Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 507 Madness Clashes Madness, Li Chenzhou VS Tang Shiwu (Bonus Chapter 1)

"Should we try something else?"

A ruthless glint flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes.

"No! The assassination is over. There's no need to add anything unnecessary. Liu Suifeng only sent two protectors to participate in the assassination, which means the Heavenly King is not in the palace."

Duan Zhengming analyzed, "Although I don't know what happened, I have a vague feeling that there is chaos within the Power Gang and a collapse of trust!"

Benyin laughed and said, "By using Benwu's identity, we have achieved some results and killed two protectors. This is just the right time to celebrate our triumphant return. When attending the celebration, the Crown Prince should be clean and refreshed and should not have any injuries on his body!"

Duan Zhengming echoed, "The most important thing now is not to kill the power-hungry officials and spies, but to stabilize the situation as soon as possible and restore stability to the Dali court."

Duan Yanqing retorted expressionlessly, "I was just making a suggestion, why all this nonsense?"

Benyin: "I'm afraid you won't understand!"

Duan Yanqing: "I'm not a fool!"

Duan Yu smoothed things over, saying, "Elders, we should go to the banquet ceremony now. Have the palace maids clean up the blood in the Buddhist hall. The sacred Buddhist grounds are stained with blood."

Duan Yanqing said, "This is called the wrathful Vajra. The Buddha's teachings are indeed excellent, but to uphold them, one must not only be compassionate but also possess a strong fist!"

Duan Yu: You talk a lot too!
This shouldn't be said in public.

Otherwise, it would cause Duan Yanqing to fall into a state of emo.

……

Celebration dinner.

Duan Zhengchun raised his glass and began his passionate speech.

The pent-up anger was finally released as Li Zhaoting and Xiao Feng swept across the border. With fewer and fewer experts in the Power Gang, they could no longer stir up any trouble.

Xiao Feng and Xiao Qiushui are playing a drinking game.

Li Zhaoting was surrounded by beautiful women, enjoying their singing and dancing. Wang Yuyan and Lan Fenghuang nestled on either side of him, their faces filled with pride.

With the help of fairies and witches in killing Wanyan Jue, and with Cheng Huaixiu by his side in the duel with Pang Ban, his record is somewhat exaggerated. However, this time, the battle against Yan Kuangtu was a head-on confrontation, and he won a fair and square victory.

After this battle, no one will question Li Zhaoting's strength anymore. He has been completely removed from the Heavenly Gang Ranking, but given his status, it is inconvenient to rank him.

One immortal, two Buddhas, and three demon lords—none of them will do.

These four unique qualities are irreplaceable.

Li Zhaoting's fate is considered ominous among the Five Evils, but he is definitely not a demon or heretic. To include Li Zhaoting in the Five Evils would be somewhat humiliating, as it would make one vulnerable to being blocked at the door by Li Zhaoting.

After the Five Evils come the Eight Heroes, how are they arranged?

Li Zhaoting is a steadfast swordsman. The leader of the swordsmen, Lang Fanyun, is equally skilled as Pang Ban. However, from the perspective of swordsmanship, Li Zhaoting is not the leader.

No matter how you arrange them, it's not suitable.

Unless a specific ranking is listed separately.

This kind of thing is a headache for the Six Doors.

Li Zhaoting thought the title "Head of the Heavenly Gang" sounded quite good, even better than "Supreme Heavenly Sword," just like the title of Marquis Xiaoyun. This title was really too cool.

Who on earth is this person with such keen observation and writing skills? Thinking of this title, I'll definitely have to treat him to a drink when I meet him in the future.

"Yu Yan, Feng Huang, go and rest if you're tired. Yun Fei and Xiao Die are here to keep me company. The atmosphere here is too noisy. Don't you find it too loud?"

“Li Lang, we’re not here to accompany you, we’re here to stop those slutty, cheap women who want to get close. If we go even a little further away, who knows how many people will come over.”

Lan Fenghuang pointed to the distance, where a dozen or so Miao girls boldly stared at Li Zhaoting, displaying their youthful vitality with grace and poise. Wang Yuyan looked to the other side, where the nobles of Dali had brought a dozen or so young ladies from prestigious families.

For royalty and nobility, marriage was the most normal business deal. However, Xiao Feng was deeply in love with A'Zhu and they were destined to be together forever, so no one could interfere. Li Zhaoting, a philanderer, was the perfect target.

