Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 205 The successor of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion eliminates Li Zhaoting for the sake of the common people.
"Li Zhaoting, you've gone too far!"

Shangguan Yundun was furious.

If you want to spare my life, you'd better stop now.

If you don't want to spare my life, then just do it.

What's the point of reciting this set of rhymes?
It doesn't mean anything!
Li Zhaoting just thought it was really fun.

In order to lure Shangguan Yundun, Li Zhaoting deliberately rode away from Qixia Town, found a teahouse halfway there, drank tea and waited, and listened to the storyteller.

The storyteller told a joke: Ma Laosan went to collect a debt from Men Laoer, but Men Laoer had no money and didn't dare to say it directly, so he told Ma Laosan a rhyme.

Li Zhaoting found it amusing, wrote it down, and casually modified a few lines to use it to tease Shangguan Yundun.

Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation.

Shangguan Yundun enjoys playing cat and mouse, and now that he has been tricked by Li Zhaoting, he deserves his fate.

"laugh!"

Shangguan Yundun swung his knife and stabbed Li Zhaoting in the heart.

If you can't beat someone, strike first!
Shangguan Yundun had been in the underworld for decades, carrying out hundreds of missions and doing countless dangerous businesses. His specialty was killing his targets with a smile.

The calmer the expression, the more benevolent the smile, the more cruel the attack, and the more ruthless the move.

Li Zhaoting drew his fingers into a sword shape and thrust it straight into the center of the palace.

Six Meridian Divine Sword - Zhongchong Sword!
The immense and powerful sword energy slammed into Shangguan Yundun.

Most of the sword strikes are as thin as silk, and the verb used when making the move is "shooting out." The only exception is the Zhongchong sword, which is wide and powerful, with a majestic momentum, like a cannonball.

Shangguan Yundun hurriedly changed his move, parrying with his sword. With a clang, the short sword was shattered into pieces. Li Zhaoting flicked his finger, and Guan Chong's sword shot out from his ring finger.

The Guanchong Sword is clumsy and ancient. The sword is like an ice river, seemingly still and undisturbed, but in reality, the waves are surging beneath the surface. When the ice river breaks, it will be as powerful as a mountain roaring and a tsunami crashing down.

The more ordinary and unremarkable the move, the stronger its power. Shangguan Yundun could not see the details of this sword strike, but he could sense the deadly killing intent. He leaped up and rolled down into the street.

Before Shangguan Yundun could regain his footing, Li Zhaoting arrived like a shadow, flicking his five fingers in quick succession, sending five sword energies shooting towards Shangguan Yundun simultaneously, the sword moves repeating in a continuous cycle.

Li Zhaoting's attack was so swift that Shangguan Yundun could not see any trace of the sword energy, but could only hear the hissing sound, see the marks left on the ground, and see his golden silk armor ripped into tattered pieces by the sword energy.

Li Zhaoting's five fingers are like hooks, unpredictable and ever-changing. His five fingers are like five kinds of precious swords or five swordsmen. He actually used his own strength to unleash the Six Meridians Divine Sword Formation.

"Li Zhaoting, watch out for the hidden weapon!"

Shangguan Yundun rolled lazily to avoid the sword energy, and with a swift movement of his left hand, threw the bundle on his back.

Hidden in his bundle were more than a dozen bottles of poison, not deadly poisons that would kill instantly, but poisons that would cause pain and itching all over the body, or incite burning lust. These were all methods of torture that could turn a person into a monster that was neither human nor ghost in a very short time. Even Song Ci could not reconcile with the people tortured by Shangguan Yundun.

As an assassin, using such methods to carry out missions is partly due to psychological abnormality, and partly because this bizarre poison is specifically designed to target skilled individuals.

Most martial arts masters are resistant to deadly poisons. Those potent poisons that can kill instantly upon drawing blood are easily expelled from the body by innate internal energy. To deal with a martial arts master, one must either target the five senses or the mental state.

