Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

He looked at Lin Xuan with a sincere attitude: "Young Master Lin, and this young lady. Today's matter concerns the century-old reputation of our Quanzhen Sect. We hope that you two can stay at our Quanzhen Sect for a few days to help us investigate this matter and find the real culprit behind it."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and said, "I am deeply grateful for the Daoist's kind invitation."

He then spoke in a tactful tone, but his refusal was clear: "It's just that Lin Xuan is naturally carefree, and besides, he has important matters to attend to urgently, so it's really difficult for him to stay in Zhongnan Mountain for long."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji's expression darkened. He wanted to take this opportunity to test Lin Xuan's abilities.

He spoke directly, "Since Young Master Lin is unwilling to stay any longer, how about we have a friendly spar? If Young Master Lin can defeat me, I will not force you to stay and will allow you to leave. If Young Master Lin loses, you can stay at my Quanzhen Sect for a few more days to help us investigate the traitor. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other Taoist priests all changed.

"Master Qiu's invitation is so kind, how could Lin Xuan dare to refuse?" Lin Xuan laughed heartily.

Qiu Chuji's eyes lit up. He casually drew his long sword from his waist, the blade gleaming coldly in the dim candlelight. He raised his sword, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said loudly:

"Please, Young Master Lin!"

Lin Xuan chuckled lightly and assumed a casual starting stance. He gathered all his innate true energy into his dantian, relying solely on his exquisite techniques and profound understanding of martial arts to cope with the situation.

Seeing that Lin Xuan was unarmed and unwilling to take advantage, Qiu Chuji did not use his full strength, but he still wielded his long sword with great force, his sword energy crisscrossing.

He moved slightly, and the tip of his sword pierced straight at Lin Xuan's face. The sword's momentum was like a rainbow, faster than lightning.

Lin Xuan remained still, merely tilting his head slightly to dodge the sword strike. His movements appeared casual, yet were incredibly precise, as fluid and effortless as a fish swimming in clear water.

With a gentle lift of his left hand, he skillfully deflected Qiu Chuji's longsword with minimal effort.

"Buzz!"

The longsword emitted a slight tremor, and the sword strike deviated from its original trajectory. Qiu Chuji felt a sudden lightness in his hand; the sword's momentum had been effortlessly neutralized by his opponent. Startled, he immediately changed his move.

After another dozen or so exchanges, Lin Xuan easily dealt with his opponent's swordsmanship.

Suddenly, Qiu Chuji's long sword moved like a venomous snake, striking Lin Xuan's wrist with a backhand motion.

Lin Xuan's footwork was light and agile, as if he were walking on snow without leaving a trace, instantly creating a half-step distance between them. He reached out with his right hand, seemingly slowly but actually incredibly fast, accurately seizing the acupoint on Qiu Chuji's wrist.

This move wasn't executed with full force; it was just a light tap followed by a push.

Qiu Chuji felt a numbness in his wrist, and his longsword almost slipped from his hand. He forced himself to steady himself, knowing that his opponent's martial arts were far superior to his own and that he had already held back.

He shook his hand, sheathed his longsword, took a step back, and his face showed astonishment:

"Young Master Lin's martial arts skills are so high! I, Qiu, have lost!"

In just a few moves! From the moment Qiu Chuji drew his sword to the moment he voluntarily conceded defeat, the entire process took no more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Lin Xuan easily defeated Qiu Chuji by relying solely on his exquisite use of strength and understanding of the moves.

Lin Xuan withdrew his hand: "Master Qiu, you are too kind."

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen stared in disbelief, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable. They looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Lin Xuan looked at them speechlessly, a playful smile curling at the corner of his lips:

"How about this, today Lin Xuan will humbly ask you Taoist masters for some guidance."

He glanced around, his gaze confident and sharp:

"I have long heard that the Quanzhen Sect's Heavenly Dipper Formation is a peerless martial art with boundless power. Why don't the seven Daoists come at me together and let me see it for myself? What do you say?"

These words were followed by an immediate and deathly silence.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Breaking the Heavenly Dipper Formation

Upon hearing Lin Xuan's words, the expressions of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen all changed drastically.

How arrogant Lin Xuan was! They even thought they had misheard!

Wang Chuyi, with his fiery temperament, was taken aback by Lin Xuan's words, then his anger surged, his longsword trembled, and he shouted:

"Young Master Lin! Although you are highly skilled in martial arts, your words are far too arrogant! The Heavenly Dipper Formation is the most treasured artifact of our Quanzhen Sect. How dare you, with your own strength, underestimate it!"