If Li Zhaoting doesn't mind, he can choose a Miao princess or a Dali princess to marry into the bridal chamber right now.

Do not ask!

The answer is that we are celebrating our victory and are filled with excitement!

To prevent anyone from getting too close, the two women each guarded a different direction. Whenever someone approached, they would slowly rub their bellies and flaunt their pregnancy.

Seeing this scene, well-mannered ladies from respectable families would step back, while proud and arrogant beauties would take the initiative to come closer and see who had more feminine charm.

Don't underestimate a woman's competitive nature.

When women start comparing themselves to each other, even someone as strong as Li Zhaoting is nothing more than a tool, not daring to utter a single word.

Li Zhaoting looked around and didn't see any famous figures like Zhong Ling or Mu Wanqing, which was quite normal.

Zhong Ling's surname is Zhong, and her father is Zhong Wanchou.

Mu Wanqing was proud and arrogant, and she looked down on other men except for Duan Yu, who removed her veil.

The Miao region...

Li Zhaoting's hobbies are well-known.

Several young princesses from Miao villages, barefoot, danced the bamboo pole dance, their silver bells fluttering in the air, a breathtaking sight.

Duan Zhengchun's speech continued.

His voice was loud and clear, filled with a triumphant and triumphant feeling.

The nobles and generals frequently raised their glasses in response, and cheers and compliments rose and fell like waves.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and the crisp sound of glass goblets almost drowning out the music, the sounds of Xiao Feng and Xiao Qiushui playing drinking games grew increasingly boisterous. Surprisingly, the atmosphere blended harmoniously with the opulent palace banquet.

Wang Yuyan and Lan Fenghuang guarded Li Zhaoting's flanks as if facing a formidable enemy, but this defense was ineffective.

What is coming will always come.

A Miao princess, dressed in colorful Miao attire and with bold and spirited features, took advantage of a break in her dance to glide directly to Li Zhaoting's seat with a silver cup in her hand. The silver bells on her bare feet jingled, a sight that stirred the heartstrings.

"Master Li, your divine might is unparalleled and invincible. I toast you with a cup! May you, young master, be like the eagle of Miao Mountains, and often visit my village. I will certainly welcome you with open arms."

Her eyes sparkled, exuding a seductive charm, as she brought the wine glass very close, her fingertips brushing against the back of Li Zhaoting's hand.

Meanwhile, Gao Shengtai's daughter, a lady of high social standing who was even more prestigious than Wang Yuyan, the "illegitimate princess," walked slowly toward Li Zhaoting in an elegant palace dress.

With the maid's "accidental" support, the young lady stumbled, and the fragrant and mellow camellia wine splashed directly onto Li Zhaoting's clothes.

"oops!"

She gasped, her face displaying just the right amount of panic and embarrassment, while her body leaned slightly forward.

Wang Yuyan reacted swiftly and subtly, rolling up her wide sleeves to create a flowing, fluttering effect, as the spilled wine gently landed at Li Zhaoting's feet.

Lan Fenghuang snorted coldly, her green sleeves fluttering, and a faint fragrance drifted toward the Miao princess. In her hand, she held the Golden Silkworm Gu, which twitched slightly.

"Sister, be careful!"

Wang Yuyan spoke with a smile, her voice not loud but clear enough to reach the other person's ears, "This wine is strong, and it's common for people to be unsteady after drinking too much. My husband is very gentle and considerate, and he would never blame his sister."

Lan Fenghuang boasted bluntly: "You're too late. Li Lang is mine. The sisters in my family are not judged by their social status, but only by the order in which they entered the family."

Even if it were the Fairy of the Quiet Abode, the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect, or the most beautiful woman in the world, if they wanted to enter the Li family, they would have to call me "elder sister." Can either of you even bring yourself to do that?

Miss Gao smiled and said, "Mrs. Lan, you said that all those who entered the family later are younger sisters, so is Yu Yan a younger sister too?"

Wang Yuyan smiled and replied, "Of course! Yuyan and my husband met and fell in love quite early, but unfortunately, we were dragged down by our parents' feud, so we entered the family a little late. My sisters are basically my older sisters. This is the family rule that my eldest sister set for the Li family. Even imperial relatives are no exception."

