Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Mi Cangqiong VS Chi Zunxin;
Tang Zhuquan VS Qian Luo;

Hua Manlou VS Shen Mufeng;
Cao Zhengchun VS Prince Yao;
Many masters are engaged in fierce battles in the palace!

Less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to start the battle, a violent burst of true energy covered the imperial palace, and blood obscured the stars and moon.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth in the capital was completely disrupted, with chaotic torrents of energy everywhere. In this perilous situation, no one dared to rashly attempt to achieve harmony between heaven and man.

Following the path explored by the crimson-clad boy, Zhao Yuanyan charged all the way to the Qionglin Banquet, where he found Zhao Zhen's trail and then unleashed his full power.

The intensity of the battle has increased tenfold.

Zhao Yuanyan recklessly bet all his chips.

The first to make a move was Ye Gucheng!

As the swordsmanship instructor of the eight princes' mansions, Ye Gucheng was deeply bound to Zhao Yuanyan and could not remain aloof. He could only sigh and lament that he had not been able to wait for Li Zhaoting.

Ye Gucheng slowly drew the White Cloud Sword.

The sword intent was as ethereal as clouds, and the sword light was sharp and brilliant. A sword shot down from the sky, making it impossible to open one's eyes, let alone resist it in the slightest.

"clang!"

A sword blocked the way in front of the White Cloud Sword.

Under heaven, there are no more than five people who can block Ye Gucheng's sword with their own sword, and it seems that only one person can act in time under these circumstances.

A child dressed in blood-red cyan robes.

To Zhao Yuanyan's astonishment, the boy in the blood-stained blue robe removed his mask, revealing himself to be Ximen Chuixue.

"Whizzing!"

Two more children dressed in blood arrived.

Lu Xiaofeng, the purple-clad boy in blood, is the world's number one troublemaker, best at turning the schemes painstakingly planned by the mastermind behind the scenes into a complete mess.

The Blue-Clad Blood-Stained Child, Chu Liuxiang, is considered one of the most troublesome people in the world, on par with Lu Xiaofeng. In this respect, he is even more famous and infuriating than Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng quickly explained: "I know you don't have much time, so let's not waste any more time. The boy in the blue blood-stained clothes is Liu Luochen, the Qiankun Flying Sword of the Diancang Sect!"
The boy in the blue blood-stained clothes is a master thief.

They really didn't have much confidence in their abilities. I gave them a few words of advice and removed the poison from their bodies, and they obediently left!
This is the consequence of using poison to control others.

As long as there is even one person in the world who can cure this deadly poison, there will be endless betrayals.

"Master, you've miscalculated!"

Zhao Yuanyan sneered: "Impossible! Qimen Dark Fragrance is a poison that has been stored for thirty years. Only an antidote that has been stored for thirty years can neutralize it. How can you possibly neutralize it?"

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows: "Master, there is a sequence to learning, and everyone has their own expertise. Have you forgotten that I have a good friend who is a womanizer with many wives and concubines?"
Master, have you forgotten that one of my good friend's beautiful wives and concubines happens to be a princess from Miao territory? In terms of poison skills, who can compare to Miao?
There are legends of the "Three Great Divine Gu" in Miao territory.

One is the golden toad, two are the golden silkworms, and three are the ice silkworms.

My lovestruck sister-in-law happened to have refined a Golden Silkworm Gu and an Ice Silkworm Gu. The Qimen Dark Fragrance, aged for thirty years, became a supplement for the Ice Silkworm Gu.

Many thanks to the Master for his generous gift!

Master, there has been too much bloodshed tonight. You have no chance of winning. Surrender now!
There's no need to increase casualties further.

Zhao Yuanran roared, "Increase casualties? The throne is rightfully mine! I want what's mine back!"

I've been planning this for over thirty years, just to teach you one thing: what I've lost, I will take back with my own hands, even if it costs me my life!
How could a noblewoman like her be willing to submit to a subject?
The imperial crown hung vacant for thirty years;
Blood was used to wash the imperial palace ninefold.
He will not close his eyes to the heavens unless he sits on the dragon throne;
"Zhao Zhen, return the throne to me!"

Ximen Chuixue looked at Ye Gucheng indifferently.

Ye Gucheng looked at Ximen Chuixue indifferently.

Suddenly!

Ye Gucheng spoke first.

