique.

I accepted Cao Xiong's invitation to participate in the battle in order to make contributions, gain benefits, select a few volumes of Shaolin martial arts to improve my skills, and gradually take control of Tianmen.

Unexpectedly, after only a few moves, the "Heavenly Desire Palace," whom she considered an ally, came knocking on her door. Li Shengnan wore a mask, and her attacks were filled with chilling energy, ten or even a hundred times colder than the legendary Frost Palm.

The Frosty Palm is essentially a soft palm technique, a palm force that is extremely yin and gentle, making the enemy's whole body go limp with a single strike.

Li Shengnan's attack was pure ice, not even cold, but rather yin energy and cold poison. The cold energy was like a bone-deep sore, consuming her true energy every moment and every second. She tried to resist the all-pervasive cold energy and even tried to use the yin-yang transformation effect of the Tianchi Yin-Yang Hand to absorb the yin energy, but she was almost frozen in her internal organs.

Asura Yin Sha Technique!
The extremely yin and malevolent internal energy.

Even someone as strong as Zhang Danfeng, with insufficient internal energy cultivation, was almost beaten to a pulp by Qiao Beiming.

The pinnacle of the Heavenly Pool Yin-Yang Hand technique might be able to absorb Yin Qi, but it must be absorbed slowly, requiring one to meditate cross-legged in a secluded chamber and refine the Qi little by little.

Even decades later, when Yue Longxuan reached the pinnacle of his abilities, he was far from being able to absorb and refine the Yin Sha Cold Qi of the Ninth Heaven during a battle.

Li Shengnan suddenly snapped her fingers.

Hundreds of chilling finger strikes were aimed at Yue Longxuan.

The Xuan Yin Finger is a special killing martial art created by Qiao Beiming based on the cold and evil energy of the Shura Yin Sha Gong. It shares the same name as Cheng Kun's Xuan Yin Finger, but its effects are completely different. Cheng Kun's Xuan Yin Finger is similar to the One Yang Finger, and the original name of the finger technique was One Yin Finger. Qiao Beiming's Xuan Yin Finger is more similar to the Xuanming Divine Palm and is mainly used for torture and interrogation.

As long as the finger strikes, or even just grazes or touches the skin, the finger force will penetrate the skin, freeze the enemy's blood vessels, and disrupt the flow of qi and blood.

Even if one is proficient in Yang-attribute internal energy and can promptly neutralize the Xuan Yin Finger Force, one will still inevitably fall seriously ill.

Yue Longxuan angrily said, "Ye Mengse, Tianmen and Tianyu Palace have no enmity. We were all invited by Lord Cao to participate in the martial arts tournament. Why be so aggressive?"

Li Shengnan sneered: "Yue Longxuan, the name Tianmen is really impressive! If outsiders heard it, they would probably think that Tianyu Palace is a branch of Tianmen, hehe! You're not a kid anymore, don't you know the rules of the martial world?"

"What do you want?"

"Either change the name, such as Heavenly Gate to Earthly Gate, or Wood Gate, Iron Gate, Fire Gate, or Water Gate, or defeat me and I will rename Heavenly Desire Palace to Earthly Palace!"

"We can fight another day!"

"Today is the martial arts tournament, a day to settle old scores. Who do you think I am? You dare to challenge me to a duel? Not even your father-in-law is worthy!"

"Aren't you afraid of Lord Cao?"

"Since you care so much about Cao Xiong, why not rename Tianmen to Cao Xiong Sect? Yue Longxuan, is Cao Xiong your father or your grandfather? You keep talking about Cao Xiong. Could it be that Tianmen is actually Cao Xiong's private force?"

"You...have gone too far!"

"Either change your name or die!"

"Damn it! You think I'm afraid of you!"

Yue Longxuan is no good person; he's willing to do anything to climb to the top.

In the original storyline, Yue Longxuan poisoned his father-in-law, imprisoned his wife, used his child to threaten Dongying Badao, and used his feelings to scheme against Yaoyue. He was despicable, shameless, insidious, and vicious!