Bai Yunfei and Lan Xiaodie quickly came over.

Bai Yunfei was not used to this environment. Lan Xiaodie, like a beautiful snake, leaned against Li Zhaoting's chest and looked at the two of them charmingly: "Sisters who come in later are lucky to be called 'elder sister'. I'm unlucky. I can't even call him 'husband'. I can only sit at the same table as the concubines."

Jiang Yuyan added, "That's right! We sit at the same table every day when we eat."

Li Zhaoting's face darkened.

The family eats at separate tables because there are too many people. Unless they have a super large rotating table, there simply isn't enough room. Those large rotating tables are only used during the Lunar New Year. Normally, they are divided into two tables. To prevent jealousy at the dinner table, Li Zhaoting always sits at the children's table to avoid any fights at home.

When you're out in the wild, eating dry rations without even a table, what's the point of sharing a table? At an inn, you only need one table, so there's really no need to have separate tables.

Jiang Yuyan had been keeping notes in the booklet for many years and was very skilled at journalistic editing. She intimidated the other party, who frowned and thought to himself that the Li family's rules were a bit too much.

On second thought, Li Nanxing was a marquis, and Li Zhaoting was also a marquis. Together, the father and son had a fief of ten thousand households. With such a high social standing, how could they be without manners?
Thank God, there really isn't one!

When the father and son fled to Dali, they even gave away the walnuts they had been playing with for several years. In the last two years, they have made a name for themselves in the imperial court. How could they be considered a high-ranking family?
If you include Grandpa, then it's definitely not true!
A family of demonic sorcerers and demonic offspring!

Li Zhaoting was too lazy to explain. He hugged Bai Yunfei and shrank into a corner, concealing his aura. He watched the other party making a fuss with a smile. Wang Yuyan quoted classics, Lan Fenghuang was audacious, Lan Xiaodie was seductive, and Jiang Yuyan delivered sharp blows, forcing the other party to retreat repeatedly. A dozen young ladies rushed forward but did not gain any advantage.

Bai Yunfei asked gently, "Do you prefer me to call you husband or master?"

The four princesses of the Demonic Sect split into two factions.

Gongsun Lan and Lan Xiaodie are considered "favored concubines," and they speak with the air of vixens. Bai Yunfei and Wang Yuyan are more ambitious and firmly stand with Li Shengnan, following her lead in everything, and vying with Cheng Huaixiu for her affections.

Li Zhaoting laughed and said, "It's just a matter of how you address someone. I don't have many taboos. You can do whatever you like. It's just making things difficult for honest people to distinguish between them!"

"Are there any honest people in our family?"

"Of course!"

"Who's the honest one? Mei Zhu?"

"Of course I'm the honest one! How dare you doubt your husband's honesty? I'll teach you a lesson tonight!"

"My lord~~"

"What's wrong? You know you're wrong?" "If you're an honest person, then there's no dishonest person in the world! Even if you punish me, I'll still tell you. Can't you have any shame? A true master needs to maintain his dignity!"

"Actually... I'm extremely proud!"

"Ok?"

"So many faces came, layer upon layer, sticking to my skin until I became thick-skinned!"

"Wouldn't that be considered flattery and sophistry?"

"Fine! Yunfei, look over there. These people have finally found the right target. What do they want with me? With so many beautiful women at home, why would I be interested in philandering? Go find Li Xunhuan! He's the best at seeking pleasure!"

Wang Yuyan and Lan Fenghuang's defense was too tight.

Seeing that they couldn't gain anything from Li Zhaoting, these people changed their targets and began to woo Li Xunhuan, so that whoever succeeded would get a share of the spoils.

Li Xunhuan clutched his head in despair.

This problem occurs every time I go on a diplomatic mission.

Why are you looking at my face?
Look at my talent!

I am among the top three in the world, I am the third-ranked scholar!

Miao girl: I am a barbarian! I do not understand poetry and literature!

Miss Gao: What a handsome man! No wonder he is the third-ranked scholar of the Celestial Empire, his reputation is well-deserved!

The joyful dinner lasted until midnight.

Almost everyone got drunk.

From beginning to end, not a single assassin appeared.

The assassination plan was only just beginning.

There was no plan after that.

Where is Liu Suifeng?
Has he completely given up on Dali?
Liu Suifeng is in the Power Faction.

