Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 151 Killing Boss Wen, the Ultimate Killing Move Passed Down by Duke Lu Ding

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Li Zhaoting pointed out with his left index and middle fingers, and a piercing sword light shot towards Boss Wen's chest. His right hand moved in a circular motion, forming a heavy sword net that bound Wuhak.

A sharp crackling sound came from his waist, and the Purple Star Soft Sword sprang out from his waist, landing in his palm. A purple-red sword light burst out and slashed back at Boss Wen.

Wen Laoda is a real "villain".

Ruthless and unscrupulous, willing to sell out everything for profit, anyone who dares to block their way will be killed without mercy.

He would kill his mother, brother, nephew, wife, people, and even ghosts; there was nothing he wouldn't dare to do as long as it brought him profit.

He is patient, calculating, ruthless when necessary, and patient when necessary. Everyone around him is a pawn, and everyone can be used.

If it weren't for his humble origins and early association with the Manchu's Sticky Rod Office, with Wen Laoda's cunning and forbearance, he would have long since become a powerful figure, perhaps even on par with the Eagle Sect and the Blood Moon Sect. The Chess Immortal Sect would not have been an asset, but rather a hindrance, and should have been completely destroyed long ago.

Destroy the Chess Immortal Sect, destroy the Wen family, and let all grudges turn into ruins in the flames. Establish a family business in another state, and in five years you can accumulate a family fortune far exceeding that of the Chess Immortal Sect. In ten years you can dominate a region. Even if you don't become a Six and a Half Hall, you will still be a major underworld figure.

Wen Jiabao definitely has that ability.

Boss Wen is despicable, shameless, and vicious enough to thrive in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.

"Xia Xueyi, you good-for-nothing."

Ten years ago, I killed your whole family and took the woman you loved most as my wife. You ran away with your tail between your legs.

Ten years later, I'm living a carefree and happy life, while you're down on your luck like a stray dog. Your woman is my wife, serving me day and night. What can you possibly do?

Hand over the Golden Serpent Sword, and I'll spare your life!

Otherwise, you'll all die!

Dark blue lines appeared between Wen Laoda's eyebrows.

His madness wasn't entirely an act.

He practiced several Shaolin skills, even the most masculine ones that suited him best, but he spent his days surrounded by bloodshed and killing, and over time, a violent streak seeped into his mind.

Having killed too many people, harboring too much murderous intent, and exuding too much malevolent aura, he not only failed to restrain himself but became increasingly extreme.

In Wen Laoda's hands, these Shaolin skills were no longer the boundless Zen Buddhist arts, but rather weapons of slaughter for those who abandoned Buddhism and turned to demonic ways. Every move was ferocious, and his fists were like battering rams, constantly pounding towards Li Zhaoting.

Suddenly.

Boss Wen loosened his fists and clenched them into dragon claws.

Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.

Two dragon claws, like dragons soaring through the heavens, fiercely grabbed at Li Zhaoting's vital chest and abdomen. Every move was a powerful attack. His body transformed into an earth dragon, and within a radius of seven or eight zhang, there were dragon shadows. The dragon claws soared into the air, displaying an arrogant and domineering posture.

Catching the wind, grasping at shadows, playing the zither, playing the se, embracing the remnants, guarding the deficiencies, criticizing the arrogance, striking at the emptiness, eight consecutive techniques.

The eight deadly moves were executed in one go, and even Uhak was surprised by Wen Laoda's martial arts skills. From the moment Wen Laoda launched his sneak attack to the eight consecutive powerful attacks, it only took a dozen seconds. If he hadn't wanted to insult Xia Xueyi, it probably would have only taken three or four seconds.

Even someone as powerful as Uhak was unable to intervene under these circumstances and could only conserve his strength and wait for an opportunity.

The Dragon Claw Hand technique has been modified and perfected by hundreds of monks across dozens of generations of disciples in the Disciplinary Hall. It has also been honed through sparring and exchanges with master monks from Shaolin throughout history, resulting in a flawless set of moves.

There is no martial art in the world that guarantees victory, but the moves of the Dragon Claw Hand can be called an "unbreakable ultimate move".