As long as he can gain benefits, Yue Longxuan is willing to send his own parents to their doom.

Seeing that Ye Mengse's attacks were becoming increasingly fierce, each move aimed directly at vital points, and her words were unreasonable, Yue Longxuan roared and drew a samurai sword. Although the Tianchi Yin-Yang Hand was powerful, he had only mastered it to a minor level. Yue Longxuan's most proficient martial art was actually Japanese swordsmanship.

"boom!"

A three-zhang-long blade of light slammed towards Li Shengnan.

Li Shengnan clasped her hands together, her body radiating a jet-black, reverse-spiraling Buddhist seal. Due to the extreme coldness of her aura, a layer of ice flowers enveloped her body, and a crystal-clear palm print condensed behind her, directly clashing with the three-zhang-long blade of light.

Ice - Mahayana Prajna Palm!

The Mahayana Prajna Palm is one of the three great skills of Nalanda Monastery in India. It is also the most powerful and ingenious killing technique of Indian Buddhism. Back then, Qiao Beiming fought with the Black and White Maha brothers of India and glimpsed the mystery of the palm technique.

After returning, Qiao Beiming improved upon it, removing the boundless Buddhist imagery and turning it into pure killing, specifically targeting the eight extraordinary meridians. Those struck by it felt as if they were falling into an ice cave, constantly depleting their true energy until they were completely exhausted and died.

These kinds of special techniques consume an exceptionally large amount of energy.

Li Shengnan felt her internal energy rushing out like a flood from a dam, and at the same time, the chaotic energy within a radius of several feet was crushed down by the force of her palm.

The moment the powerful move was unleashed, the extremely yin and malevolent cold air condensed into an icy river. In a daze, Li Shengnan was draped in a white ice veil, and her aura became dreamlike and illusory.

At this moment, if Li Shengnan said that she was not Ye Mengse, even if Ye Mengse herself saw it, she would never agree with her statement. The illusion and reality are intertwined, as ethereal as a crystal palace, more than just "dreamlike color and emptiness".
"boom!"

The two powerful moves clashed without reservation, crackling sounds echoing through the air as moisture, blood, and severed limbs froze into ice blocks, transforming into a long river of glaciers.

There was no burst of internal energy, no surge of true essence, only icy tentacles that followed like a shadow, and finger force that rose and fell, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden, in the icy and snowy landscape.

Yue Longxuan's hair and beard were covered in frost. He felt as if his blood and qi were frozen, and even his mind was stagnant. When he made moves to defend himself, his hands and feet became increasingly sluggish.

Defeat is only a matter of time!
……

Four lamas rushed towards Wanyan Honglie.

While gathering their true energy, they chanted scriptures.

They are the "Four Secret Masters" of the Nyingma school of Tibetan Buddhism.

They are:
"Sun Secret Venerable" Hachi Zhixian;
The Venerable Shaoyin Mizun had a fair and elegant appearance.
The Venerable Shaoyang Mizun embarked on a difficult journey;

Ning Erzhilan, the Venerable Taiyin Mizun;
The youngest of the four was over eighty years old, and the oldest was over one hundred, totaling nearly four hundred years old. Although they did not hold the title of King, their status in Tantric Buddhism was frighteningly high.

Age is the greatest advantage of a sect. Even if someone has average ability and comprehension, and is just an ordinary passerby, as long as they live long enough to outlive all their seniors, peers, and even juniors, they will automatically be promoted to a highly respected senior. In prestigious sects like Tantra, old guys are everywhere.

Ordinary martial artists are old and inevitably frail, while those from the Buddhist, Taoist, and demonic families are old, which means they have profound skills and decades of refined internal energy.

Just like Master Damu, whose talent, opportunities, and comprehension were all at the level of an ordinary person, he relied on the Xuanmen's painstaking practice to hone his true qi little by little, and eventually became a grandmaster.