He hurried back to the headquarters of the Power Gang.

In the end, we were still a step too late.

The headquarters of the Power Gang was engulfed in flames.

Li Chenzhou fought valiantly amidst the flames.

His opponent was an arrogant and domineering fellow with a face full of arrogance. There were countless poisoned hidden weapons all around him. The mastermind behind this was the Tang Clan.
Liu Suifeng understood everything in an instant.

Unfortunately, he realized it too late.

From the moment they invaded Dali, the Power Clique slid into a bottomless pit from which they could never climb out.

The powerful figures of the Power Gang were given away for no reason.

Li Chenzhou's wings were all clipped.

The former underworld tyrant who once commanded nineteen demons, eight heavenly kings, four guardians, and over a hundred named and accountable managers, is now reduced to just Li Chenzhou.

Nineteen demons fell to Xiao Qiushui's sword.

The Heavenly King and his Dharma Protectors fell in Dali.

Zhao Shirong was forcibly taken away by Liu Suifeng.

Even the Long Sky Five Swords and the Lion King and Tiger Queen, which were his secret weapons, were eliminated. Apart from the fists on his arms, Li Chenzhou had no other support!

"boom!"

Li Chenzhou killed three Tang Clan disciples with a heavy punch. Looking at the arrogant and domineering "Crimson Spider" before him, Li Chenzhou coldly asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Tang Shiwu. I have sworn to appear in the martial arts world once every fifteen years for a period of one year, and to accomplish a major event in the martial arts world during that year."

At the age of fifteen, I became famous throughout the land for defeating the renowned Zhuge Zhengwo. Those who know this story admire me greatly, while those who do not are not worthy of hearing my name. You, however, are barely qualified.

I'm thirty years old this year, and my goal is to become the leader of the martial arts world. I'll start with the Power Gang!

I originally intended to recruit you, but the Power Gang has such a bad reputation that I have no choice but to cut off your head!

In return, I can answer three questions.

I like fairness!
Li Chenzhou, you may ask your question now!

Tang Shiwu's aura was even more arrogant than Yan Kuangtu's.

The difference is that Yan Kuangtu is a madman who fights alone against the world and is obsessed with martial arts. Even though he knows that the world is his enemy, he can still swing his fists and kill a world-shaking monster and fight a bloodbath. He is born to fight and will die for fighting.

Tang Shiwu's arrogance stemmed from pride, a deep-seated conceit. He considered everyone except himself to be ants, easily trampled underfoot. In his eyes, renowned martial arts masters were trash, unworthy to be ranked alongside him.

Even Li Chenzhou and Li Zhaoting were no exception.

Li Chenzhou sneered: "What if you become the leader of the martial arts world at thirty, forty-five, and sixty?"

Tang Shiwu laughed wildly: "At the age of forty-five, I have achieved the unification of the world under the Tang Dynasty. Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei will all be swept into the trash heap. There will only be one sect in the world, the Tang Clan, and all martial artists will only be able to practice the Tang Clan's unique skills. I am the ancestor of martial arts who will pave the way for the future, an immortal sage!"

At sixty, I will rule the world. I have no interest in being an emperor, but when one reaches the pinnacle, one must find something to do. Conquering the world is all I need. A year will be enough for me to unify the land.

After I finish being emperor for a year, I will ascend to heaven on a cloud.

I am within the heavens, and I am still within the heavens!
"Above and below heaven, I alone am supreme!"

Tang Shiwu looked arrogantly at Li Chenzhou: "When I achieve fame and success, I will build a monument to my meritorious officials. I didn't really value a third-rate stepping stone like you, but the nickname 'Ruling the World' is quite good. I will allow you to have your name written on the monument and enjoy incense offerings for thousands of years."

Li Chenzhou: Where did this silly thing come from?

Tang Shiwu was by no means an idiot, but a martial arts prodigy among martial arts prodigies. His claim of defeating Zhuge Zhengwo at the age of fifteen was fake; they were actually playing chess. However, Tang Shiwu's martial arts skills should not be underestimated.

The Tang Clan possesses four unique skills: killing weapons, hidden weapons, poison weapons, and swords. Tang Shiwu disdains poison skills and focuses on killing weapons and swords. When he activates his true energy, dark red demonic claws, resembling spider legs, form on his back. This is the unique effect of Tang Clan's killing weapons, with blood-red energy that is unpredictable and beyond human comprehension.