Qiu Chuji also frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Young Master Lin, the Big Dipper Formation is no ordinary formation. Once it is set up, it will affect the whole body if one thing is done, and you will either die or be seriously injured. Do not risk your life."

Huo Qingtong, standing to the side, was also surprised by Lin Xuan's boastful words, but she had a natural trust in him. Since Lin Xuan dared to say such things, he must have something to be confident about.

Lin Xuan remained calm and composed, a gentle smile on his face:

"Whether I am arrogant or not, you will know once you try. Please do not hesitate to use your skills. I will not hold back, but I will also make sure to stop when I have made a move and will not harm you in the slightest."

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen exchanged glances, each with their own thoughts.

They were both enraged by Lin Xuan's arrogant words and awestruck by the immense strength he had displayed. They also wanted to take this opportunity to explore the limits of Lin Xuan's abilities and to see just how far he had progressed.

Qiu Chuji pondered for a moment, then finally spoke slowly:

"Since Young Master Lin has such an interest, we will certainly keep him company."

He cautioned, "However, once the Big Dipper Formation is activated, the seven of them will be able to attack and defend simultaneously, leaving no way out. If Young Master Lin wishes to challenge it, please be fully prepared."

Lin Xuan's smile deepened: "Thank you for your kindness, Daoist!"

As night deepened, the flickering candlelight swayed within the ancient temple.

Huo Qingtong stood by the temple gate, gazing at Lin Xuan's retreating figure, her heart filled with turmoil.

She had only known Lin Xuan for a short time, but the warmth of being embraced by him just now, and his arrogance in front of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, captivated her.

She felt that Lin Xuan possessed a kind of magic that made it difficult for her to look away.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen exchanged no more words, and quickly formed a battle formation.

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Tan Chuduan, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, Sun Bu'er, and Liu Chuxuan moved slowly according to the positions of the Seven Stars of the Heavenly Gang.

Their steps seem simple, but in fact they contain profound secrets. Each step is taken in a specific direction, and their energy is connected to each other, forming a subtle whole.

Their inner strength began to flow quietly, building an invisible bridge between the seven of them. Their aura gradually solidified, like a majestic mountain, and pressure quietly enveloped the entire ancient temple.

"Charge!"

Ma Yu gave a deep shout and made the first move.

Seven different yet interconnected internal energies surged like the tide. The seven men used fists, feet, swords, and palms together. Each move seemed ordinary, but when combined, they became an unstoppable torrent, attacking Lin Xuan in the formation.

Their coordination was seamless, without any hesitation, as if it were all done by one person.

Lin Xuan remained standing still until the first wave of attacks approached, at which point he stood up.

He moved like the wind, sometimes darting like a swallow to avoid punches and palm strikes; sometimes drifting like willow catkins to easily deflect sword energy and blade light.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen's formation attacks were fierce and unpredictable, but Lin Xuan always managed to dodge them by the slightest margin or neutralize them with skillful force.

His footwork was so light and agile that even in the cramped temple, the seven men could barely touch him, as if trying to catch a shadow.

Dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye, and the Seven Masters of Quanzhen grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

Despite being surrounded by their Big Dipper Formation, Lin Xuan remained completely at ease, without even making a sound of panting, as if he were strolling leisurely.

Even with the combined efforts of the seven, they couldn't even touch the hem of Lin Xuan's clothes.

"We can't afford to waste any more time!" Qiu Chuji thought anxiously.

Lin Xuan's composure made them feel uneasy. He secretly channeled his inner strength, raising his attack to another level.

The seven men's attacks became even more ferocious, their palm strikes like blades and their sword energy like rainbows, enveloping Lin Xuan relentlessly. They unleashed their years of cultivated Quanzhen internal energy into the formation without reservation, attempting to suppress this excessively young opponent with absolute power and speed.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The flow of his innate true qi accelerated, and a pure and vast energy, like a sleeping dragon awakening, surged through his meridians!

That true energy was formless and intangible, yet it exuded a chilling pressure.

Lin Xuan stopped dodging and raised his hand, gently striking out with his palm.

"boom!"

The seemingly casual palm strike carried an immense force.

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and the other six felt an overwhelming and unstoppable force surging through the formation and crashing into their internal energy barriers!

Their bodies jolted violently, and the connection of the formation momentarily became slightly disordered.