The Four Secret Masters were far more talented than Master Damu, but the intense competition within Tantric Buddhism meant they were busy vying for power and profit, busy enlightening believers, and busy preaching to the powerful and wealthy. Lacking Master Damu's detached character, they inevitably neglected their spiritual practice and ended up being inferior to Master Damu.

The four of them were stuck at the Grandmaster level, just one step away from breaking through. However, after two or three decades of hard work, every time they tried to break through the bottleneck, they were ultimately stopped.

Too many failures can lead to mental breakdown.

He appears to be a high-ranking monk of Tantric Buddhism, but in reality, he is like a demon.

The guards around Wanyan Honglie, such as Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian, were naturally no match for the Four Secret Venerables, but how could they not have trump cards when they had been able to keep Wanyan Jue and Wanyan Changzhi in check for so long? Just as the four men's killing moves arrived, a hexagonal protective shield of qi rose in front of Wanyan Honglie, with layers of qi forming a huge sphere.

The Scripture of Regret!

The Wanyan Clan's strongest defensive technique.

The one who made the move: Takumi San, the leader of the Eleven Wings!
Eleven Wings and Nine Soldiers were originally a team of elites trained by Wanyan Jue, and most of them were loyal to him. Only Takumi San was an exception, and he always wanted to challenge Wanyan Jue.

Wanyan Jue died on the battlefield of Liao. Tuomu San was fortunate enough not to participate in the battle and later joined Wanyan Honglie.

The cost of practicing the Scripture of Regret is extremely high. The body will be corroded by the mental techniques, the face will be covered with ugly sores, and one must wear an iron mask and avoid being exposed to the sun, otherwise one's power will be severely reduced and one will be easily attacked and stabbed in the back.

The greater the cost, the greater the power.

The Scripture of Regret has extremely strong defensive capabilities. Even if Wanyan Jue attacks fiercely with the Heaven and Earth Overlord Fist, as long as he does not use his last four ultimate techniques, it can at least withstand thirty or forty punches.

The four Venerable Masters possessed profound skills, each having accumulated over sixty years of experience. However, despite their repeated attacks and relentless bombardment with internal energy, they could not budge them in the slightest.

Tuomu San laughed wildly: "This is the famous Four Secret Venerables? He's truly unworthy of his reputation! Have you old guys had enough? It's my turn!"

Tuomu San gathered his strength in both palms and slammed them towards the four people.

They were using the same moves that the four of them had used before.

The Scripture of Sorrow has a matching martial art called Crystal Spirit Saint Hand, which is similar in effect to the Lesser Formless Skill. It can imitate all martial arts techniques in the world. When fighting enemies, one can use the Scripture of Sorrow to withstand a few blows, take the opportunity to learn the enemy's ultimate technique, and counterattack with the exact same martial art, exchanging injury for injury.

They exchanged identical attacks. With the help of the Regretful Demon Scripture, Tuomu San was able to defend himself, while his opponent's defense was slightly weaker. Naturally, the opponent could not outmatch Tuomu San and was worn down to death.

Hachi Zhixian swung his hands, gathering the most powerful and yang internal energy in his palms. It was the Vajra Great Hand Seal of Tantric Buddhism. He first placed it on his chest, then slowly pushed it forward. The overwhelming pressure was like a wall, crashing towards Tuomu San like a wave.

His feet moved with strange and unpredictable steps, as if he were a venomous snake, darting forward, backward, left, and right, sometimes rushing forward, sometimes retreating, and sometimes standing still.

Ku Bie walks the path of an ascetic monk, and his weapon is an iron bowl used for begging for alms. The iron bowl flies out and spins wildly in mid-air. As soon as Tuo Mu San leaves Wanyan Honglie by one zhang, the iron bowl immediately attacks Wanyan Honglie.

Rong Baizhengya's weapon is a Buddhist rosary. His moves are similar to the Shaolin secret technique "Fixed Bead Subduing Demon Skill". He throws out 108 rosary beads with a wave of his hand. The beads are not scattered, but are strung together with silkworm silk. They can be used as a long whip or as a hidden weapon. They are equally effective in attacking enemies.

Ning Erzhilan is skilled in the Tantric Yin-Yang Great Hand Seal. Her right hand makes a flat, straight cut, while her left hand twists and sways, creating an aura that is both fierce and domineering, yet also graceful and ethereal.

The two forces felt extremely uncoordinated, yet they varied greatly in weight, strength, and softness. One was on the left and the other on the right, like two dragons, attacking both sides of Tuo Musan. When they hit the protective qi, they automatically bounced back and shot towards Wanyan Honglie.

Apart from Hachi Zhixian, who excels at head-on confrontations, the other three attack when the enemy is forced to defend, constantly attacking Wanyan Honglie. Despite Tuomu San's unparalleled defense with the Yinhen Demon Scripture and the Crystal Spirit Saint Hand's imitation of thousands of moves, they could only shrink their defenses and were surrounded and beaten by the Four Secret Venerables.

Every protective aura has its limits.

The Golden Bell Cover and Innate Qi are no exception.

In martial arts combat, offense always trumps defense.

How long can Takumi hold on?
With the Four Venerable Masters' foundation spanning over sixty years, and with the four of them taking turns using their skills and consuming miraculous medicines, it would take at least a day to exhaust their strength.

Wanyan Honglie's heart sank.

Takumi narrowed his eyes and glanced into the distance.

Mahayana Prajna Palm, Japanese Swordsmanship, Golden Leopard Palm, Spirit Snake Fist, Vajra Hand Seal, Mysterious Yin Finger...

With so many amazing skills, there must be a way to break the deadlock.

The most powerful technique is clearly swordsmanship!
Li Zhaoting's unparalleled swordsmanship is truly awe-inspiring!
Two centenarian monks, both physically disabled and seemingly demonic, joined forces to attack Li Zhaoting.

Dajue was covered in injuries. His legs had been cut off, his eyes had been gouged out, and his collarbone had been pierced. After living a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood for decades, his arms had turned into beast claws.

If it weren't for the support of a pure, profound, and boundless Buddhist energy, he would have died a hundred times over.

Driven by his hatred for his disciple Ning Kong, Dajue has managed to hold on until now. His compassionate and all-encompassing Great Prajna Zen skill has turned into a demonic skill, a demonic skill of pure resentment.

Dajue used his hearing and intuition to pinpoint Li Zhaoting's location, and then used his claws to scratch him repeatedly.

After his body was crippled, Dajue's perception of the outside world greatly increased. In the original story, he could tell that Cao Xiong was practicing a martial arts manual by the sound of the wind blowing through the pages of a book, which shows how powerful his perception was. His body had completely transformed into a beast.

Dajue is not human, but a wild beast.

A ferocious beast draped in half a torn human skin.

Huo Gong Toutuo's situation was similar to Da Jue's. He appeared to have intact limbs, but his spine was damaged, leaving him disabled for decades. His life was even more miserable than Da Jue's.

However, Dajue's hatred was not without precedent; he was betrayed by his disciple and driven insane by decades of imprisonment.

The Fire-Worker Monk simply asked for a beating.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know him at all. The two had no prior grudges or interactions. Huogong Toutuo thought he was the best in the world and challenged Zhang Sanfeng. He was beaten up by Zhang Sanfeng, lost his composure, and jumped off a cliff to commit suicide.

Can we blame Zhang Sanfeng for this?
You come to their door to provoke them, and they're not allowed to fight back?

After defeating the Fire-Worker Monk, Zhang Sanfeng didn't say anything sarcastic, only saying, "You're not a virgin practicing martial arts." What's so insulting about that?
Nine out of ten martial arts practitioners are not virgins when practicing martial arts. Those who practice virginity-based martial arts are extremely rare. Do you want to be a "hundred-year-old virgin" like Zhang Sanfeng?
He went to provoke someone, was defeated, and then deliberately jumped off a cliff, suffering serious injuries. It was entirely his own fault that the Fire-Worker Monk was injured!