Especially the "Embrace the Remnant" and "Guard the Deficiency" moves, these two moves are the last two moves of the Dragon Claw Hand. They look like a desperate, wild punch, with flaws all over the body. In fact, every flaw hides an extremely fierce killing move. The Dragon Claw Hand is originally a fierce and powerful style, but when it comes to the last two moves, the fierceness is actually concealed with a soft and hidden strength.

Judging from the last two moves alone, he has already reached the realm of returning to simplicity and consummate skill. With Boss Wen's expertise in external martial arts, he is more than capable of creating a golden seal.

If you can't break through it, why bother countering each move?

Li Zhaoting clasped his hands together, his fingers touching, his middle finger wrapped around his index finger, pressing them flat, while his thumb, ring finger, and little finger were raised and joined together.

This is the "Outer Lion Seal," signifying bravery and decisiveness. When faced with difficulties, it evokes a resolute fighting spirit, inspiring one to fight with boundless strength and courage.

Li Zhaoting's internal energy split into two streams, which gathered in his arms. His arms swung like wings, and his ten fingers spread slightly apart, like ten sharp swords, transforming into countless crystal white lights that shot out ten scorching sword beams.

Tathagata's Divine Light - Golden-Topped Buddha Lamp!

The sword's edge bent inward, swept, and twisted, forming a crystal Buddha lamp, with flames soaring into the sky.

With his poor lightness skill, how could Boss Wen dodge? He could only exert all his strength to activate his protective divine power and use the Thirteen Taibao Iron Bell Cover to withstand the attack. The sword light hissed and tore Boss Wen's clothes into tattered pieces.

When the fire subsided, he was left with only a pair of Hulk-style shorts and a vest.

Black silk robe!
When Boss Wen was out doing business, he encountered an arrogant old Taoist priest. The two got into a fight after a disagreement. Boss Wen punched the old Taoist priest in the chest, breaking his sword. He thought he could kill the old Taoist priest, but the old Taoist priest used the force to retreat and run away. Boss Wen chased him for three days and finally killed the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest wore a black silk robe that was impervious to swords and spears and could reflect internal energy. The old Taoist priest was thin and small, while Wen Laoda was tall and strong. At most, it could only be used as a bellyband.

Fortunately, the black silk robe wasn't a vest; it was actually two pieces, front and back, fastened with buttons under the armpits. Boss Wen had threaded gold thread between the buttons, so it could be worn with difficulty.

Wen Laoda dodged the killing move with the help of his black silk robe, took a few steps back and guided his qi back to its source. Wuhak swung his sword and thrust it out. Seven swords flew into the air and shot towards Li Zhaoting's lower abdomen.

Just then, a whisper came from behind Wen.

Looking closely, it became clear that the battle between Lan Fenghuang and Xia Xueyi had ended sometime earlier. It wasn't that the battle was truly over, but rather that Xia Xueyi, seeing Boss Wen, wanted revenge. She flung away the Golden Snake Sword and flew towards Boss Wen.

Blue Phoenix naturally wouldn't stop her. She reached out and caught the Golden Snake Sword, then sat on a stone beam in the distance to watch the battle.

The situation changed again.

Wen Laoda was held back by Xia Xueyi.

Uhak faced Li Zhaoting directly, wanting to retreat but finding no way out. He gritted his teeth and roared, "You're all fools! Xia Xueyi is a fool, and all of you are fools! You've all wasted the Golden Serpent Sword!"

Li Zhaoting laughed and said, "It won't be a waste. The Golden Snake Sword is a betrothal gift to me. As long as I marry Lan Fenghuang, even ten Golden Snake Swords are nothing!"

"Li Zhaoting, you are not a swordsman!"

"The Purple Rose Soft Sword acknowledges my sword heart."

"Don't you want to know the secret of the Golden Snake Sword?"

"I don't need it!"

"Blue Phoenix will need it."

"If even the Five Poisons Sect Leader doesn't know the secret of the Golden Serpent Sword, then the secret is practically nonexistent. Since there's no secret, why should I waste my brainpower on it?" "I see, I see! So this is your sword heart? I've learned my lesson. Take this!"