"White clouds carry swords up to the highest heavens;"

The cold blade has been tempered by the tides of the vast ocean;
Suddenly, the Jade Capital and Golden Palace opened;

A celestial figure descends upon the rainbow bridge;
"Ximen Chuixue, I have a sword in my hand!"

Ximen Chuixue immediately followed up with a poem in response.

"The fragrance of plum blossoms lingers on the snow-like surface of the sword."

Blood bloomed between her brows, reflecting the cold moon;

When the three-foot-long sword proves the Dao;
Everyone in the world praises it as amazing;
Ye Gucheng, I too have a sword in my hand!

"A swordsman has met another swordsman!"

"The swordsman holds a sword in his hand!"

"Today?"

"Today, at this moment!"

"please!"

"please!"

The two leaped and flew to the main hall of the palace.

Lu Xiaofeng shrugged, expressing a similar sentiment to Tang Zhuquan. He had long known that countless masters would be reciting poetry and showing off tonight, and he was determined not to fall behind.

Lu Xiaofeng knew nothing about poetry and prose, let alone the doggerel used by martial arts masters to show off. He could only ask Li Zhaoting to write it for him.

After saying tens of thousands of kind words, Li Zhaoting helped him compose a poem. Lu Xiaofeng then begged Feng Suzhen to help him, and Feng Suzhen also helped him compose a poem.

I had two poems in my possession, but unfortunately, I came out at the wrong time and didn't have a chance to recite them.

Tens of thousands of kind words were all spoken in vain.

Chu Liuxiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He shared similar sentiments.

That's right. Just today, during the day, Li Zhaoting's cell became a public toilet, with friends and relatives taking turns entering to ask him to write on their behalf.

Lu Xiaofeng strode towards Zhao Yuanyan.

Zhao Yuanyan sneered, and gold and silver meshes appeared on his arms, like wearing a gold-threaded glove and a silver-threaded glove, his whole body flashing with gold and silver light.

Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed in surprise, "The Four Illuminations Divine Skill?"

Zhao Yuanyan grinned maliciously: "Didn't expect that, did you?"

Lu Xiaofeng raised an eyebrow: "To be honest, I guessed it long ago. If I'm not mistaken, after the fall of the Golden Roc Kingdom, you will inherit its legacy!"

The Four Illuminations Divine Skill is a peerless technique on par with the Bright Jade Divine Skill and the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, and it is in no way inferior to other mental techniques such as the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Profound Skill Essentials.

This martial art is the ultimate skill of the "Moon Form Sect," and only virgins can practice it. Moreover, one must start practicing this divine skill from a young age to change the meridians and acupoints.

After mastering this divine skill, one's meridians and acupoints become fixed, and the speed of one's qi circulation remains unchanged until old age. One can be fast where it should be fast and slow where it should be slow, allowing one to walk on water and transcend the ordinary to become a saint.

Without needing to learn any martial arts skills, every move he makes possesses immense power, making him seem like a sacred deity or immortal.

The drawbacks are also obvious. First, it is very difficult and requires a gifted virgin. Second, one cannot lose their virginity, otherwise the power will be severely diminished.

How did Zhao Yuanyan master the Four Illuminations Divine Skill?
The answer is: Initiation and Transmission of Power!

Just like Shangguan Jin absorbed Huo Xiu's power, one can absorb internal energy using the Dry Wood Zen Technique. Regardless of whether one is a virgin or has a foundation, one can directly master it.

Zhao Yuanyan used this method.

Lu Xiaofeng has seen far too many martial arts techniques along his journey. Many of the demanding and almost torturous methods have an alternative solution.

Zhao Yuanyan said, "Lu Xiaofeng! I remember you took a beautiful woman from my side. This woman has a fiancé, and he really wants to kill you now!"

A figure flashed out from behind Zhao Yuanyan.

"The shadow of a wicked dragon in the Starry Sea";

White bones piled up to form the Phoenix Terrace;
Pain is Zen, madness is the Way;
Wandering alone beyond the nine heavens;
"Lu Xiaofeng, I've come to kill you!"

Gong Jiu's face was covered in a mess of makeup, somewhat like the face paint that Liao nobles would use when worshipping their ancestors, and he held a dagger in his hand.

A dagger as thin as a cicada's wing and capable of cutting through iron like mud.

The same type of fast knife used by Di Qinglin.

This knife is named—Gentle!
Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank rapidly.

