Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 266 I have never seen such a shameless person!
"I will remember any Qi that I have heard of, seen, touched, or felt."

Whenever and wherever I come into contact with that energy again, I can immediately recall it.

Your aura is too obvious, like a lantern in the dark night sky. I discovered you a long time ago, that you were hiding in the water village, the mountain village, and Yanziwu.

Senior Murong Bo, am I right?
Or perhaps I should call you Azure Dragon Head Swallow Dragon Abyss!

With Murong Bo's appearance, the situation instantly became filled with chilling killing intent, and a major battle was inevitable.

"You bastard! It was you! It was you!"

Xiao Yuanshan flew down from mid-air, glaring angrily at Murong Bo, his teeth clenched in hatred.

Xiao Yuanshan survived by chance and hid in Shaolin to learn martial arts. He accidentally met Murong Bo and mistakenly thought that Murong Bo had a grudge against Shaolin. Xiao Yuanshan took the initiative to discuss cooperation with Murong Bo and taught him martial arts.

During the Battle of Yanmen Pass, Xiao Yuanshan's fierce and murderous aura terrified Murong Bo, who remained fearful even after returning home, making it a perpetual nightmare for him.

When the two first met at Shaolin Temple, Murong Bo's martial arts skills were far inferior to Xiao Yuanshan's. As time went on, Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts skills stagnated, while Murong Bo gradually caught up with Xiao Yuanshan's progress, and the two were able to fight to a draw.

Xiao Yuanshan never expected that his ally, with whom he had sparred several times, would turn out to be his mortal enemy.

Murong Bo never expected that the mysterious expert he had used as his trump card was actually Xiao Yuanshan from back then.

Seeing Xiao Yuanshan's bristling hair and furious eyes, and recalling the Battle of Yanmen Pass, Murong Bo subconsciously shuddered and said in a deep voice, "Old Hero Xiao, your enemy is here. Who do you want to take revenge on first?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Ci shouted, "Xuan Ci's crimes are heinous, unforgivable, and deserving of death."

First, they were punished according to the precepts and expelled from the sect.

He was then taken to the imperial prison to receive punishment from the court.

Please grant Elder Hero Xiao a few days' grace.

As autumn approaches, this humble monk will not live much longer!

Upon hearing this, Murong Bo knew he was doomed.

Xuan Ci is truly formidable.

First, accept the punishment to sever ties with Shaolin.

He will be tortured again to give the court an explanation.

Xuan Ci has given his account of both the high court and the distant Jianghu; now it's Murong Bo's turn.

Xuan Ci is not afraid of death, but what about Murong Bo?
Without a second thought, Murong Bo turned and ran.

Murong Fu followed closely behind.

Xiao Yuanshan roared, "You bastard! I originally wanted to give you a coffin, but now all I have is a straw mat."

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng gave chase.

Li Zhaoting followed closely behind.

The assembled heroes looked at each other in bewilderment.

They never imagined that the Murong family of Gusu, who led them to hold Xuan Ci accountable, was actually the instigator of the Yanmen Pass case. They really have guts!
Courage is one aspect.

The main reason is that we lost our leverage.

Murong Bo's painstakingly built water fortress and mountain stronghold were all destroyed by Li Zhaoting, leaving him a commander without troops. In order to improve Murong Fu's reputation, Murong Bo could only ask his old friend Xuan Ci for help. He thought that by faking his death, he could deceive the world, but he did not expect that he had already been discovered.

Xiao Feng had little contact with Murong Bo. Because of A'Zhu, he had a good impression of the Murong family of Gusu. As for deep hatred, it was definitely not that intense.

Xiao Yuanshan deeply hated Murong Bo.

First, there was a hatred that had been brewing for thirty years.

Secondly, he had several exchanges with Murong Bo.

If I had known this guy was Murong Bo, I should have killed him with one palm strike back then, letting the old thief live for another twenty years.

Murong Bo headed straight for the Sutra Repository.

As previously agreed, Murong Fu would draw attention outside Shaolin Temple while Kumārajīva went to steal the Yi Jin Jing. In other words, once they reached the Sutra Pavilion, the situation would change from three against two to three against three. The goal was not for Kumārajīva to deal with Li Zhaoting with all his might, but only to hold him off for a short while.

Just as Murong Bo was lost in thought, a sword light shot from above, and it was Li Zhaoting.

Murong Bo dodged the sword energy, and Xiao Feng rushed over in one stride, raising his hand to strike a move that shocked the surrounding area.

Murong Bo used the "Shifting Stars" technique to shift the force of Xiao Feng's attack, but he did not expect that Xiao Feng's strength was so refined, pure, and powerful that he could only shift two or three-tenths of the force with all his might. He was then struck by Xiao Feng's palm, which made his wrist numb and he staggered back several steps.

"Clap clap clap!"

A series of footsteps followed one after another.

Li Zhaoting, Xiao Yuanshan, and Xiao Feng surrounded Murong Bo and Murong Fu. Murong Bo laughed and said, "Do you want to fight one-on-one, or do you want to gang up on me?"

Xiao Yuanshan clenched his fists: "Murong Bo, the blood feud between us is irreconcilable. Today is not a martial arts contest, but a day for revenge. Since it is revenge, I will use any means necessary!"

Murong Fu looked at Li Zhaoting: "Brother Li, I believe I owe you nothing. You are not surnamed Xiao, so there is no need for you to get involved in this mess. Why are you pressing me so hard?"

Li Zhaoting said, "Brother Murong, I really don't want to get involved in these matters, but your father and I have a deep-seated hatred for each other, and I must eliminate this threat."

If your father escapes alive today, he will surely seek revenge on me in the future. It is better to strike first than to strike later. For the sake of your lives and property, I have no choice but to make this difficult for you!

I know you have helpers.

"Great Wheel King, will you remain neutral, help Murong Bo, or help me? Let me make this clear beforehand: I have no treasures on me and cannot offer any reward."

Li Zhaoting looked towards the third floor of the Sutra Repository.

Kumārajīva watched the battle from the window on the third floor.

“I have a long-standing friendship with Benefactor Murong. I cannot stand by and watch Benefactor Murong be killed. My martial arts skills are weak, but I can only do my best to hold off Young Master Li.”

A ruthless glint flashed in Kumārajīva's eyes.

"In that case, let's do it!"

Xiao Yuanshan had already reached his limit.

What nonsense are you talking about?

Why not just take action directly?
Xiao Yuanshan threw a punch at Murong Bo.

Xiao Feng swung his palm at Murong Fu.

Li Zhaoting and Kumārajīva exchanged finger strikes.

Having previously fought fiercely with Fang Zheng, Kumārajīva was severely depleted of his energy and spirit, and his strength was exhausted. Fortunately, the monks' attention was drawn away by Murong Fu, and Kumārajīva took the opportunity to take medicine and meditate to recover his strength, and he has now returned to his best condition.

At this moment, Kumārajīva is somewhat similar to Su Mengzhen. He has too many and too varied hidden injuries on his body. These injuries counterbalance each other and are in a state of equilibrium, which stimulates his body's potential and enables him to withstand a full-force battle.

To put it nicely, it's about "unleashing potential".

To put it bluntly, it's like a "last gasp before death."

Did Kumārajīva know his own condition?

of course I know!

Kumārajīva was exceptionally intelligent and came from a prestigious family. How could he not know that he was on the verge of going astray in his cultivation? Unfortunately, his body was too heavy to recover from, and he was already terminally ill.

Since the hidden wounds cannot be healed, it is better to take advantage of the last moments of lucidity to let one's own light shine.

Kumārajīva, who used to be opportunistic and liked to take advantage of others' misfortunes, is now, despite his physical and mental exhaustion, he has mustered the courage to confront Li Zhaoting head-on.

"call!"

Kumārajīva raised his hand and unleashed a flaming blade.

Li Zhaoting formed a mudra with his hands, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.

Buddha's Divine Light VS Flaming Blade!

not far away.

The two pairs of fathers and sons engaged in a fierce battle.

Xiao Yuanshan's skill level was similar to Murong Bo's, but his internal injuries had mostly healed, and he was also full of fighting spirit. He suppressed Murong Bo and beat him up, taking control of 60-70% of the offensive.

Xiao Feng mastered the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, transforming all the true energy within his body into Vajra True Energy. His essence, energy, and spirit were completely integrated into one, similar to the Wedding Dress Divine Skill. No matter how exquisite the method of borrowing strength, it would all be ineffective.

The compatibility between the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill and Xiao Feng was simply too high. Even without activating the transformation, he still overwhelmed Murong Fu with his fists and feet. Murong Bo's heart sank rapidly.

He thought he could hold off the Xiao family father and son and negotiate with them with his own life, but he never expected that he would be at a disadvantage as soon as they started fighting and be beaten back one after another.

Murong Bo's martial arts skills were no weaker than Xiao Yuanshan's, but he lacked the courage to fight to the death. In addition, he suffered from thirty years of psychological trauma and twenty years of hidden injuries, so he could only exert half of his strength and was naturally no match for Xiao Yuanshan.

The Shaolin monks rushed over in a flurry.

The team leader was Kong Wen.

Behind him were elite warrior monks from the Arhat Hall.

The monks skillfully arranged the Eighteen Arhats Formation to block the surrounding exits, while others went to the Sutra Repository to move all the tables, chairs, benches, and scriptures out of the repository.

"Senior Brother Kongwen, what's going on? I'm confused. What exactly happened?"

"Amitabha Buddha, this old monk is also confused!"

"Let's analyze the opponents first."

"Li Zhaoting and Xiao Feng are sworn brothers, so they must be in cahoots. The old, burly man looks about 80% like Xiao Feng, so they are probably father and son."

That's how we can analyze it.

Li Zhaoting and the Xiao family father and son are on the same team.

Kumārajīva and Murong and his son were on the same team.

It was Murong Bo who spread the false information back then.

Murong Bo is the culprit!

Kong Wen's mind worked very quickly. Based on the existing clues, he analyzed them and figured out some of the truth.

A crowd of onlookers quickly gathered around.

The more people watching, the more intense the fight became.

The two pairs of fathers and sons were driven by a deep-seated blood feud.

Kumārajīva did this so that he could leave behind his own glory.

Every move was an attack against an attack.

Every move he made exuded boundless killing intent.

Murong Bo shouted, "Hero Xiao, do you know why I spread false information? Why I faked my death? I had my reasons, please listen to me!"

Xiao Yuanshan slapped him back twice.

Murong Bo dodged the palm strike and quickly explained, "The Murong family are descendants of the Xianbei royal family. For generations, they have been determined to restore the Great Yan. If the world is peaceful and prosperous, we have no chance and can only try to provoke a war. The family of the old hero Xiao is truly an undeserved disaster!"

"Go to hell with this senseless disaster! How many people have died because of your bastard ambition?"

“Great men don’t concern themselves with trifles. Old hero Xiao, I don’t ask for your forgiveness, I don’t deserve it. I only ask you to promise me one thing: if you agree, I will immediately surrender and let you cut me into a thousand pieces.”

"what's up?"

"Hero Xiao is a relative of the Xiao family, and you and your son are both top-notch experts. If you return to the Liao Kingdom, you will surely be highly valued by the Liao emperor. I hope you will lead your troops south."

"You think fighting a war is so easy?"

"It's not easy to have the Liao Kingdom alone. What if we add the Tibetan Kingdom? With the Liao Kingdom and the Tibetan Kingdom attacking the Song Dynasty from both sides, my Murong clan can seize the opportunity to rise up and the three of us can join forces to divide up the Song Dynasty!"
We dare not take even an inch of land from the Liao Kingdom; we will only expand our territory in the Song Dynasty, restore the Yan Kingdom, and reclaim its glory!
Old hero Xiao, as long as you agree, Murong Bo will be at your mercy. You can cut me into a thousand pieces, chop me into mincemeat, or make me a pig or a dog!

Otherwise, although your martial arts skills are superb, my desperate strike can leave you with permanent wounds!

If something can benefit both sides, why make it a lose-lose situation?
"Old hero Xiao, think this through!"

Murong Bo quickly outlined his grand plan.

Xiao Yuanshan was rather slow to react in this regard, and subconsciously slowed down his attack to let him finish speaking.

Before Murong Bo could finish speaking, Li Zhaoting's insults came over: "Murong Bo, even in a daydream, you wouldn't do this. What makes the Murong clan want to raise an army?"
Should we use the Jiangling Water Village or the Jinan Mountain Village?

How many soldiers do you have under your command?

How much grain have you saved?

Let me translate what you just said.

Brother Xiao, although I killed your whole family and harmed you for thirty years, I hope you will mobilize all your power, kill until rivers of blood flow, and help me achieve my grand ambitions!

Do you think others are fools?

Besides, have you even been to school?

If I remember correctly, most of the Yan Kingdom's territory was within the Liao Kingdom, right? What are you doing causing trouble in the Song Dynasty?
Does anyone in your family have received an education?
You old scoundrel, you are insidious and vicious, your crimes are heinous and countless. If you are not eliminated by man, Heaven will surely punish you!

Now that you've faked your death and escaped, you can only hide and cower, barely managing to survive. How dare you talk about rebellion and chaos in front of all the heroes of the world? Do you think everyone else is a fool?

Murong Bo, you white-haired scoundrel, you old thief with a gray beard, you have lived sixty-six years in vain, never achieving a single merit in your life, only knowing how to wag your tongue, flaunt your treachery, and make a laughing stock of yourself.

A dog with a broken spine!
How dare you bark and howl before me!

I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Li Zhaoting's words were eloquent and sharp, delivering a wake-up call. Feng Suzhen played the zither in response, secretly assisting him. She controlled his inner demons, stirring up Murong Bo's evil thoughts, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

I am a white-haired old man, a gray-bearded old thief, a spineless dog; I have lived a life of mediocrity.

What's the point of living?
I might as well just die!

"puff!"

Murong Bo spat out a mouthful of blood and suddenly felt a chilling wind and eerie atmosphere around him, as if his ancestors had come to scold him for his failure!
In a trance.

Murong Bo felt the hidden injuries at the Yangbai, Lianquan, and Fengfu acupoints erupt, as if stabbed by thousands of needles, causing his true qi and blood to stagnate, making him unable to move at all.

"boom!"

Xiao Yuanshan punched Murong Bo in the chest.

"Crack!"

Murong Bo's ribs were all broken and his true energy dissipated. Xiao Yuanshan grabbed Murong Bo's shoulder with his left hand, and his five fingers formed a dragon claw, crushing the bones in Murong Bo's left shoulder.

"Thirty years, thirty moves, prepare to die!"

Xiao Yuanshan unleashed a barrage of powerful punches and claws, and with a series of cracking sounds, Murong Bo's breath grew weaker and weaker as he was flung towards the cliff by Xiao Yuanshan.

"boom!"

No one can escape death by jumping off a cliff.

Only by continuously paying tribute to Zao Wou-Ki.

Xiao Yuanshan, having survived the fall from the cliff, would naturally have been wary of this tactic. He channeled his inner energy into Murong Bo's body, detonating it all when he was flung away.

"Father! Father! Xiao Feng! I'll kill you!"

Murong Fu attacked like a madman, but his foundation was far inferior to Xiao Feng's. His sword was broken by a single palm strike. Looking at the broken sword in his hand, the disheveled Murong Fu let out a scream and slashed his neck with the sword...

"Grand ambitions and empires, all reduced to dust!"

"I'm finally free!"

"So...easy...ah..."

Murong Fu collapsed to the ground, powerless.

……

"boom!"

The blade's edge and the sword's aura canceled each other out.

Li Zhaoting advised, "Kumārajīva, if you continue to exert your power, your meridians may be severed."

"I'd rather live by speaking out than die in silence!"

(End of this chapter)