Martial Arts Crossover: My master tricked Huang Rong into becoming my wife!

Chen Yanzhou felt an overwhelming force coming from the sword, his tiger's mouth trembled violently, and he was forced back three steps by the force of the impact, each step leaving a footprint on the slippery stone.

"What incredible strength!"

Chen Yanzhou was shocked; the eagle's strength was even greater than his own!

Before he could even stand firm, the Divine Eagle had already pounced on him.

There were no fancy footwork techniques, just a simple and brutal charge. Its steel-like beak pecked like a sharp sword, and its wings were like two large fans, creating a howling wind.

Chen Yanzhou could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Under the relentless onslaught of the Divine Condor, any exquisite sword techniques became a joke. Chen Yanzhou was forced to abandon all fancy moves and could only use the most primitive and instinctive methods to parry and slash with his heavy sword.

when!when!when!

Beneath the waterfall, a man and an eagle were locked in a fierce battle.

At first, Chen Yanzhou was able to launch a couple of attacks, but he quickly turned to pure defense.

The Xuan Tie Heavy Sword is too heavy.

Each swing requires a huge amount of internal and physical strength, not to mention having to resist the terrifying strength of the Divine Condor.

Ten moves.

Chen Yanzhou's arms became sore and numb, and his movements began to slow down.

Fifteen moves.

Sweat mixed with the spray from the waterfall blurred my vision, and my lungs felt like they were on fire.

Twenty moves.

"clang!"

The eagle flapped one of its wings on the spine of the sword.

Chen Yanzhou finally lost his grip on the sword hilt, and the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword flew out of his hand, embedding itself in the soil beside him. He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his hands trembling uncontrollably, too weak to even lift them.

The internal energy within his body was completely drained, leaving not a single drop.

"Coo coo".

The eagle folded its wings and proudly raised its head.

"I can't go on... I really can't go on..." Chen Yanzhou waved his hands, feeling completely drained.

"Pfft."

A soft laugh came from not far away.

Holding a dog-beating stick and a long sword, Huang Rong stood on a dry rock, looking down at the disheveled Chen Yanzhou with a mocking gaze.

"You've already collapsed?"

She covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes crinkling: "You were bragging so much just now, I thought you could fight for three hundred rounds. But you were disarmed in just twenty moves, tsk tsk tsk, what a disgrace."

Chen Yanzhou wiped the water from his face and said irritably, "If you're so good, why don't you do it yourself? It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one experiencing it. Do you know how heavy this sword is? Do you know how strong Brother Condor is?"

"Tch, excuse."

Huang Rong curled her lip, looking disdainful. "That's because you're stupid, insisting on comparing strength with it. Although this Divine Eagle is incredibly strong, it's still an animal and doesn't know how to adapt. If you use skill, you might be able to win."

"Oh?" Chen Yanzhou raised an eyebrow, got up from the ground, and moved to the side. "From what you're saying, you're absolutely certain of victory?"

"I wouldn't dare say I'll definitely win, but I'll definitely be better at dancing than you, you bear."

Huang Rong gave a light snort, put the Dog-Beating Stick aside, and then, with a flick of her wrist, the Qingguang Sword on her back was drawn with a clang.

The cold light was sharp and the sword aura was menacing.

Huang Rong twirled her sword beautifully, her figure as light as a swallow, her chin slightly raised, looking at the large bird with an air of arrogance.

"Today I'll show you what it means to overcome strength with gentleness!"

After saying that, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her figure shot out like a wisp of gray smoke, the tip of her sword pointing directly at the face of the Condor Heroes.

"Ugly bird! Take this!"

The Divine Eagle raised its bald head, let out two strange cries, and without any hesitation, spread its wings slightly and stood there boldly, waiting for Huang Rong to attack.

Her lightness skill originated from the unique martial arts of Peach Blossom Island, which emphasizes the interplay of illusion and reality, and the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.

She stepped on the Nine Palaces, her figure weaving through the rocks like a butterfly flitting among flowers, and in the blink of an eye, she was close to the Condor Heroes.

With a flick of his azure sword, he created three sword flowers, thrusting straight at the eagle's ribs.

This move, "Falling Petals," is a mix of deception and reality. If it were an ordinary martial arts expert, they would probably have panicked long ago.

But the Divine Eagle didn't even lift its eyelids.

when!

The sword tip pierced the eagle's dusty feathers, producing a crisp metallic clang. Huang Rong felt a numbness in her hand and was horrified. These were not feathers, but clearly iron armor!

If her first attack missed, she didn't try to gain the upper hand. She lightly touched the ground with her toes and her body floated backward like a willow catkin.

call!

Almost simultaneously, the Divine Eagle's hook-like beak swooped down, moving with lightning speed, grazing the hem of Huang Rong's clothes and sending a gust of wind that stung her cheek.

"That was close!"

Huang Rong broke out in a cold sweat, but this only fueled her competitive spirit.

"What's the use of being strong and thick-skinned if you can't hit anything?"

She steadied herself, a sly smile playing on her lips. Since a direct confrontation wouldn't work, she'd just have to wear it down!

In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a scene of "the eagle catching the chicks"... oh no, it's more like "the chicks playing with the eagle" unfolded under the waterfall.

Huang Rong pushed her movement technique to its limit, transforming into a blur of green, swirling around the Divine Condor and occasionally unleashing a sword strike. Although she couldn't break through its defenses, she still managed to annoy the Divine Condor to no end.

Huang Rong narrowly avoided the Divine Eagle's several pounces and sweeps, thanks to her small and agile figure.

"You idiot! Over here!"

Huang Rong dodged a sweeping wing attack from the Divine Condor, landing on a towering rock. She made a face at the Condor, her eyes full of smugness, "Is that all you've got?"

The Divine Eagle paused, its pale golden eyes coldly fixed on her.

Chen Yanzhou, who was not far away, was rubbing his sore arm. He couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this.

This girl has gotten too cocky.

Trying to outsmart this long-lived, hairy beast is like a centenarian hanging himself – tired of living.

Sure enough, just when Huang Rong thought the Condor Heroes couldn't do anything to her and was preparing to use her lightness skill to leap behind it and launch a sneak attack, the Condor Heroes, which had been standing still without moving much, suddenly moved.

It did not peck with its beak as before, nor did it sweep its wings.

Instead, it suddenly spread its wings, and its huge body, as large as a small mountain, crashed into Huang Rong, who was still in mid-air, without any fancy moves!

At the same time, it flapped its wings suddenly.

call--!!!

A visible, violent gust of wind suddenly appeared, whipping up pebbles and withered branches from the ground, forming an invisible wall of wind that slammed down on Huang Rong in mid-air.

Huang Rong was in mid-air, her old strength exhausted and her new strength yet to be generated, leaving her with no way to avoid it.

She had calculated her landing point, but the sudden gust of wind swept her away, causing her to lose her balance and spin in the air like a kite with a broken string.

"Oh no!"

Huang Rong's expression changed drastically. Before she could adjust her posture, the huge wing, with overwhelming force, arrived in front of her like swatting a fly.

*Thud!* A muffled sound.

It is neither elegant nor lively.

"ah--!"

With a short exclamation, Huang Rong drew a graceful parabola in the air, flew over the pile of rocks, and flew straight towards the cold pool not far away.

Pfft!

Water splashed everywhere, rising three zhang high.

The once calm, cold pool was instantly shattered as that petite figure plunged directly into the deep green water, sinking without even a ripple.

"Coo coo".

The Divine Eagle folded its wings, as if it had done something insignificant, and even shrugged in a human-like manner. It turned its head to look at Chen Yanzhou, as if to say: Is that all?

Chen Yanzhou was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

Ignoring the pain in his arm, he ran a few steps to the edge of the cold pool, squatted on a large rock, and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"Serves you right for being so cocky! Now you're soaked to the bone, aren't you?"

Splash! The water broke open.

Huang Rong emerged from the water in a disheveled state.

She wiped the water off her face, panting heavily. Her hair was wet and clung to her face. Her filthy little beggar's clothes were now soaked with water and hung heavily on her body.

The water in the cold pool was bone-chilling, so cold that her lips turned purple and her whole body shivered.