In the past few days, while Lu Xiaofeng and Shaman were drinking and playing, Lu Xiaofeng, with his flirtatious and carefree nature, successfully won Shaman over and obtained a lot of information from her.

According to Shaman, she came from an unnamed island inhabited by nameless assassins known as the Invisible Men, who could disappear without a trace.

Among these assassins, the strongest and most twisted is named Gong Jiu, a madman.

Gong Jiu seems a bit slow-witted and often gets lost. He can't even tell left from right. If you ask him, "Of a hundred people, seventeen have died, how many are left?" he would actually find a hundred people, kill seventeen of them, and then count the remaining ones before he could answer.

However, no matter how difficult the martial arts are to learn, he can learn them all in no time. No matter how heavily guarded a place is, he can come and go freely. He knows what you are thinking before you even say it. If you ask him to kill someone, no matter where the other person is hiding or how many people are protecting them, he will not fail.

Gong Jiu is not human; he is a monster, a monstrous creature made from the sap of a venomous snake, the heart of a fox, the ice and snow of the North Sea, the rocks of the Tianshan Mountains, the bravery of a lion, the ruthlessness of a jackal, the patience of a camel, the intelligence of a human, and a ghost from the eighteenth level of hell, all chopped up and kneaded together.

Shaman knew Gong Jiu's weaknesses.

Gong Jiu was born with things that ordinary people could never achieve in their entire lives. He received too much, and his heart was too empty, making everything seem dull and tasteless.

There are only two things that make Gong Jiu happy.

First, he kills people, specifically the most famous and skilled fighters.

Secondly, there is self-torture. Gong Jiu believes that the most perfect thing in the world is himself, and the greatest thrill in the world is to destroy the most perfect thing with a whip.

Shaman often carried out the latter task, whipping Gong Jiu until he was covered in blood, and then pricking him with silver needles until he looked like a hedgehog.

Shaman accidentally came to the conclusion that as long as Gong Jiu was stimulated by murderous intent or beauty, the latter emotion could be triggered, and there would be a chance to kill him.

This was a plan that Shaman had painstakingly devised.

Lu Xiaofeng refused without hesitation!
Lu Xiaofeng is a martial artist, but also a man.

Men have their own dignity.

Martial artists have their own dignity.

When a woman is between two men, and both men happen to be martial artists, a duel is inevitable, determining not only who is superior but also who lives or dies.

Lu Xiaofeng formed a hand seal with his left hand and flicked his fingers with his right.

A maniacal smile flashed across Gong Jiu's face.

In a flash, the two clashed.

Gong Jiu felt every cell in his body trembling. Lu Xiaofeng was a little annoyed. He had two poems tailor-made for him by Li Zhaoting and his wife, but he couldn't find an opportunity to recite them.

"Gong Jiu! I think this is unfair! You just recited a poem, and I'm going to recite one too, then we'll have a fair duel. Do you have the guts?" "Of course! Go ahead!"

Gong Jiu took half a step back.

If someone else were to make this gesture, they would most likely be plotting against Lu Xiaofeng, gathering their strength for a fierce attack while Lu Xiaofeng was reciting poetry, and seizing the initiative in one fell swoop.

However, it was Gong Jiu who said these words.

Gong Jiu staggered back, waiting for Lu Xiaofeng to finish reciting the poem before they could have a fair duel. Seeing Gong Jiu's posture, Lu Xiaofeng felt utterly bored.

Reciting poetry is for showing off.

In this situation, where is the thrill of showing off?

So, let's just fight!

……

Ximen Chuixue blocked Ye Gucheng's path.

Lu Xiaofeng stalled Gong Jiu.

Yuan Shisanxian, Li Xunhuan, and Feng Shaomin escorted Zhao Zhen away. Just as Zhao Yuanyan was about to give chase, a stunningly beautiful woman quietly appeared and blocked his way.

"Her fairy-like figure reflects the moon and washes the Milky Way; "

Sword Heart Illuminates the Great Luo;
Untainted by worldly dust, compassion remains steadfast.
Only the tears of the common people are more numerous;
Qin Mengyao from Cihang Jingzhai, please offer your guidance!

Last year, Li Zhaoting visited Cihang Jingzhai and instructed Qin Mengyao in swordsmanship. Qin Mengyao gained great insight and broke through the limitation of sword heart enlightenment, and came to the capital for training.

I never expected the debut battle to be so intense.

Qin Mengyao said softly, "Your Highness, I have recently mastered a sword technique. Please give me three pointers!"

Heavenly Heart Sword Style - Heavenly Spirit Sword Illusion!

Back then, Li Zhaoting had an epiphany at Cihang Jingzhai, breaking through the limit of Sword Heart Clarity and comprehending the Heart Sword Divine Technique, which takes intention as the main focus, with a cold heart and a sharp sword, and a clear heart and a spiritual sword.

Based on the annotations left by Li Zhaoting, Qin Mengyao also broke through the limit of Sword Heart Clarity and comprehended a sword technique based on the Heavenly Dao, which she named Heavenly Heart Sword Style.

With the help of the withered wood Zen skill, Zhao Yuanran mastered the Four Illuminations Divine Skill, making him stronger than Qin Mengyao. However, the Cihang Jingzhai's mental cultivation method is best suited for defeating the strong with the weak.

Unless there is a chasm between the two sides, as long as one stays true to oneself, one can contend with the enemy.

Zhao Yuanyan charged several times, but Qin Mengyao blocked his way each time. He tried to escape using his lightness skill, but Qin Mengyao's movements were more troublesome than he had imagined.

Zhao Yuanyan sneered, "Qin Mengyao! This is a matter for the Zhao family, and it's none of Cihang Jingzhai's business! Have you forgotten the lesson Shi Feixuan taught us?"

Qin Mengyao said, "Your Highness is mistaken! Mengyao's actions are for the sake of all living beings. Even if we fight to the point of being torn to pieces, Mengyao will have no regrets!"

Zhao Yuanran gave a cold laugh: "Do you think Zhao Zhen will be safe just because you've blocked me here?"

Qin Mengyao said, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate. There are many skilled people who have made their moves. I don't know what the final outcome will be, so I can only do my best!"

……

Heaven Prison.

Li Zhaoting has finally met his match.

A white-haired, smiling old man who looked like a wealthy patriarch leisurely walked into the prison cell with his hands behind his back.

"Can I ask you a question?"

Li Zhaoting looked up at the old man.

"of course can!"

The old man sat down slowly and deliberately.

"who are you?"

"I am invisible!"

I asked for your name!

"My name is Wu Ming!"

"Great! Heavenly Sword is also Nameless!"

"This shows that we are very compatible."

"Since we're destined to meet, we should value peace. If we fight, it won't be good for either of us! Why don't you tell me what your ambitions are, what your convictions are!"

Li Zhaoting took out a pot of wine from the food box.

The hidden fragrance of Qimen aged for thirty years.

Found it at the headquarters of the Blood Robe Hall.

It tastes great!
It is comparable to the fine wine aged for a hundred years in the Taibailou cellar.

Li Zhaoting poured the old man a glass of wine.

"There aren't many things in this world that can pique my curiosity, and one of them is the true identity of the Hidden Island Master. Are you a member of the Southern Tang royal family? If you are, remember to compensate me! I've taken the blame for you, and I'm guilty of at least eighty or a hundred things! I'm so damn wronged! There's nowhere to seek justice!"

"Who do you think I am?"

The old man picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Zhaoting shrugged: "I don't know! If you're from the Southern Tang royal family, remember to compensate me. If you're a primordial demon, let's fight by the sea! If you're just bored out of your mind, let's play a game of chess!"

The old man chuckled and said, "To tell you the truth, I am neither a member of the Southern Tang royal family nor a primordial demon. I am just an ordinary mountain dweller who doesn't even have a name!"

Li Zhaoting gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"

"You believe me?"

"I have no reason not to believe it."

"What do you mean, 'no'? You have plenty of reasons! I am the Southern Tang royal family who wants to overthrow the Song dynasty! I am the primordial demon who wants to break the Heavenly Sword! I am an ambitious and ruthless hero of the martial world! These are all perfect reasons!"

"If that's the case, who exactly are you? Going around in circles like this, do you have a lot of time?"

"Um...do you have a chessboard?"

Wu Ming encountered a bizarre freak for the first time that left him speechless, so he took the initiative to change the subject. Li Zhaoting waved his hand and dismantled the food box, then hastily carved a chess set.

Why not play Go?

"Your technique is terrible, I can't beat you!"

"Are you very good at chess?"

"It's roughly in the top three in the world."

"Why not the best in the world?"

"Because the last move in chess is to pick up the chessboard and smash the opponent's head, the Sweeping Monk is broad-minded and probably wouldn't do that. As for Zhang Zhenren's temper... I can't make a guarantee. And then there's my old man. If the grandfather wants to discipline his grandson, the grandson can only take the punishment!"

"That makes sense, a good opening shot!"

Wu Ming seized the initiative.

"Which opening do you prefer? Cannon, Screen Horse, Immortal's Guide, or revealing the chariot directly? I prefer revealing the chariot. Chess is about fighting fire with fire. If you can take the initiative and attack, don't think about strengthening your defense."

Li Zhaoting casually moved into a screen horse formation, then immediately moved his central pawn forward, preparing to leap his horse upwards.

The opening move, with the pawn advancing rapidly to the center, is an extremely aggressive and ruthless move, instantly filling the board with a sense of impending dominance.

Wu Ming's expression grew increasingly grim. The two were playing an extremely fast-paced game, with only five seconds to think for each move, inevitably leading to numerous blunders.

Li Zhaoting often plays chess against national champions like Feng Suzhen, so he is experienced and has a thorough understanding of chess records.

Wu Ming is far inferior in this regard.

If a hasty attack by the central army fails to break through the defenses, the result will be a complete rout. However, if it successfully breaks through the defenses, it can launch a powerful and sustained offensive.

After playing for twenty or thirty moves, Wu Ming could not withstand Li Zhaoting's offensive and took the initiative to switch from playing chess to discussing martial arts.

The two played a game using the "Chess Warrior" rules.

During the Northern and Southern Dynasties period, there was a peculiar little country where the king loved playing chess. He would make decisions about diplomatic relations with other countries through chess games and trained many chess warriors.

It involves using warriors dressed as chess pieces. Each capture is a duel between warriors. According to the rules, the captured side must give the capturing side three moves. The first three moves must be defensive and not offensive. The final battle is a fight to the death. Whoever wins captures the opponent. It is not only a contest of chess skills, but also the martial arts skills of the chess warriors. It is a very unfair rule.

For example, if Li Zhaoting were a chess warrior, he wouldn't need any strategy; he could simply charge straight ahead, pushing forward and capturing all of the opponent's pieces.

This peculiar country was annexed by an enemy state after only two or three generations. Its only contribution was its great significance in promoting chess, which quickly spread the game to the general public.

Wu Ming and Li Zhaoting played chess in this way, making three moves with each move. After a while, Wu Ming's face turned increasingly pale, almost purple.

Wu Ming suddenly understood what Li Zhaoting meant.

The final move in chess is to pick up the chessboard and smash it on the opponent's head. Li Zhaoting, that bastard, is really infuriating. He has no respect for elders or children whatsoever.

The rules of the chess warrior are meaningless.

Under heaven, no one could successfully regain the offensive momentum after giving Li Zhaoting three moves, not even Zhang Sanfeng. Therefore, every time Li Zhaoting captured a piece, he could capture it according to the rules of the game. When he was captured, he would use the Heart Sword Divine Technique and the Yue Maiden Sword Technique to maneuver. After five or six moves, the two would often become entangled.

After more than a dozen moves, Wu Ming, who was already at a disadvantage, fell further and further behind, losing two major pieces in a row.

"Clap!"

Li Zhaoting made a mistake, and his major pieces were repeatedly captured by Wu Ming. He only had one horse left, but this horse lightly jumped and performed a move called "Single Horse Captures the King".

"Senior, is it fun?"

"Let's talk about the fight!"

With a flick of his wrist, Wu Ming reduced the chessboard to dust.

Li Zhaoting: "I couldn't be happier!"

The two left the prison one after the other and soon arrived at the woods outside the Daxiangguo Temple. This woods had been destroyed by Li Zhaoting and Guan Qi, and the soil had been turned over three or four times. The sword intent still remained, and the sand and stones exuded a chilling sword aura.

Li Zhaoting laughed and said, "Senior! My sword energy remains here, which seems to be quite disadvantageous to you!"

Wu Ming chuckled and said, "You've called me 'senior' so many times, I should naturally defer to you!"

"It's not that you're letting me win, it's that you're stalling me! Asking me to play chess is a way of delaying, asking me to fight is also a way of delaying!"

"At your age, it's best to avoid physical exertion if possible, as it's not good for your health!"

"But you must act!"

"You guessed my origins!"

"Your surname is... Huangfu!" (End of Chapter)