The terrifying aura that confronted Li Chenzhou head-on was actually only one-eighth of his power. Tang Shiwu wore three finger gloves to seal a portion of his power.

With each finger glove removed, Tang Shiwu's skill level doubles; with all three gloves removed, his skill level increases eightfold, and his strength will inevitably follow suit...

—Hard to say!
While the ability to fly bricks with great force is indeed the essence of martial arts, having power without control means that only two or three-tenths of one's full strength can be utilized, and a surge in power may actually be a hindrance.

First, there's the issue of physical endurance. The dantian meridians might not be able to withstand the sudden surge of power, which is like trying to drain the Yellow River with a small stream – pure suicide!
Secondly, there is the matter of precise control. The true energy and blood that were originally as easy to control as one's own body are seemingly stronger as one's power increases, but in reality, seven or eight out of ten parts of it are wasted!
Finally, there's the matter of mindset. Tang Shiwu treated his sudden surge in power as a trump card, thinking that he could reach the pinnacle with just one-eighth of his power. He believed that if he removed the three finger gloves, he could probably defeat Zhang Sanfeng. As a result, he became increasingly arrogant.

Just like it is now.

Answering a few questions is an immeasurable blessing.

Li Chenzhou didn't want to ask any further questions.

Li Chenzhou felt his worldview had completely collapsed.

How could such a silly creature possess such martial arts skills?

To rule the world?

You dare to challenge me for the world!

Li Chenzhou was furious and unleashed a barrage of heavy punches at Tang Shiwu, using his world-renowned martial arts technique, the Thirty-Six Styles of Heaven-Turning - Strange!

This is neither a fist technique nor a mental cultivation method; it is a special martial art similar to the Longevity Manual. Originally created by a fortune teller, it was adopted by Li Chenzhou as a martial art. He used it as a foundation to practice martial arts and developed unparalleled skills.

Meaning is spirit, energy is substance, and form is function.

It contains thirty-six transformations. Although it has no set moves or styles, as long as one cultivates it to the point of mastery, it can be applied to all kinds of weapons, including fists, palms, claws, and legs, and can be seamlessly integrated. Li Chenzhou used fist techniques to launch attacks because he liked fists the most.

Fist is power!

Making a fist means holding power!

A powerful punch is a sign of power!

A man cannot live a day without power!
I only believe in my own fists.

Great skill appears clumsy, and wonder is hidden within!
A powerful punch unleashed a blue explosion of energy, a punch brimming with anger and resentment that sent Tang Shiwu flying. Tang Shiwu suddenly turned around in mid-air and thrust out a sword aura with his backhand.

Li Chenzhou laughed wildly: "Playing tricks! I thought you had some skills, but it turns out you're just bragging! What bullshit Tang Clan hidden weapons? In my eyes, you're not someone who challenges me, you're my punching bag!"

Before he finished speaking, two deadly moves were unleashed simultaneously.

A solitary sun, strong and vigorous, blooms with extraordinary splendor!
A solitary yin, a solitary softness, flows against the strange current!
The combined force of Yin and Yang in the fist erupted like a volcano, blasting towards Tang Shiwu's chest and abdomen. The left fist was filled with strong Yang energy, fierce and domineering, while the right fist was extremely Yin and cold, turning the internal organs and disrupting the internal energy. Both fists were thrown out at the same time, one punch disrupting Yin and Yang!

"boom!"

Tang Shiwu, who was unsteady on his feet, was blasted away by a heavy punch. Li Chenzhou roared to the sky and unleashed a barrage of punches, the whole mountainside filled with shadowy fists, the fast punches as swift as the wind and the heavy punches as thunderous as thunder.

"Li Chenzhou! You deserve to die! You deserve to die! I'll make you suffer a terrible death! I'll kill you!"

Tang Shiwu slowly rose from the ruins.

A soft sound came from the ground.

A finger cot fell to the ground.

Blood dripped from Tang Shiwu's fingertips, and his aura visibly increased, more than doubling in an instant.

"Li Chenzhou, again!"

"Get stronger? Still a punching bag!"

Li Chenzhou looked at Tang Shiwu with disdain!
(End of this chapter)