Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 451 Wang Shenglan: A Fox Borrowing the Tiger's Power? Please call me White Tiger Star Lord!

"If maintaining self-confidence is enough to win battles, Xiang Yu would not have met such a tragic end by committing suicide at the Wujiang River!"

Sect Leader Wang, I respect your character, please don't be too careless! Li Zhaoting isn't here, and you only have a maidservant with you, no other helpers!

As the leader of the Blood Moon Cult, do you think I'm made of clay? Do you think I'm truly afraid of you? No one in the world is afraid of you; they're only afraid of Li Zhaoting!
The fox is borrowing the tiger's power, but the tiger isn't around!

How much of your former prestige do you have left?

King Abiro glared at Wang Shenglan, unleashing his full power. Dark clouds gathered, radiating a blood-red light. His black armor and mask revealed the colors of the underworld, sending chills down one's spine.

You seem to have misunderstood something!

The fox is borrowing the tiger's power; I am not that fox!

"I am—the White Tiger Star Lord!"

Wang Shenglan swung her gun at King Abiro.

The Overlord Spear strikes with no retreat, never holding back a single move, and never waiting for the opportune moment to strike first. Once the spear is unleashed, it must seize the initiative with all its might.

Wang Shenglan's left foot landed heavily on the ground. The sole of her shoe was made of a thousand layers by Mei Zhu herself, and the upper was made of finely crafted deerskin, which was enough to support the force of her foot.

If it were ordinary embroidered shoes, the entire shoe surface would burst open with a single step. The downside of body tempering is that every intense battle will wear out a set of clothes. It's not so bad for men, but it's often inconvenient for women.

Fortunately, the Xue family, known as the "Divine Needle," is there in the martial arts world.

Wang Shenglan's clothes were custom-made by the Xue family, using the most durable material, capable of withstanding Wang Shenglan's fierce and powerful energy and supporting her through three all-out battles.

In the past two days, Wang Shenglan has been wandering around Tongguan with nothing to do, feeling the significance of the Battle of Tongguan. His spear thrust was quite reminiscent of the style of Ma Chao.

One man against a thousand, a single spear thrust can take a life!
With swords and spears, their momentum was unstoppable!
The Overlord Spear's light was extremely yang and strong, and its edge flashed with streaks of lightning.

King Abhira felt an overwhelming sense of unease.

According to the intelligence from Tianji Pavilion, Wang Shenglan's martial arts skills were not very high before she married Li Zhaoting. She just had a fiery temper and great strength. Later, under Li Zhaoting's guidance, she solved the Zhenlong Chess Formation and received Wuyazi's Jiazi power infusion, which greatly improved her internal strength.

The internal energy from the initiation is ultimately not one's own, so the moves will inevitably be somewhat hesitant, and there will certainly be loopholes in the coordination of essence, energy, and spirit. This is King Abhira's opportunity.

Only after exchanging blows did I realize how outrageous this intelligence was—even more so than a censored version.

Wang Shenglan's talent in Qi cultivation is indeed not very good, even worse than Mei Zhu's. Her power is indeed from the initiation, and her original power reserves can be said to be insignificant, barely qualifying her as a second-rate figure in the martial arts world.

However, Wang Shenglan's talent in body tempering can only be described as monstrous. Even as the reincarnation of the Hegemon-King of Western Chu and the rebirth of the Thirteen Protectors, he can fight on equal terms.

Before receiving the empowerment, Wang Shenglan's Qi cultivation was hindering her strength. The empowerment was not to improve her strength, but to make up for her shortcomings and to develop her potential.

Body tempering is the foundation of Wang Shenglan's abilities.

His innate, terrifying talent, his immense strength capable of moving mountains and lifting cauldrons, and his indestructible Overlord Spear—all these qualities alone were enough to make King Abiro tremble with fear.

Fear is pointless.

The best strategy is to fight fire with fire.

Even in her weakest days, Wang Shenglan could defeat powerful enemies using the Overlord Spear's power-building technique. If she were allowed to continuously accumulate power, perhaps a hundred or two hundred spear thrusts, she could probably pierce through a mountain with a single thrust, leaving a hole that is clear from front to back.

King Abira was also quite strong, and his weapon was a broad, heavy sword, which he excelled at head-on combat.