The seven figures simultaneously took half a step back, as if they had collided with a suddenly appearing mountain and were forced back.

"What kind of internal energy is this?!" Sun Bu'er exclaimed in shock, his face turning pale.

"Pure Yang energy is extremely strong, yet it encompasses all things. This...this true energy..." Tan Chuduan also felt incredible.

Lin Xuan's offensive did not stop there. He swayed slightly, moving through the formation like a dragon.

Every move he made carried with him that pure and powerful innate true energy. He didn't use any fancy moves, just the simplest chop, palm strike, fist, and finger strikes, yet he kept the Seven Masters of Quanzhen running for their lives.

The innate true energy was like oil being poured into a raging fire, forcing the seven people to dodge repeatedly. Every time they received a move from Lin Xuan, their internal energy surged, their blood churned, and their internal organs felt as if they were being squeezed by an invisible hand.

"This...this internal force...innate true energy!"

Qiu Chuji's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed with disbelief. He exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement, shock, and a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

Lin Xuan smiled upon hearing this, neither confirming nor denying, but continued to suppress the seven people with his innate true energy. He knew that the Seven Masters of Quanzhen had already seen through the situation.

Seeing that Lin Xuan's innate true energy was becoming increasingly pure and his attacks increasingly fierce, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but ask again, his voice trembling:

"Young Master Lin! You...you've learned my master's Innate Skill!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other six men all changed drastically!

The Innate Skill is the supreme martial art of the Quanzhen School, the martial art that made Wang Chongyang look down on the world.

However, this martial arts technique has extremely high requirements for the martial arts talent of practitioners. When Wang Chongyang was alive, he only passed it on to a handful of people, and none of them fully grasped its essence, let alone taught it to these seven disciples whose talent was still shallow. None of the seven of them received the Innate Skill personally taught by Wang Chongyang.

In their minds, the Innate Skill is a legend, a miracle that exists only in ancient books and by their master.

And now, this boy, who is not even twenty years old, is actually able to unleash innate true energy?

This completely overturned their understanding!

Lin Xuan's figure moved swiftly within the formation. Upon hearing Qiu Chuji's question, the corners of his mouth turned up:

"Yes, I just learned it recently, please forgive my ignorance, fellow Daoists."

The tone was so relaxed, as if he were saying, "I just learned how to peel an apple."

Upon hearing this, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen were instantly dumbfounded!

Lin Xuan had no time to pay attention to their shock.

His five senses, enhanced by the Yin-Yang Supplementing Technique, combined with the dozens of moves he had just exchanged, allowed him to take in every detail of the Big Dipper Formation.

He could sense the subtle flow of internal energy among the seven people and see the delicate distortion of light within the formation as it was drawn in.

In his eyes, this originally flawless formation was now riddled with loopholes.

He noticed that during the handover between Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er, there was an extremely brief and imperceptible gap in the internal force of the formation.

Even the Seven Masters of Quanzhen themselves did not notice this gap; it was an extremely subtle delay that occurred during the instantaneous exchange of their minds.

If it were an ordinary expert, they would have no chance of capturing it.

But Lin Xuan can.

He suddenly shifted his stance, shooting towards the gap like an arrow. In a flash, his right hand shot out with lightning speed, using pure innate true energy to precisely strike Liu Chuxuan's "Jianzhen" acupoint on his right shoulder.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Liu Chuxuan felt a numbness in his right shoulder, and his body instantly stiffened. His internal energy surged, but it seemed to be blocked by something, unable to flow smoothly.

The formation shattered instantly!

The essence of the Big Dipper Formation lies in the perfect linkage of the seven members' internal energies, making them function as a unified whole. Liu Chuxuan's weakness in this aspect instantly disrupted the balance.

The seven interconnected internal forces, like kites with broken strings, darted wildly within the seven people's bodies.

"Ouch!"

"puff!"

Caught off guard, Hao Datong and Liu Chuxuan felt a tightness in their chests. The others were also affected by the backlash of the formation, their internal energy flowing in reverse, their faces turning pale, and their bodies retreating repeatedly, unable to maintain their footing.

Just one move! Just one pressure point technique!

The Big Dipper Formation was so easily dismantled by Lin Xuan!

The seven people stumbled back, panting heavily, their faces filled with the shock of surviving a close call. Their gazes towards Lin Xuan had shifted from astonishment to awe, as if they had seen a demon!

Lin Xuan withdrew his hand, smiled, and cupped his hands in greeting: