Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

boom--!!!

In an instant, Zhu Wushi's aura exploded, like a raging torrent sweeping across all directions, causing the world to change color!

That oppressive aura was as deep as the ocean, crushing down in an instant and suppressing Yu Lianzhou's momentum!

But Yu Lianzhou was not afraid at all. Instead, his eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit that reached its peak!

"Great! That's more like it!"

With a roar, he leaped into the air, his palm like a blazing sun, carrying the force to scorch the heavens and boil the seas, and slammed down on Zhu Wushi's head!

The Great Sun Burning Heaven Palm - come out!

The blazing palm wind tore through the air, as if even the void itself would turn to ashes!

Faced with this devastating attack, Zhu Wushi neither dodged nor evaded.

How could a grandmaster yield even half a step to a mere grandmaster?

boom!!!

He thrust out a palm strike, the technique profound and unpredictable, his inner strength vast and boundless, surging like a storm!

The two palm strikes collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar!

boom--! ! !

The air surged skyward, and dust exploded!

Yu Lianzhou retreated seven steps, the blue bricks beneath his feet shattering inch by inch.

Zhu ignored it, standing still, his robes unmoved.

The outcome was clear – in this hard-fought battle, Yu Lianzhou suffered a complete defeat!

But instead of giving up, he laughed heartily:

"Haha! You call yourself a grandmaster? You're nothing special! Let's go again!"

Before the laughter had even subsided, he leaped up again, his fists and palms flashing like lightning, launching another attack!

Zhu Wushi's eyes turned cold, and he let out a cold snort:

"You're courting death! I originally didn't want to take your life out of respect for Master Zhang, but since you've chosen your own fate—"

"I will grant your wish!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes; Zhu Wushi had finally gotten serious!

The two exchanged several blows in an instant, their fists and palms clashing like rain, their energy scattering and capable of shattering wood and breaking rocks!

"This person... actually possesses such strength?"

Zhu Wushi felt a slight tremor in his heart.

He had already used seventy percent of his strength, yet he still couldn't win quickly!

Yu Lianzhou's combat prowess far surpasses that of ordinary grandmasters; he is truly a prodigy!

Little did he know that Yu Lianzhou's internal energy cultivation, footwork, and martial arts were all created by Lin Daochen, each a top-tier skill, like wearing divine armor to fight on the battlefield, making his combat power far surpass that of his peers!

On the other side, Yu Lianzhou fought with increasing ferocity. Supported by the continuous internal energy of Hunyuan Taiji Gong, he stepped on the Cloud Step and performed Hunyuan Taiji Fist with thunderous attacks and mountain-like defense!

"Iron-Blooded Marquis, you're nothing special!" He laughed loudly, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky!

Zhu Wushi narrowed his eyes coldly: "Hmph! Does he really think he can defy the heavens?"

boom!!!

His momentum surged once more, and this time—he used all his strength!

The gap in their levels of understanding became apparent in an instant!

Yu Lianzhou felt immense pressure, every move he made was suppressed, and he retreated step by step, facing constant danger!

"Master Song... can you really do it?"

Emperor Zhengde gazed at Zhu Wushi, who stood on the battlefield like a god or demon descended to earth, his voice trembling slightly.

This was the first time he had witnessed the power of a Grandmaster, and he was utterly shaken and filled with overwhelming fear.

Song Yuanqiao remained calm and smiled serenely.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, there will be no mishap."

Emperor Zhengde remained silent, muttering to himself:

"I hope... what you're saying is true."

Right now, the only thing he could believe was Song Yuanqiao's words.

Just as the two finished speaking—

The situation on the battlefield has suddenly changed!

boom--! ! !

Yu Lianzhou was struck in the chest by a heavy punch, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust!

Before Song Yuanqiao and the others could rush to their rescue—

Zhu ignored the fact that Zhu had clenched his five fingers and captured the target from a distance!

Absorption Technique—Awaken!

A terrifying suction force instantly enveloped Yu Lianzhou's entire body, frantically drawing away his internal energy, threatening to rupture his meridians!