Hearing the wind whipped up by the powerful attack, King Abiro swung his sword and clashed violently with the Overlord Spear. A loud explosion followed, and thick ripples spread in all directions.

"Let me... open it!"

Wang Shenglan roared to the sky, his Geng metal killing aura condensing into a white tiger image behind him. His arm muscles bulged, his blood and qi surged like a dragon, and his arm strength suddenly increased by 30% to 40%.

"Whoosh!"

Wang Shenglan leaped up from the ground, covering two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) in one bound, and raised the Overlord Spear high with both arms. To increase the distance of the downward slash, he carried the Overlord Spear directly on his back.

As Wang Shenglan leaped to the highest point, he swung his arm violently, the Overlord Spear tracing a huge arc before striking straight ahead. As he fell, the spear spun, and when his body was just halfway suspended in the air, with his shoes only half a foot from the ground, his momentum reached its limit and exploded at the tip of the spear, accompanied by the roar of the White Tiger Dharma Image.

The speed of the body's descent, the power accumulated by the spinning spear, and the blood and qi like the smoke of war condensed into a single point at the spearhead, followed by the blooming of a spear flower.

The vibrant, dazzling, and fleeting beauty of gunfire.

More dazzling than the epiphyllum, it flashed by in a flash of white light, but that fleeting glint of light was unforgettable.

Even ten or twenty years from now, people will still remember how brilliant that shot was and can't help but cheer loudly.

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

They forgot to cheer.

They forgot to cheer for that shot.

They only saw a dazzling, unprecedented flash of light from the spear, followed by a series of cracking sounds as the arena split open from the middle, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading to every corner, turning the entire arena into ruins.

Wang Shenglan swung her spear upwards, her body spinning to dissipate the recoil. With a flick of her spearhead, the bricks and stones were stirred up, dust filled the air, and a raging dragon roared.

Although startled, King Abiro remained calm and composed in his response. As the leader of the Blood Moon Cult, a master who had struggled and fallen into darkness since childhood, King Abiro's temperament had long been tempered to the point of being as hard as stone, and he had spent his entire life pursuing power.

Family ties, love, friendship, and morality must all give way to power. King Abira may seem shy, but he is in fact a ruthless and vicious demon.

The original plot... is contradicting itself in every single part!
The female lead, Tang Ruoxuan, went to persuade him while heavily pregnant. Logically, King Abiro should have been redeemed, but he wasn't. No one could make him put down the Heavenly Sword.

King Abiro was handsome and skilled in martial arts. Tang Ruoxuan loved him deeply and even had a child with him. Should she have risked everything for love? Of course not. Tang Ruoxuan sacrificed herself, deliberately crashing into the Heavenly Sword, using her blood to cover the blade, and perished together with King Abiro.

You think the male lead is just a love-obsessed guy?
In the male protagonist's mind, power is more important than anything else.

You think the female lead is love-obsessed?
The female lead dragged the male lead down with her, and they both perished.

Having watched so many bizarre TV dramas, this kind of normal plot seems out of place.

What supports unconventional thinking is—strength!
King Abiro is proficient in the "Blood Moon Demon Art," a demonic art of unknown origin, said to have come from the Qin state's intelligence organization, Luo Wang, through which he comprehended the way of the sword through killing.

When activating demonic arts, his whole body radiates a blood-red light, as if bathed in a blood moon. His strength, speed, and fighting spirit will all be boosted to the limit. His heart is extremely cold, and he can remain absolutely calm no matter what situation he is in.

The arena was blasted into ruins by Wang Shenglan's shot, with smoke and dust filling the air, bricks and stones flying everywhere, and the sounds of tigers roaring and dragons howling. But the duel between the two peerless masters was far from over.

"Roar!!!"

King Abira roared to the sky, and the dense, unyielding crimson sword light broke through the smoke and dust, staining the entire ruined battlefield with an eerie crimson, like a blood-soaked hell.

King Abhiro stood in the center of the sea of ​​blood, dazzling blood light shining through the gaps in his armor. His eyes, hidden beneath the mask, were as cold and indifferent as a judge of the underworld, lifeless and icy.

His aura was demonic, his heavy sword hummed, and his killing intent was cold and pure. The surrounding air seemed to be frozen and stagnant by the blood moon, and the biting coldness eroded people's hearts.

King Abhiro took a step forward, and his figure split into seven or eight indistinguishable phantoms under the blood moon.

Each phantom wielded its heavy sword with all its might, the sword shadows weaving into a blood-red net that swept towards Wang Shenglan, who had just landed, from all directions.

This is a deadly combination of speed and power, a fusion of the ultimate killing intent of the Blood Moon Demon Art and illusionary techniques.

"Well done! This is the real King Abira! This is the opponent I've been waiting for! King Abira, you shouldn't have unleashed the Blood Moon! Illusions are useless against me!"

Wang Shenglan's blood was boiling. Far from being afraid, she let out a long roar. Faced with the overwhelming blood-red sword shadows and the chilling killing intent that eroded her mind, the blood and qi in Wang Shenglan's body, like dragons and tigers, surged to their peak in an instant.

Wang Shenglan is not afraid of illusions.

Illusions target intelligent people; the more intelligent one is, the easier it is to be deceived by illusions, illusion arrays, and formations. Wang Shenglan's mind has no inclination to analyze reality and illusion.
Wang Shenglan couldn't think of that much.

Neither the Overlord Spear she had practiced since childhood nor the "cutting off her beard and abandoning her robe" feeling she had from the Tongguan ruins supported her in thinking about and analyzing the truth or falsehood. Regardless of what was true or false, she just swung the spear.

The crimson steed roams the land, hunting across the eight wastelands!
Dragons fight in the wild, their blood turning black and yellow!

The horses gallop across the Qilian Mountains and the rivers shake, and the soldiers rise up in Xuanhuang, what can we do?
How come Zhao Yun's lines are interspersed in Ma Chao's spear technique? Wang Shenglan has not read "Records of the Three Kingdoms", but has only heard folk tales and rumors. Ma Chao's sister, Ma Yunlu, married Zhao Yun, so it is reasonable for the brother-in-law to use a couple of lines to improve his spear technique.

What is truth?
What is fake?
What is the true form?

What is a hallucination?

Xiang Yu lacked the mind to distinguish between truth and falsehood, Ma Chao lacked the wisdom to discern reality from illusion, and coincidentally, Wang Shenglan lacked the same ability; she simply didn't need to.

I am a reckless fool!
He fell from his horse, his back bent, and his feet firmly planted on the ground.

The Overlord Spear, already crackling with lightning, suddenly erupted with an incomparably dazzling golden light under her immense power! The spear trembled, and its roar was like a tiger's cry!
The White Tiger Dharma Image seemed to come alive, gently holding the heaven-piercing spear light. Wang Shenglan twisted her waist, shrugged her shoulders, flicked her wrist, and pierced through the heart. The Overlord Spear transformed into a thunderbolt that tore through the heavens and earth, roaring as it stabbed towards King Abiro.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A deafening, intense explosion resounded through the sky. Golden light and crimson light collided violently, pure power, extreme masculinity, and the distinction between truth and falsehood were swept away.

The more Abiro fought, the more terrified he became. Wang Shenglan's mastery of body tempering far exceeded his imagination. Although the hexagonal warrior was perfect, he was ultimately only a minority.

For 99.99% of martial arts practitioners, mastering one skill is the right path to success. Overly pursuing a balanced six-dimensional attribute will lead to being neither good at literature nor martial arts. Even someone as strong as Li Zhaoting never thought of competing with Wang Shenglan in body cultivation. Wang Shenglan, on the other hand, specializes in body cultivation techniques, relying on initiation for Qi cultivation, the Northern Darkness Divine Art, and the Jade Linglong for spirit cultivation, all with the support of her sisters.

Wang Shenglan only needs to focus on cultivating her body.

Refining the spirit is the business of Feng Suzhen, Lan Xiaodie, Bai Yunfei and others; refining medicine is the business of Lan Fenghuang; and miscellaneous tasks of Qimen Dunjia can be handled by the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass. Why do it personally?
Is Li Zhaoting strong or not?

Without Mei Zhu and Jiang Yuyan, he's just a good-for-nothing who doesn't know anything about farming. He either has to rely on his money to stay in an inn or go to the deep mountains and forests to survive. Without Mei Zhu and Jiang Yuyan, he feels completely out of place.

This is the philosophy that Wang Shenglan taught Li Zhaoting.

This is the influence of Li Zhaoting on Wang Shenglan.

Wang Shenglan was neither gentle nor learned; she knew nothing of poetry or martial arts, nor of mechanisms or formations. But she possessed unwavering determination and a completely selfless focus. No matter how varied and ever-changing the sword energy and sword moves of Abiro King were, she could sweep away thousands of troops with a single move, and all the sword shadows vanished in an instant.

Influenced by the fighting spirit, the White Tiger Dharma Image let out a roar that resounded through the sky, its killing aura solidified into a tangible form. Wang Shenglan fought with increasing ferocity, and his spear technique became more and more formidable.

King Abiro cursed the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion for ripping people off.

Tianji Pavilion has never sold false information, but isn't it a bit excessive to hide 95% of a perfect piece of information? Don't you have any professional ethics?

Tianji Pavilion: We're innocent! Wang Shenglan has only acted a few times; where are we supposed to get information from? The Li family maid only sells information about Li Zhaoting; she won't sell anything else!
What troubled King Abiro the most was not Wang Shenglan's increasingly courageous spirit, her brute strength to move mountains and unload ridges, or her invincible White Tiger Dharma Form, but rather Wang Shenglan's ability to generate thunder from extreme yang, which was extremely effective against the Blood Moon Divine Skill.

Women's martial arts are mainly characterized by gentleness and dexterity, and often involve using the opponent's force against them. Even someone as strong as the Water Mother Yin Ji first comprehended the power of gentleness and achieved the ultimate yin. Wang Shenglan is such an extraordinary person that she is rare in ancient and modern times.

What kind of woman comprehends the ultimate Yang before attempting to comprehend the ultimate Yin? Are you a monster?

Wang Shenglan is indeed a monster.

An ancient, ferocious beast disguised in human skin.

Even Li Shengnan firmly believed this.

"King Abira, prepare to die!"

Overlord Spear Technique: Break the Dots and Sink the Boats!

The sheer power of a dragon and elephant capable of moving mountains with a single hand, the fiery passion of war, the invincible killing intent of Geng metal, and even her do-or-die determination—all were poured into the rapidly spinning, blurred tip of the Overlord Spear.

"Roar~~"

The White Tiger Dharma Image merges into the spearhead, and the supreme Yang and hard energy, as well as the killing Qi of Geng Metal, gathered at the spear tip, explode completely under extreme compression, rotation, and power accumulation.

A dazzling golden lightning bolt, carrying the aura of destruction against all evil, roared forth from the tip of the spear.

King Abira, wielding swords in both hands, recklessly unleashed the Blood Moon Divine Art, pushing his remaining strength to its limit, destroying everything in its path. His power surged beyond his body's capacity, his blood vessels were torn apart, and his body emitted a dense aura of blood. Using his own blood as a catalyst, he transformed it into a deadly move that annihilated all things.

Blood Moon Overlooking the Abyss, All Silence Returns to the Underworld!
"boom!"

The spear and sword energies collided with a deafening roar, shattering the already crumbling arena into dust. The surging power rushed wildly in all directions, and the golden and blood-red true essences intertwined, reflecting as orange lightning.

From a distance, the arena, which was several dozen feet long, looked like a bowl of boiling pumpkin porridge. The spectators were so frightened that they ran away and ran for thirty or forty feet until their true energy stopped spreading and began to contract inward. Only then did they slowly approach and see a standing figure.

Holding a long spear, surrounded by thunder, he was awe-inspiring.

Wang Shenglan roared to the sky, "King Abiro, look at me now, am I a tiger or a fox?"

King Abhira could not answer this question.

Wang Shenglan's ultimate move is a desperate, all-or-nothing gamble, and King Abiro is no exception.

This move has only two possible outcomes.

Either kill the enemy in one blow.

Either the mental technique backfires and kills you.

Wang Shenglan lives, and King Abiro is defeated!
The losers will be left without a trace, and will surely die!
Wang Shenglan knew, of course, that King Abiro was dead, but she felt unhappy, which is why she shouted it out!

A duel can't be without cheers!

A duel without cheers from the audience is like a hot pot without dipping sauce; it just doesn't feel right no matter how you eat it.

Jiang Yuyan cried out, "White Tiger Star Lord!"

The audience, still reeling from the shock, erupted in cheers and applause that seemed to reach the heavens.

"White Tiger Star Lord!"

"White Tiger Star Lord!"

"White Tiger Star Lord!"

Wang Shenglan looked at Jiang Yuyan.

Jiang Yuyan understood and ran over to help Wang Shenglan leave. Wang Shenglan was imposing on the stage, and her powerful moves were earth-shattering, leveling the ground three feet high, but they took a huge toll on her body, and she couldn't even hold the Overlord Spear steady.

The audience wasn't all third-rate; several first-rate martial artists could see that Wang Shenglan had suffered great losses. However, with Li Zhaoting in Tongguan, who would dare to take advantage of his misfortune?
In addition, Wang Shenglan is not afraid of kicking someone when they're down; what she's losing is her vital energy, not her internal strength.

These rabble dared to ambush Wang Shenglan, and the consequence was that their true energy was drained by the Beiming Divine Art. Wang Shenglan did not need to refine her true energy. After recovering her strength, she directly reversed the Beiming Divine Art and expelled the foreign true energy from her body.

Hei Qiling rushed to the arena, and King Abiro was reduced to ashes, leaving only a mask in the ruins.

Hei Qiling put away her mask and quietly left.

Logically, he should resent Wang Shenglan, but from another perspective, he should thank her instead.

Abiro's righteous identity is Xiao Ting, a scholar-warrior with both literary and martial arts skills, and a somewhat famous martial arts hero. If Wang Shenglan removes his mask during the fierce battle, Abiro will be finished, and his righteous identity will also be finished.

Wang Shenglan helped him preserve some of his reputation.

King Abhira was the one who committed many evil deeds.

Xiao Ting was a tragic figure, a young righteous hero.

Hei Qiling collapsed to the ground, her face full of bitterness.

The Blood Moon Cult was willing to send people to wipe out the entire Tang family for the sake of the Five Nobles of the Heavenly Sword. Now, karma has come full circle, and it's the Blood Moon Cult's turn to be wiped out. Don't cry foul.

King Abira died, but the experts he invited to stop Li Zhaoting were either insane, greedy, or utterly depraved. They accepted half of the deposit and went directly to surround Li Zhaoting, asking him for guidance.

……

Three figures blocked Li Zhaoting's path.

Two identical middle-aged men, one grinning and the other holding an abacus, seemed to be twins, both with ruthless personalities.

An elderly man with a kind face and a gentle smile, white hair and beard, dressed in ordinary coarse linen clothes, with severe dark circles under his eyes.

Li Zhaoting sensed a murderous aura.

The old man had just killed someone; his body reeked of blood, like a butcher who had just slaughtered a pig or a cow, as if he had rolled in a sea of ​​blood.

Although they had never met, Li Zhaoting recognized the other person at a glance: Gongsun Wulong, the most insane madman in the world, an incurable lunatic.

When they finally broke through the Sunflower Sect, they managed to find some clues, but they never expected that the source of those clues was someone who killed someone because of pepper powder, and the one who did it was Gongsun Wulong.

For a normal person, this is an unbelievable and bizarre act, and they would likely beat the other person up: You don't have to answer, but you can't insult my brain!
For Gongsun Wulong, this was a normal routine, like eating and drinking: I want to eat wontons → You didn't prepare any pepper powder for me → You look down on me → Do you want to kill me? → It seems I have to strike first!

This is Gongsun Wulong's logic.

He was a patient with severe paranoia. At the slightest disturbance, he would feel that someone wanted to kill him, and without hesitation, he would strike first and kill the other party.

The other person may have simply found his wallet and wanted to return it, but was instead ambushed and killed.

"You are... Gongsun Wulong?"

"That's right! A little fellow told me that someone could cure my illness, and told me to wander around Tongguan. The most handsome and dashing young man is my doctor."

Where is that little guy?

"This little thing has ulterior motives; it's clearly a trick to shift the blame. How could it possibly fool me?"

Gongsun Wulong laughed and said, "Excellent, excellent! I took advantage of his inattention, struck his pressure points, twisted his limbs into a pretzel, and hung him on the edge of the cliff."

"You didn't personally kill him?"

"There's no time!" Gongsun Wulong said with a hint of regret. "I'm in a hurry to find the young master for treatment, I don't have time to deal with him, what a relief!"

(End of this chapter)