To deal with a Grandmaster of the Heavenly Gang, the low-level "Chicken Crows at Dawn, Soul-Severing Incense" is more effective than arsenic.

Li Zhaoting formed a sword shape with his left hand, and with a wave of his hand, he created a seal-like movement. The Tai Chi arc condensed in mid-air, and he threw the bundle away. Shangguan Yundun threw the bundle away with his left hand, and with his right hand, he drew a short knife from his waist.

Less than two feet long, the blade was covered in rust and had a chilling dark red color. The edge of the blade was as bright as silver and flashed with a cold, bloody light.

With a sword in hand, Shangguan Yundun unleashed his full power.

Whether it was his previous surrender or being blasted to the ground by Li Zhaoting's sword energy, it was all to build up momentum for this strike. The more miserable he was suppressed, the more violently his sword energy would erupt, and the faster his sword strikes would flash.

A crimson blade of light rose into the night sky.

The layers upon layers of blade light resembled millstones, flywheels, and the gears of a meat grinder. No one knew how many blades Shangguan Yun had unleashed; all that was known was that the continuous blade light could turn a living person into bones in an instant.

The butcher's knife for carving up an ox!

The signature act of the wind riders of the Western Regions!

The cold light turned into cold mist, which enveloped the surroundings. His entire body was covered in blade light, which grew faster and faster, the moves became more and more continuous, and the rotation became more and more rapid.

"laugh!"

A crimson sword beam streaked across the night sky, tracing a beautiful arc in mid-air. Though not fast, it deftly deflected the fierce blade's edge with its slow speed.

Tai Chi Swordplay: As if Sealed and Closed!

With each move, a sword thread condenses, binding the sword into threads is Li Zhaoting's specialty. Combined with the endless Tai Chi sword, the sword threads accumulate more and more, weaving into clumps of silk, which in turn bind the short sword.

Shangguan Yun felt the short sword getting heavier and heavier. This short sword, which weighed less than half a pound, became dozens or even hundreds of times heavier as Li Zhaoting drew arcs. Each strike required ten or a hundred times more power, and the speed inevitably slowed down, causing him to fall into the rhythm of the swordplay.

Sword threads bound Shangguan Yundun, turning him into a puppet. He had to draw his sword, even if he was exhausted, he still had to attack, like a sports car with broken brakes and corners being floored and its seatbelt fastened.

Shangguan Yundun was unable to control his body and could only follow Li Zhaoting's sword path. He could not stop, otherwise the sword threads all over his body would cut him to pieces. He could not slow down either, otherwise the sword light would completely backfire on him and turn him into bones.

All I can do is draw my sword, draw my sword, draw my sword...

He swung his sword with all his might, his remaining strength was used to strike, and even the Heavenly Demon disintegrated itself to strike. His hair and beard visibly turned white, his wrinkles visibly increased, and he was covered in sweat.

Shangguan Yundun wanted to stop, but he couldn't.

If a puppet wants to rebel, it must be prepared to be shattered to pieces. Does Shangguan Yundun have the guts to do so?

Of course he does!

As one of the most ruthless, vicious, and vicious assassins of his time, Shangguan Yundun was ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself. He seemed to be ignorant of assassin techniques, but in reality, it was because his martial arts skills were too high that he did not need to resort to sneak attacks or assassinations.

When facing martial arts masters, Shangguan Yundun was better at using strategy than anyone else. From the moment he saw Li Zhaoting, every movement, every expression, and every move Shangguan Yundun made was designed to feign weakness and guide Li Zhaoting to play Tai Chi.

The strongest is the weakest, and the weakest is the strongest.

Shangguan Yun had heard that the weakest point of Tai Chi swordplay was the core of Tai Chi.

Suddenly.

Shangguan Yundun brandished his knife in resistance.

No one expected him to rebel at this time.

No one expected that Shangguan Yun, exhausted and wounded, would have the strength to launch a desperate attack. The sword intent he had accumulated since the start of the war suddenly erupted, and the three-foot-long sword light pierced towards the core of Taiji, aiming to cleave the sky with one strike.

A life for a life, a desperate strike!
This is the real... assassin!
Shangguan Yundun is not a killer, he is an assassin!
His specialty was the assassin's way, which was popular during the Warring States period. An assassin is not a killer; a killer can escape thousands of miles if he misses his target. An assassin likes to risk his life.

The glory of an assassin lies in being "nameless".

An assassin's glory lies in "a fleeting moment".

Just as Zhuan Zhu assassinated King Liao, Yao Li assassinated Qing Ji, neither needed fame or fortune, only a fleeting moment of glory.

However, this fleeting, meteor-like flash of light is enough to illuminate the ages and to form a certain idea that will be passed down for a long time.

The Demonic Sect's Two Factions and Six Paths: The Heaven-Mending Pavilion!
The philosophy of the Butian Pavilion: Killing the martial arts prodigies who stir up trouble will restore peace to the world!

Guo Furong was not the assassination target. Li Zhaoting was.

To be precise, from the moment Li Zhaoting appeared, Shangguan Yundun, this madman who inherited the ideals of Butian Pavilion, was wholeheartedly preparing to assassinate Li Zhaoting, to kill influential figures in the martial arts world, and to put the ideals of his predecessors into practice.

The target of the Tiancan Sect is Guo Furong.

Shangguan Yundun's target was Li Zhaoting.

Everything, everything, was for this one strike.

Last gasp before death, crimson meteor, and a fatal blow!

The sword threads cut wounds on Shangguan Yundun's body, but Shangguan Yundun felt no pain, only madness, only arrogance, only... the peel of a split apple!

Li Zhaoting remained calm, wielding his sword in an arc, the Tai Chi circle repeating endlessly, dissolving the blood-red blade light, and tracing an arc along Shangguan Yundun's arm, as if peeling an apple, with pieces of flesh and blood splattering, until the arm turned into white bone.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you've encountered a swordsman skilled in Tai Chi sword, or you've heard that the weakness of Tai Chi sword lies in its core. The other person wasn't lying, but he concealed one thing: that person's skills were not up to par!"

"You...you...I..."

"There's one last thing left!"

Li Zhaoting kicked Shangguan Yundun away.

"Snapped!"

Shangguan Yundun fell onto his bundle, crushing the porcelain bottle inside. More than a dozen kinds of poison flowed down his arm wound and spread all over his body.

"Crack!"

Li Zhaoting pulled Shangguan Yundun's chin off, pressed his speech acupoint, and sealed the acupoints on his limbs.

With his way, he also gave his body.

Although he didn't particularly like the Murong clan of Gusu, Li Zhaoting really liked their signature slogan.

At daybreak, Jiang Yuyan drove an oxcart to Qixia Town. The oxcart was filled with lime. She first covered the area with lime, then used an iron shovel to level the ground by one foot, and then took it to the morgue of the government office.

Murder, burial, cover-up – a complete process!

The people at Tongfu Inn were trembling with fear.

You're the number one assassin in the martial arts world, aren't you?

Why are you so skilled!
Bai Zhantang managed to come up with a topic to ease the oppressive atmosphere: "Young Master Li, I've heard that all the disciples of the Heavenly Crippled Sect are disabled. Where is Shangguan Yundun disabled? Every part of his body is perfectly normal!"

"Heavenly eunuch!"

"Shangguan Yundun has a beard!"

"The term 'natural castration' refers to a lack of sexual function, meaning that one is unable to perform sexually, not that one is completely devoid of it. One can still grow a beard. If a eunuch is castrated after reaching adulthood, he might be lucky enough to retain some facial hair. However, facial hair cannot be used as evidence."

"Shangguan Yundun doesn't seem like an assassin."

"For a man, the most terrifying punishment is to become a eunuch. Shangguan Yundun was born a eunuch, which brought him great inferiority and twisted his mind."

To comfort himself, to make himself seem like a man in some way, and to have a heroic spirit, Shangguan Yundun immersed himself in "The Biographies of Assassins".

Assassins are all warriors and fierce men.

Qianqiu two strong men, Xuhe Daliang city.

It is not ashamed to be a hero in the world.

Tiancanmen is an assassin organization. Everything Shangguan Yundun sees and hears are assassin techniques, all of which are shady and cannot be exposed to the light of day. Only assassins can shine through the ages.

Shangguan Yundun sees himself as an assassin, and deep within his heart, an assassin's personality has emerged.

As everyone knows, Shangguan Yundun is a madman.

His mental state split into several personalities.

The inferiority complex stemming from being born with a castrated child.

The killer's ruthless personality.

A distorted personality resulting from being insulted.

A brutal personality like a cat catching a mouse.

An assassin personality that inherits the ideals of the Butian Pavilion.

This statement is somewhat boastful, but in the past year, I have been the most influential figure in the martial arts world. I provoked Shangguan Yundun's assassin personality, which suppressed all other personalities, and his only thought was to kill me.

The philosophy of the Butian Pavilion is that by eliminating influential figures in the martial arts world, peace can be restored.

No one would have imagined that the most greedy assassin organization in the martial arts world, the most ruthless and cold-blooded killers, would be so determined to uphold the ideals of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion and eliminate the martial arts prodigy.

What the hell can I say?

Li Zhaoting: ┓(`)┏

Bai Zhantang revealed a gloating expression.

Soon after, these words spread, and fellow martial artists heard them, all sighing with regret...

—It wasn't Bai Zhantang who spread it!

—It was Xiao Mi, a four-bag disciple of the Beggars' Sect who was begging at the gate, who spread the word. He thought the words were very sophisticated and could show Li Zhaoting's brave and fearless spirit.

Li Zhaoting: I hope you get sick of Li Dazui's savory talk!
After disposing of Shangguan Yundun's body, Guo Juxia's mission was basically completed. Hungry Tiger Hill, Flying Knife Sect, and Sunflower Sect were all destroyed one after another. He also uncovered a certain traitor and killed Shangguan Yundun, which can be considered as exceeding the mission objectives.

As for masters like Ji Wuming, Ji Wubing, and Gongsun Wulong, who knows where they are?
……

Six doors.

The complete case file was placed on Guo Juxia's desk.

Looking at the dossiers written by Bai Cuiping, Tieshou, and Zhuiming, Guo Juxia felt a sense of impoliteness: How did Shangguan Yundun make a mistake!

This feeling was fleeting.

It wasn't that Guo Juxia was inherently evil; it was just that Li Zhaoting was too good at causing trouble. Guo Juxia originally thought that it would be good enough if he could break through the Sunflower Sect, but he didn't expect that Li Zhaoting would find a group of rebels. The Six Doors and the Imperial City Guard worked overtime continuously, and the Empress Dowager asked three questions a day, keeping them extremely busy and overwhelmed.

Does anyone know where the traitors are?
Even the Four Great Constables couldn't find any clues!

The clues were cut off by Gongsun Wulong. The cause of death was a bottle of pepper. Throughout history, some schemers have failed to achieve their ambitions, some have been betrayed, some have been wiped out by the imperial army, and some have died suddenly from illness. To die because he couldn't find pepper while eating wontons is truly a first!
Who could believe such a thing?
If Guo Juxia had reported the truth, even a benevolent ruler like Zhao Zhen would have punished him with thirty strokes of the cane!
I am twenty years old this year, not a child!

You can't fool me like I'm a three-year-old child!
The three arsenals, which had been operating for many years, clearly had powerful backing. The imperial court was pressing them for answers, and Guo Juxia was scratching his head, unable to come up with a solution.

Just as he was filled with worry, he received a secret letter from Bai Cuiping, which contained a surname.

—Murong of Gusu!
(End of this chapter)