Uhak spread his hands, seven swords neatly arranged around him: "Li Zhaoting, this is the strongest move I have painstakingly cultivated all my life. If you have the ability, take it!"

Li Zhaoting bent his hands towards his palms, interlaced his finger joints, brought his thumbs together, hooked his middle fingers back, and wrapped them around his index fingers to form the "Great Vajra Wheel Mudra".

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the weather changed color.

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, sword beams, forming dots, arcs, networks, and patches, seemed like drifting clouds, suddenly filling every inch of the surrounding space.

Li Zhaoting let out a burst of wild laughter, his arms outstretched in the air. A strange and elegant chant drifted down from the clouds, and behind him gathered a dazzling Buddhist light.

"brush!"

Li Zhaoting raised his index and middle fingers.

Swastika-shaped Buddhist symbols bloom from fingertips.

As Li Zhaoting raised his finger, the ground trembled painfully, as if a dragon lurking in the abyss had turned over and soared into the sky.

Unable to withstand the pressure any longer, Uhak swung his palms at Li Zhaoting, sending seven flying swords flying towards him in a row. His face turned ashen.

Seven swords fly together!

Li Zhaoting pointed his index finger at the ground.

The Buddha's divine light moves mountains and rivers!

Dark clouds swept across the sky, and a fierce wind howled. Rays of Buddhist light ripped through the heavens, and the chanting of Buddhist hymns was magnificent and resounding. A sudden whirlwind rose from the ground, and an angry dragon lurking underground burst forth from the earth. With a deafening roar, the flying sword shattered inch by inch.

Uhak's expensively crafted flying swords were like paper in front of Li Zhaoting's Tathagata Divine Light. The seven flying swords shattered one after another, but they could not slow down the speed of the Tathagata Divine Light in the slightest. With a soft "plop", the sword light pierced through Uhak's chest and abdomen, leaving a large hole.

"Excellent... excellent swordsmanship... The true secret of the Golden Serpent Sword is its ability to scatter... scatter into nine flying swords!"

Before he could finish speaking, Uhak's corpse fell to the ground.

On the other side, the battle between Xia Xueyi and Boss Wen reached a fever pitch. The two were sworn enemies, and their attacks were all deadly, without any attempt to test each other.

Xia Xueyi pushed her signature moves, such as the Golden Snake Swimming Palm and the Golden Snake Cone, to their limits, employing unorthodox tactics, swaying left and right around Boss Wen, and aiming her attacks at his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

Boss Wen relied on his external martial arts training to attack without defending, using heavy punches and kicks to smash stones and shatter monuments. The Shaolin skills he bought on the black market were mostly external, masculine martial arts, lacking top-tier skills like the Great Vajra Fist, but they were most suitable for Boss Wen.

Even if you gave Boss Wen a copy of "The Prajna Palm," even if he studied it diligently for a hundred years, he still wouldn't be able to grasp the meaning of "seemingly empty yet not empty," let alone achieve complete emptiness.

Most importantly, the external martial arts techniques effectively reduce the risk of going into qi deviation, making them much luckier than Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo. If Boss Wen had focused on practicing martial arts and had not engaged in arson, murder, or looting, he would most likely not have gone into qi deviation.

The matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more.

There are no assumptions in the world.

With Li Zhaoting's involvement, all the conspiracies and schemes became futile. Boss Wen pretended to be crazy and weak to show the enemy, but in the end, a life-or-death struggle was still necessary.

The two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant.

Xia Xueyi had two ribs broken. Boss Wen was impervious to blades and spears, and was also protected by the Black Silk Armor. Without the Golden Snake Sword, it would be difficult for Xia Xueyi to win. Xia Xueyi, with her bad temper, was too embarrassed to ask for it. She narrowed her eyes slightly and grabbed at Boss Wen's abdomen with one claw.

"puff!"

A cloud of smoke billowed from Wen Laoda's body.

The Thirteen Protectors' Iron Bell Cover technique cannot eliminate all weaknesses, but it can conceal them to a certain extent, especially the genitals. This weakness cannot be eliminated, but can only be hidden with all efforts, using a secret method to shrink it back into the lower abdomen.

