Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 468 Good disciple! You have ruined my reputation in the education field!
Open the brocade box.

There is only one word inside.

The "suspiciousness" of "suspiciousness breeds dark ghosts"!
Li Zhaoting sighed, “Zhao Min, children shouldn’t lie. The challenge your master sent proves that he doesn’t think I’m qualified to sit down and discuss philosophy with him.”

Zhao Min asked curiously, "Master Li, I have never said my name. How do you know my name is Zhao Min? I am not lying, not a single word of it is false!"

"It seems I misunderstood Pang Ban! Huai Xiu and I were full of doubts. Pang Ban was worried that we two idiots would become suspicious and unable to exert our fighting power, so he specially asked his disciple to clear up my doubts. He is smarter than I thought."

"Does Master Li think my master is stupid?"

"Uh... I accidentally used the wrong word. Pang Ban is certainly not stupid. To be precise, I didn't expect this ruthless demon lord to be so considerate."

"Master Li is so young, yet he can sit down and discuss philosophy with my master. Of course, he will think highly of you. This is not out of consideration, but out of respect for every opponent."

"What I mean is, Pang Ban has been very considerate to you. From the moment I saw the challenge, I had to return the challenge with one of my own. You know what that means, right?"

"I am a messenger, and messengers are living people. If I offend Master Li and he sees this letter, he might spare me this time for my master's sake."

"Let's use this as a return gift!"

Li Zhaoting pointed his fingers into a sword shape and made five marks on the inside of the brocade box, which perfectly formed the character "正" (zhèng).

Square and upright, exuding righteousness and awe-inspiring presence, Zhao Min subconsciously used the Secret Intelligent Book to test the sword intent. There was no sword intent counterattack as she had imagined, only a gentle breeze blowing over her face.

Li Zhaoting rubbed her little head: "I'm not a madman who likes killing. Under normal circumstances, I prefer to enjoy the warm breeze and the warm sunshine."

Zhao Min looked at Li Zhaoting with disdain: "You should say these things to Lan Fenghuang and Wang Shenglan. Anyone with a brain would believe these words."

Li Zhaoting's expression grew even more kind: "Do you know what kind of child is the cutest? It's the one who dresses up as an adult and pretends to be mature, with a childlike face, but acts very serious. The more you look at them, the cuter they become."

Zhao Min instinctively took two steps back: "You won't hurt the little girl, will you? That would be bad for your reputation!"

Li Zhaoting's face darkened: "Didn't Pang Ban teach his disciples to read people's expressions? Even if Pang Ban didn't, didn't your father teach them? Didn't your maids and servants teach them?"

"What right does a maid have to teach me?"

"The ability to read between the lines doesn't need to be taught; it's something you learn through daily life. You are a Mongol princess, and your father is the powerful Prince of Ruyang. Which maid or servant would dare to disobey you? The way the maid looks at you and your father is how she reads between the lines!"

"Master Li, I am thirteen years old this year. I either study at home or follow my master to practice martial arts. How did you know my identity? Are the intelligence agents of the Imperial City Guard really able to infiltrate everywhere?"

"Believe it or not, even if I told you who the Chief Intelligence Officer of the Imperial City Guard is, you still wouldn't be able to find him."

"Does Master Li intend to betray the secrets of the Song Dynasty?"

"That's not a secret of the Song Dynasty. Those intelligence agents were arranged by my father. At most, it's a secret of the Li family. The intelligence agents I'm talking about were arranged by me personally."

"You won't betray your subordinates easily."

"I want to make a deal with you. I'll tell you who betrayed Zhao Min, and you tell me where Fang Yeyu is hiding. Is that a fair deal?"

"You want me to betray my senior brother?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill Fang Yeyu. I just want to give Pang Ban a small gift."

"I can pass it on!"

"you sure?"

Li Zhaoting's expression suddenly turned stern. He formed a sword with his fingers, and a piercing sword intent swirled between them. Zhao Min closed her eyes in fear, but remained silent.

Li Zhaoting smiled and said, "You've passed!"
For the sake of their master, they asked me to deliver a message; this is filial piety.

To go to a meeting alone for the sake of one's subordinates—this is benevolence.

To risk one's life for one's senior brother is a matter of righteousness.
Even if you know me perfectly well and know that I wouldn't hurt a little girl, the fact that you had the courage to face me proves both your courage and your wisdom. Little girl, you're quite something!
as a reward.

I can answer two questions.

Think it through before you ask a question!

Li Zhaoting gestured with his hand to make a "two".

Zhao Min quickly calmed herself down and closed her eyes to think.

"Who betrayed my information?"

"Mr. Cha, also known as Mr. Jin."

Why do you write the character "正" (zhèng)?

"To fool Pang Ban!"

"This answer is too crude."

"He pretended to be a god or a ghost, making people think of justice, righteousness, and the invincibility of the righteous. In reality, he didn't have that much thought. He had five fingers on one hand, and each finger had a sword aura that formed the character '正' (zhèng)."

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Master Li."

"I have no interest in the grudges and feuds of my elders. The people who made the moves are my father, whom I cannot cause trouble for; Yan Jing'an, whose disciple is my concubine; and Pang Ban, who has nothing to do with me. I will take my revenge!"

"Master Li, this is..."

"what happened to you?"

"I'm still a child!"

"I just wanted to teach the dog a lesson! Pang Ban's dog is disobedient, so I'm disciplining it for him!"

Li Zhaoting flicked his finger, and golden sword light fell like raindrops. Below were the two servants, one black and one white. The two had followed Pang Ban for many years and were proficient in combined attack techniques. Seeing the sword energy coming, they put their hands together and pushed out their palms.

This combined attack technique is incredibly powerful. First, it uses a strange internal force to create a vortex that sweeps towards the enemy, followed by a thunderous strike from both sides.

Strangely enough, most of the Mongol Yuan dynasty's expert guards were in pairs, and they were most skilled in combined attack techniques.

The Mongol Khan had eight bodyguards, divided into five groups. Three groups were skilled in combined attacks, while the remaining two were highly skilled in martial arts and preferred to fight one-on-one.

The masters of the Demon Master's Palace also enjoy using combined attacks.

White hair and red face, two servants, one black and one white, and the world is destroyed!
The two servants, Black and White, were proficient in the art of combined attacks. With Pang Ban's guidance, their combined strength was quite formidable. They thought to themselves that Li Zhaoting had neither drawn his sword nor prepared his attack, and with a casual strike, how could he possibly harm them?
Unexpectedly, the golden sword light suddenly bloomed, condensing into golden lotuses in the fire. The two servants, one black and one white, were powerless to resist and were forced to retreat seventeen or eighteen steps.

When he stopped, his clothes were covered in cratered burns, but only the clothes were damaged, not his skin. His face was full of horror.

Zhao Min was the same.

Firstly, he was furious that the two servants, one black and one white, had disobeyed orders and were told to wait outside the city, but they had gone into the city on their own initiative.

Secondly, she was grateful for the loyalty of the two servants, who, knowing that Li Zhaoting might draw his sword to kill someone, took the initiative to sneak into the city for Zhao Min's safety, showing a lot of the demeanor of a death warrior.

Thirdly, he was amazed by Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship. He thought Pang Ban was being modest, but he never expected that Li Zhaoting had genuinely broken through the limits of the Heavenly Gang Ranking and was qualified to sit at the same table with the old monsters standing on the mountain peak.

Li Zhaoting shouted sternly, "You two servants, black and white, for the sake of your loyalty, take Zhao Min a hundred miles away before sunset, and I will spare your lives!"

The two men were taken aback for a moment, then said gratefully, "Thank you for your mercy, Master Li. We'll be leaving now!"

Zhao Min, bewildered, shouted, "Li Zhaoting, are you just going to let me go back like this? You'll regret it! I've laid out ten traps for you; you'll have no chance of escaping!"

Li Zhaoting flicked her on the head and pressed his hand against her forehead. Zhao Min was furious and charged at Li Zhaoting with a rocket-shaped headbutt. However, she was small and weak, with short arms and legs. Her hands waved like windmills, and her short legs kept trying to push forward, but she could not move an inch.

"I will get my revenge!"

"I never bully children!"

Li Zhaoting threw Zhao Min out of the window, where she landed right in the hands of the two servants, one black and one white: "Tell Pang Ban that I used several different formats to reply to his challenge!"

The two servants, one black and one white, bowed respectfully, then carried Zhao Min away from Sword Forging City. They rode camels for over a hundred miles, found a sand dune to rest, and returned to the Demon Master's Palace that night to ask Pang Ban to examine the challenge letter.

Pang Ban immediately sensed the challenge letter.

Looking at the two servants, one black and one white, covered in soot, Pang Ban crushed the teacup with force and splashed the tea over them. The tea solidified into ice shards in mid-air and shot into the two servants' acupoints. The ice spikes pierced through their bodies and landed in the flowerpots behind them.

Upon closer inspection, the flowers had been burned to charcoal.

Zhao Min wiped away her cold sweat in shock: "What a waste of a pot of clivia! Li Zhaoting really has some tricks up his sleeve!"

Li Zhaoting's sword strikes against the two servants, seemingly showing mercy by only tearing their outer robes and leaving them covered in dust, actually embedded pure Yang finger force and supreme Yang true energy into their meridians and acupoints as the sword energy fell.

Pang Ban used his Yin energy to condense an ice cone, forcing out the pure Yang fire energy. When it landed on the flowerpot, the pure Yang finger force was activated, burning the flowers to charcoal.

Zhao Min handed over the brocade box.

"Master, this is a challenge letter."

What did Li Zhaoting say?

"He said that writing the character '正' was just a charade, neither a display of righteousness nor an invincible spirit, but rather that each of the five fingers on one hand possessed a sword aura."

"anything else?"

“He planted an undercover agent next to me and leaked all my information. Master, Li Zhaoting is really amazing. He seems to know everything.”

What can you tell?

"Reporting to Master, I am dull-witted and cannot see anything, but I think the character '正' is very beautiful."

"It's not about being pretty, it's about being upright! There are many schools of thought in Chinese calligraphy practice. Some admire running script, some like the unrestrained cursive script, and some like clerical script."

If we're talking about the most upright and proper calligraphy, nothing surpasses the strength and elegance of Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan. Li Zhaoting's calligraphy, however, doesn't possess the rigidity of Yan and Liu's style, but rather a more ruler-like quality. Each horizontal and vertical stroke is drawn as if with a ruler, its essence forming a colossal mountain that remains unmoved even if my magical powers stir up the mighty Yellow River.

Regarding sword intent, Li Zhaoting used the Six Meridian Divine Sword when inscribing the characters. Each of the five fingers of his right hand had a meridian, and together with the little finger of his left hand, they formed the Six Meridian Divine Sword.

The six sword techniques each have a different sword intent.

Some sword strikes are powerful and vigorous, some are agile and ingenious, some are simple and clumsy, some are bold and expansive, and some are extremely subtle and exquisite. Look at these five sword marks.

Every sword aura was the same thickness!
It's as if it was carved with a sword aura.

Excellent swordsmanship!
"What superb swordsmanship!"

Pang Ban couldn't help but praise loudly.

Once you understand one method, you understand all methods. Pang Ban had some insights into the way of the sword. In the original story, Pang Ban's challenge to Lang Fanyun was a sword-wielding puppet that he had carved himself. The puppet displayed a sword technique that was 80-90% similar to the breaking sword technique of the Dugu Nine Swords, and it seemed to be able to break all sword techniques in the world.

Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship follows a different style.

How can you use five different sword intents with five fingers while ensuring that the strokes are of equal thickness?

Zhao Min couldn't understand this question. Looking at the smug Pang Ban, she couldn't help but ask, "Master, what's so special about Li Zhaoting's sword technique?"

Pang Ban pointed to the strokes and said, "The sword techniques of the five fingers are all different, but the strokes are all the same thickness because Li Zhaoting adjusted the length of the strokes when he inscribed them."

"Stroke length?"

"The character '正' has five strokes, horizontal and vertical, but each stroke is of different lengths. Li Zhaoting uses this to unleash his sword energy. Strokes with deep sword intent are longer, while strokes with smooth sword intent are shorter, forming a perfect whole."

"That's it? It doesn't sound very good?"

"You little brat who's all talk and no action, if you can reach this level before you're forty, I'll cheer for you whether I live or die."

"You should live! Live to a ripe old age! What's the point of cheering when you're dead? A leaping, rotten skeleton?"

Zhao Min couldn't help but roll her eyes. "At forty years old, you've reached the level that Li Zhaoting can achieve with a casual stroke, and you're actually satisfied? Is it because my talent is too low, or are you misleading people? The requirements for a demon master are too low!"
Pang Ban said in a deep voice, "Sigh..."

Why did Master sigh?

"Min girl, you pose no threat to me in martial arts, but you can ruin my reputation and make the title of Demon Master a laughing stock in education!"

"Master, I have great talent!"

"If you could dedicate even 10% of the time you spend daydreaming, being clever, or playing mind games to practicing martial arts, I could relax my expectations for you until you're thirty."

"Isn't twenty years old okay?"

"It seems like I need to be fifty!"

Pang Ban turned around and went to the secluded meditation room.

His silhouette was desolate and lonely, like snowflakes drifting down.

Zhao Min: Am I really that bad?
Zhao Min is certainly no less capable. Her natural talent, aptitude, and comprehension are all top-notch. She is exceptionally intelligent, but her weakness is that she is too clever and likes to take shortcuts when practicing martial arts.

Not all demonic martial arts techniques are about quick success and instant benefits. The techniques that Pang Ban taught his disciples were authentic martial arts that progressed step by step. Fang Yeyu was able to use his desire for power to suppress other desires and force himself to focus on practicing martial arts.

Zhao Min couldn't do it!
It's impossible to do it from the inside out, from top to bottom!

Despite being known as the "Demon Master," Pang Ban actually made no achievements in the field of education. He completely neglected his disciples, leaving their efforts to their own discretion.

Zhao Min went to the study in a depressed mood, wanting to imitate the characters carved by Li Zhaoting. She tried dozens of times but didn't know how to start. She spent seven or eight days and imitated thousands of times. She even used the method of tracing to make a rubbing of the paper on the carving and followed the stroke by stroke.

No matter how you try, it's always broken and tattered.

Li Zhaoting wrote "正" (zhèng)!
Zhao Min's writing is all crooked!
Taken out on its own, it can be said to be quite good; if sent to the art market, it could fetch two or three taels of silver.

However, compared to Li Zhaoting's calligraphy, it was like a poor imitation, and the more Zhao Min looked at it, the more embarrassed she felt. She threw the brocade box away, overturned the desk, and papers flew everywhere. She lay on the ground, her face full of dejection.

Just then, a maid brought over a key.

"Princess, the Demon Master instructed that there are several items in the storeroom that can help you master swordsmanship."

"I knew it, Master loves me the most!"

Zhao Min went to the storeroom with great interest, opened the largest room, and found eighteen water vats inside.

"This...this...Master!"

Zhao Min felt weak all over and collapsed to the ground.

This is a story about Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi's father, Wang Xizhi, is an immortal monument in the history of calligraphy. When Wang Xianzhi was young, he was determined to become a calligrapher and wanted to surpass Wang Xizhi.

His mother told him that there were eighteen large vats in their backyard, and that he would need to use up all eighteen vats of water to cultivate the spirit of calligraphy and give his writing some structure.

Wang Xianzhi practiced calligraphy diligently. After writing with three vats of water, he believed that his calligraphy style was no less than his father's. He handed a meticulously crafted calligraphy copybook to his father for review. Wang Xizhi added a dot to one of the large characters, turning it into the character "太".

Wang Xianzhi went to his mother for her evaluation. His mother pointed to the character "太" and said, "This character is well written. The last dot of the stroke has the style of your father."

Wang Xianzhi was greatly stimulated and became even more diligent. Through hard work and practice, he eventually transformed himself and became a famous calligrapher, known as one of the "Two Wangs" along with his father.

Throughout history and across the world, there are countless similar examples, so there is no need to argue about the authenticity of the cases.

There are only eight words to remember.

Diligence can make up for lack of talent, and practice makes perfect!
Diligence leads to mastery, while idleness leads to ruin!
Success comes from careful planning, failure from acting impulsively!

Zhao Min glanced at the eighteen vats of water, then at her own small frame, and threw the brush away.

Can’t learn!
I'm not learning anymore!
The maid handed the key to Zhao Min: "Princess, this is the key to the room on the left. The sorcerer instructed that you should wait until you have looked through this room before deciding whether to finish writing the eighteen vats of water or give up. Please open the room, Princess."

Zhao Min curiously opened the door and found a mountain of manuscripts, puppets, and broken swords inside.

"what is this?"

"These are the insights and reflections that the little magician wrote during his studies. He would summarize his experiences and make improvements every time he failed with broken puppets and weapons. He made progress little by little every day. Princess, the little magician's talent is not as good as yours, but his martial arts are far superior to yours. Even if you were the same age, you would still be no match for the little magician!"

"Is this the evaluation given by Master?"

"It was Master Li who instructed me!"

"Teacher Li" refers to Li Chimei, the most loyal, reliable, powerful, and insightful martial artist among the Mongol Yuan dynasty's warriors. Every prince studied under Li Chimei and was respectfully addressed as Teacher Li.

Zhao Min pouted defiantly, "What's so great about Li Zhaoting! I'll surpass him sooner or later!"

The maid whispered a reminder: "Princess, according to the information investigated by the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, Li Zhaoting studied at Jinling Academy when he was young, and he was first in all subjects."

"I'm going to fight these monsters!"

Zhao Min lay on the ground, her face filled with despair.

What's more disheartening than the slow bird flying first is the phoenix rising earliest, sleeping latest, and flying most frequently.

I'm not afraid of geniuses having more talent than me; I'm afraid of geniuses not only having more talent but also studying harder.

From a certain perspective, self-control and perseverance are qualities that belong to geniuses.

Zhao Min's talent is only half there.

His background, innate talent, and comprehension are all at maximum level.

Perseverance, patience, and self-control are all basic skills.

Pang Ban was not a good master.

Because Pang Ban simply doesn't know how to teach apprentices; he wouldn't do something like teaching according to aptitude.

The title of "Demon Master" is merely a name without substance!

Pang Ban should be called the "Demon Lord"!
He is a true "ruthless demon lord"!
……

night.

Sword Forging City.

Tomorrow is the day the Frost Sword is forged.

Everyone felt extremely nervous.

Jianxiong trembled with nervousness, shrinking into Li Zhaoting's arms like a frightened cat, only feeling safe when he leaned on Li Zhaoting.

A long rainbow shot into the sky, a divine and wondrous sight that could be seen for dozens of miles around. The sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes dancing echoed throughout the entire Sword Forging City. Upon closer inspection, a fire phoenix soared straight into the sky, its power and majesty so great that the golden-haired lion was nothing but a scruffy beast compared to it!
Could it be that true dragons and phoenixes exist in this world?

In fact, there are many, many, many martial arts related to dragons and phoenixes in the world today. The most famous ones are the Beggar Clan's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, and Dragon Capturing Skill.

Dragon and phoenix stand side by side; where there is a dragon, there is a phoenix.

Li Zhaoting could understand the existence of strange beasts like Lao Jiu, Jinmao Suan, and Jindiao.

If a true dragon and a celestial phoenix appear...

Will there be Indra or Xiao Sanxiao?

Xiao Feng created his own "Cloud Dispelling Palm" technique!
Can the two of us "join forces"?
(End of this chapter)