What does this have to do with Zhang Sanfeng?
Zhang Sanfeng's only responsibility is that he shouldn't have been so soft-hearted; he should have slapped the guy to death.

The Fire-Worker Monk used the Black Jade Broken-Healing Ointment to heal the injury to his spine, but the old injury left a lingering problem, making it difficult for him to move his hands and feet and preventing him from using normal martial arts skills. So he practiced the Zombie Fist, which is straightforward, powerful and forceful.

The Yan family of Chenzhou in western Hunan has made a living by transporting corpses for generations. In the process, based on the hard posture of the corpses and the insidious and vicious corpse poison, they created a set of zombie fist techniques, which has been passed down for a hundred years and has formed a special school.

Arrogant as Yuan Suiyun and domineering as Li Chenzhou, both highly valued the Zombie Fist. Yuan Suiyun's thirty-three ultimate skills included the Zombie Fist. Li Chenzhou was one of the eight Heavenly Kings under his command and the current head of the Yan family in Chenzhou.

The Fire-Worker Monk possesses profound and domineering skills, no less powerful than the Wedding Dress Divine Skill. However, the insidious nature of the Zombie Fist clashes with his true energy, leaving him only able to retain the basic moves.

In this way, it has a kind of effect of returning to the origin and reaching the source. An ordinary punch can turn the world upside down and stir up a raging tide of fire.

With two swords in hand, Li Zhaoting used the Purple Star Soft Sword to block the treacherous and vicious beast claws of the Great Jue, while the Green Rope Sword pierced the chest and abdomen of the Fire-Worker Monk, severing his throat with a single blow—a hundred-step flying sword.

The Fire-Worker Monk blocked the sword's edge with a wave of his hand, but unexpectedly, Li Zhaoting combined his two swords. The Purple Star Soft Sword was extremely yin and soft, while the Green Rope Sword was extremely yang and hard, combining softness and hardness to draw a Tai Chi symbol.

Tai Chi Swordplay!

The ultimate skill personally taught by Zhang Sanfeng!

There are countless tricks that combine strength and gentleness, and the Fire-Worker Monk has seen them hundreds of times but never paid them any mind.

The only thing that cannot be seen is the Tai Chi Mystic Skill.

"Tai Chi! What the hell! You little bastard, you're Zhang Sanfeng's disciple and grand-disciple! I'm going to break your bones and blast you into a pile of rotten flesh!"
"If you insult Zhang Sanfeng now, calling him a bastard or a son of a bitch, I'll spare your life and even teach you unparalleled martial arts. Otherwise, I'll skin you alive!"

The Fire-Worker Monk's eyes were bloodshot, his boundless hatred solidifying into a tangible form. The flames turned from fiery red to pitch black, and the venom in his voice sent chills down one's spine.

Li Zhaoting scoffed, "What's the use of practicing your lousy martial arts? Can you even withstand a single move from Master Zhang? Let alone Master Zhang himself, which of the direct disciples of Wudang's Zixiao Palace and Yuxu Palace doesn't know Tai Chi Xuan Gong? Your sneaky tricks will probably only make you weaker!"

"you wanna die!"

Fire-Worker Monk spoke slowly and deliberately, his anger reaching its peak. His entire body was engulfed in flames, making him look like a human torch. He unleashed two powerful punches, and two fiery dragons roared as they charged towards Li Zhaoting's vital ribs.

Li Zhaoting swung his sword lightly, using the Yin-Yang transformation of Tai Chi swordplay to deftly deflect the fiery dragon.

"Your martial arts skills are utterly terrible! My Tai Chi swordsmanship, even at only 30% proficiency, is enough to defeat you!"

(End of this chapter)