That's exactly what Ao Bai did back then.

As Ao Bai's successor from a previous generation, Wen Laoda received a modified and improved version of the mental cultivation method, making his movements smoother and allowing him to easily evade Xia Xueyi's deadly moves.

Xia Xueyi raised her hand and shot out two golden snake cones. She then leaped forward, her eyes bloodshot, and attacked Boss Wen's chest and abdomen with the ferocity of a mad dog willing to risk his life. Boss Wen fell off his horse, unable to withstand Xia Xueyi's attack.

"Xia Xueyi, I told you long ago that you are a weak and incompetent piece of trash. Even if I stand here and let you beat me, you will not be able to take revenge!"

"Dirty stray dog!"

"Lie down in the mud forever!"

Wen Laoda threw a punch at Xia Xueyi's back.

Xia Xueyi was punched in the back, and the sound of bones breaking echoed through her body, making one's teeth ache. Blood spurted from the corner of her mouth. With all her might, she hugged Boss Wen and slammed backward.

Just as Boss Wen was feeling smug, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower back. His eyes widened in shock, and his defensive technique of retracting his penis into his abdomen was broken.

A smug sneer flashed in Xia Xueyi's eyes.

When her love-struck mind isn't acting up, Xia Xueyi's cunning and shrewdness are no less than Boss Wen's.

In order to seek revenge against Wen Laoda, Xia Xueyi investigated the records of the Thirteen Protectors' Iron Bell Cover technique. In the rumors circulating in the Manchu city, she learned that the famous Duke of Lu Ding, Wei Xiaobao, used a secret technique he learned from a brothel to break Ao Bai's weakness, which enabled him to kill Ao Bai in one fell swoop.

This rumor was too fantastical and a gross smear against Ao Bai. As Ao Bai was exonerated, these stories were gradually destroyed and only circulated in remote areas.

Xia Xueyi overheard the rumors and, on a whim, went to a brothel to inquire. She obtained the secret technique from some technicians who had been working in the industry for over ten years.

Terrified that Wen Laoda's secret technique had been broken, Xia Xueyi seized the opportunity during Wen Laoda's momentary lapse in concentration to pierce his lower abdomen with the Golden Snake Awl, severing his manhood with a snap and shattering his external martial arts technique.

The biggest taboo in practicing Qigong is bleeding during the exercise.

The Tiger's Roar and the Golden Bell Cover, the Dragon's Cry and the Iron Shirt, are most afraid of the Blood Explosion Dragon. Using common objects as an analogy, when practicing external martial arts, the body is like an inflated balloon. If blood is drawn from acupoints, it is equivalent to puncturing a hole in the balloon, which will trigger a chain reaction. At best, one will suffer serious injuries; at worst, one will lose all martial arts skills; and in severe cases, one may be paralyzed for life.

If it's a protective qi-based martial art, at most it will damage the meridians. The Thirteen Protectors' Horizontal Golden Bell Cover technique fills the skin with true qi. Once the cover is broken, the blood vessels and muscles throughout the body will suffer serious damage.

The power of Elder Wen, capable of destroying mountains and uprooting strongholds, and smashing monuments and shattering stones, quickly dissipated, causing blood to splatter from all the acupoints on his body.

"I won! I won!"

Xia Xueyi took out the last Golden Snake Cone and, with her last bit of strength, stabbed at Boss Wen, once, twice, three times, four times, until she reached one hundred and eighty-three!

"You killed 183 members of my family, so I stabbed you 183 times with the Golden Serpent Awl! Boss Wen, I've finally gotten my revenge! You'll die by my hand after all!"

Xia Xueyi collapsed weakly, calmly looking at Lan Fenghuang and Li Zhaoting: "Thank you for giving me the chance to take revenge. I have avenged my great grudge and have no more worries. You can kill me directly, or take me to the Five Poisons Sect headquarters and hand me over to He Hongyao, or throw me into the Ten Thousand Poisons Pool. Anyway, I don't care!"

Lan Fenghuang put away the Golden Snake Dagger: "How many days do you have left to live? Why bother Uncle He?"

(End of this chapter)