"town!!!"

Yu Lianzhou's pupils constricted sharply; at the critical moment of life and death, he suddenly unleashed the Hunyuan Taiji Gong!

A black and white Tai Chi diagram instantly appeared outside the body, rotating like a wheel, forcefully isolating the devouring power from the outside!

"Huh? What kind of attack method is this?!"

Zhu was moved for the first time.

He had roamed the martial arts world for many years and his Absorption Technique had never failed him, but today he was being confronted head-on.

At that very moment, Song Yuanqiao and the others arrived, unleashing their Hunyuan Taiji Gong to break the deadlock together!

Zhu Wushi's suction force was forcibly interrupted!

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over us with a chilling intensity:

"What? You want to gang up on them? You should have done that a long time ago."

"However, I can tell you in advance—even if you join forces, the outcome will be exactly the same. Ants, no matter how many, are still ants."

"I told you to leave before, but you wouldn't. So today, you won't be leaving."

Zhu Wushi did not make a move immediately. He merely glanced at Song Yuanqiao and the others indifferently, his tone as cold as frost, displaying the domineering demeanor of a grandmaster.

"Hmph! What are you so smug about? If we were at the same level, taking you down would be a piece of cake!"

Yu Lianzhou wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, slowly stood up, and stared coldly at Zhu Wushi.

He wasn't just being arrogant; he was genuinely confident – ​​the battle he just fought, though a defeat, was still honorable and allowed him to see his opponent's true strength.

"If that's the case, then why haven't you reached the Grandmaster level yet? Is it because you're unwilling? Or... unable?" Zhu Wushi chuckled, his voice full of sarcasm.

He never felt there was anything wrong with using his superior rank to suppress others; being able to stand at a higher level was proof of his strength.

"Second Junior Brother, you may leave. There's no need to waste your breath on him."

Song Yuanqiao raised his hand in a gesture of greeting, his expression calm and composed.

Seeing this, Zhu Wushi raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Not joining forces? Planning to fight alone?"

"Exactly."

Song Yuanqiao spoke calmly, but showed no sign of backing down.

Zhu Wushi chuckled, "As far as I know, although you are the senior disciple of Wudang, your martial arts are inferior to that of Yu Erxia, who just used his mobile phone. Even he was defeated, so what can you do to me?"

"The Marquis is right." Song Yuanqiao nodded frankly. "In terms of martial arts, I am indeed inferior to my second junior brother, let alone comparable to the Marquis. But—I can kill you."

The sound was not loud, but it was like an iron nail driven into wood, resounding and clear.

"What gives you the right to shout?" Zhu Wushi's eyes turned cold.

Song Yuanqiao said no more, but gently unfolded a talisman in his hand, revealing the dragon and snake patterns and the flickering lightning on it.

"This talisman was bestowed upon me by my senior master. He personally said that this talisman could slay a Grandmaster."

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Wushi laughed loudly, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

"You mean, with just this little talisman, you can kill me? Hahaha... This is utterly ridiculous! Master Song, have you gone mad with your cultivation? Do you think your grandmaster is a god? That you can take my life with just a talisman? How laughable! How pathetic! I think your Wudang practitioners have gone mad from cultivating Taoism. Do you really think you can fly through the clouds?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, surveying the surroundings with arrogance: "Come on, I'm standing right here. I'll see how you try to burn me to death with this piece of paper!"

Song Yuanqiao remained silent for a moment, then spoke in a low voice: "Divine Marquis, perhaps... you should make the first move. Once I activate this talisman, you may never have the chance to unleash your life's martial arts and die with dignity."

He was a kind man, willing to give a grandmaster the final dignity even when facing a mortal enemy.

"Hmph! No need for pretense!" Zhu Wushi sneered. "Go ahead and attack! I want to see just how much trouble this talisman can cause!"

"Since that's the case..." Song Yuanqiao sighed softly, "then please accept the challenge, Divine Marquis."

Before he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers together and crushed the talisman.

boom--!!!

Snap!

In an instant, a rift opened in the sky, and a thunder dragon as thick as a water bucket tore through the heavens, carrying a world-destroying force, and plunged straight down, locking onto Zhu Wushi!

So fast that even a thought can't keep up!

"Danger!"

Before the thunder even arrived, a warning bell rang in Zhu Wushi's mind—it was the instinct of a grandmaster on the brink of life and death!

He knew that if he couldn't withstand this attack, he would surely die!

My first reaction was to dodge, but as soon as I moved my feet, the lightning bolt shifted and followed me like a shadow, locking onto me tightly!

"There's no escaping it!"

His expression changed drastically, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"If you can't dodge it, then—take it head-on!"

Zhu Wushi roared, clenching his teeth, and frantically gathered all his life's power into his fist!

This punch was the ultimate strike of his martial arts peak! It was the strongest outburst forced out by life and death!

But when faced with the lightning strike that came crashing down from the heavens, this punch was as fragile as a sheet of paper.

Boom! ...

The thunderous force crushed the fist's power, shattered the protective aura, and struck the body with unstoppable momentum!

boom! ! !

With a muffled thud, Zhu Wushi was slammed into the ground, charred black, his skin torn and flesh torn, and he was lifeless, dying on the spot!

The palace square fell into a deathly silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stood frozen in place, their pupils dilated, their minds blank.

A grandmaster... just like that... died?

What kind of operation is this? It's outrageous!

Apart from the Wudang people, everyone present was shocked, and all eyes fell on Song Yuanqiao as if they had seen a ghost.

"Master Uncle's talisman... is too ruthless!"

Yu Lianzhou and the others stared at the direction where the lightning dissipated, their hearts pounding.

Song Yuanqiao had mentioned before that the talismans bestowed by Lin Daochen were incredibly powerful, but they never expected them to be this strong.

A single, fatal blow, instantly killing a Grandmaster—it's simply defying the heavens!

Even Song Yuanqiao himself was stunned.

This complete Nine Heavens Thunder Killing Talisman is more than ten times stronger than the incomplete version he had seen before.

"Just how strong must my senior uncle be now?"

Yu Lianzhou and the others reacted instantly.

If a single talisman can slay a Grandmaster, then what kind of being is the one who drew the talisman... Lin Daochen himself?

A thought even popped into their minds: if their master Zhang Sanfeng had not yet reached the realm of a terrestrial immortal, the true number one person in Wudang today would probably be none other than the reclusive Master Daochen!

"Hahaha! Good! Zhu Wushi, that traitor, has been executed; the situation is settled!"

Emperor Zhengde snapped out of his shock and was so excited he almost jumped up.

With the leader dead, what trouble can the remaining rabble cause?

"Guards! Suppress these rebels for me!"

At a single command, the palace guards and agents of the Eastern Depot immediately pounced.

"Your Majesty, spare our lives! We are willing to surrender!"

Zhu ignored his men as they knelt and kowtowed, trembling like leaves.

That lightning bolt just now completely terrified them.

Even a Grandmaster couldn't withstand a single blow, so what are they? Surrender or die!

The situation was quickly brought under control.

"Thanks to Hero Song for suppressing Zhu Wushi and saving me from danger, I will forever remember this kindness and virtue, and will surely repay it handsomely!"

Emperor Zhengde walked up to Song Yuanqiao, his tone extremely sincere.

He made up his mind that he must forge a close relationship with Wudang in the future.

Firstly, Wudang helped him stabilize his throne today; secondly, and more importantly, Song Yuanqiao's methods just now made him both grateful and wary.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said calmly:

"The one who killed Zhu Wushi was not me, but my senior master Dao Chen Zhenren. That divine talisman was given to me by my senior master, and I was merely passing it on on his behalf."

"If Your Majesty wishes to express gratitude, you should thank my senior master."

Emperor Zhengde knew perfectly well what was going on.

His words just now were merely polite formalities.

The one who truly turned the tide was never the hero Song before us, but Lin Daochen, who was far away in Wudang Mountain and had never shown his face—he was the one who truly possessed extraordinary abilities.