Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 452 The Supreme Heavenly Sword, Slaying Gongsun Wulong!
If you want to kill someone, you must make sure that even when they reach the Yama King's palace, they won't dare to complain to him.

Gongsun Wulong suffers from severe paranoia, believing that everyone wants to harm or kill him. He not only has to guard against others but also against demons and ghosts seeking his life.

Therefore, after his hands were stained with blood, Gongsun Wulong firmly put the above principles into practice. Coincidentally, Gongsun Wulong was a disciple of the Sunflower School and was proficient in acupoint striking techniques.

Gongsun Wulong's favorite way to kill someone was to use the Sunflower Acupuncture Technique to seal their acupoints, and then torture them with hundreds of different cruel tortures for at least three days and three nights.

If a murder occurs somewhere and the body is tortured beyond recognition, as if it had been torn apart by a wild animal, there's no need to deduce the murderer; just blame it on Gongsun Wulong.

However, this is a misunderstanding!
This is false information relayed by Gongsun Wulong.

Just like Li Dazui, who "doesn't eat human heads," he doesn't really enjoy doing it; he uses it to scare others, make them afraid, and make them reveal some kind of weakness.

Who is Gongsun Wulong?

He debuted at sixteen, and the first person he killed was a great hero from Guanzhong. He lived a carefree life for over sixty years. If he had so many stinking rules, he would have been torn to pieces long ago.

It's true that Gongsun Wulong enjoys torturing people, but those who are tortured to death by him are always in a position where Gongsun Wulong has an absolute advantage and is not in any danger whatsoever.

Otherwise, strike the vital point directly.

For example: Turtle Taoist of Causeway Bay.

Gongsun Wulong sought to obtain the Turtle Shell Divine Skill by playing chess with the Sea Turtle Taoist. While Gongsun Wulong was pondering his moves, Gongsun Wulong struck the Sea Turtle Taoist's weak point with a single finger, snatched his secret manual, killed his disciples and grand-disciples, and burned down his Taoist temple.

Crisp and neat, without any sloppiness.

If Gongsun Wulong believed the rumors that it takes three days to kill one person, how could he possibly kill them all?
Li Zhaoting unleashed a murderous aura.

The killing intent condensed into a sword beam that was visible to the naked eye.

Gongsun Wulong remained calm, a smile playing on his lips. He raised one hand and said with a chuckle, "I've only come seeking medical help; I have no grudge against you, young master..."

Before he could finish saying the word "hatred," Gongsun Wulong pointed a finger at Li Zhaoting's Tanzhong acupoint. Because his thought process was completely different from that of ordinary people, his actions were also like this.

A normal martial artist needs to build up power before making a move, and needs to perform certain specific movements. If you want to swing a knife to cut someone, you must shrug your shoulders to raise the steel knife, and your shoulders will definitely shake.

The basic principle of the Dugu Nine Swords is to observe these subtle movements and predict how the opponent will make a move. At a higher level, one can use martial intuition alone to execute a sword strike.

Gongsun Wulong was an absolute anomaly; neither his tone nor his actions showed any sign of him about to make a move.

With a warm smile on his face, he looked like a compassionate elder. His fingertips were loose, yet suddenly he unleashed a burst of finger strength, as swift as the wind and as powerful as lightning.

Li Zhaoting snorted coldly, and the sword light floating in the void shot towards Gongsun Wulong. The two internal energies collided with a loud crash and shot into the ground, cutting a long gash in the ground.

"Could these two gentlemen be surnamed Ji?"

Li Zhaoting guessed their identities.

The Ji family triplets, Ji Wuming and Ji Wubing, became disciples of Gongsun Wulong and were childhood friends with Bai Zhantang. Bai Sanniang trained Bai Zhantang in the manner of a constable, but he was tricked by the two brothers into becoming a "master thief". The last one was named Ji Wuli, a Pixiu that reached out from a coffin.

Ji Wuming was insane, cruel, and bloodthirsty.

Ji Wubing was well-read but also utterly depraved.

Ji was powerless to be greedy or avaricious; she was willing to accept any amount of money.

Based on their attire, the one with the grinning face is Ji Wubing, and the one holding the abacus is Ji Wuli. As for Ji Wuming, he should be in the Ministry of Justice prison or have been verbally killed by Lü Xiucai. Ji Wuming is definitely not here.

Li Zhaoting's guess was absolutely correct.

“I am Ji Wubing, the ‘bing’ in ‘deranged’. I know you are strong, but as long as I kill you, I can unify the underworld. Li Zhaoting, you are doomed.”

"My name is Ji Wuli. I kill for money. If you need a coffin, please pay three taels of silver. If you need funeral arrangements, please pay fifteen taels of silver."

Li Zhaoting laughed and said, "Only the three of you? That young man deserved to die. He ruined the Green Dragon Society's plan like this. If I were the leader, I would have chopped him into mincemeat and thrown him into a ravine to feed the wolves."

Heaven help me, Ke Baisui devised a total of ten plans targeting Li Zhaoting, and Gongsun Wulong was just one part of it. They were all interconnected and laid in ambush from all sides.

Each part must be meticulous and rigorous, without the slightest error or omission, so that, while guarding against each other, the full force of the ten layers of calculation can be directed at Li Zhaoting.

I can't say for sure that I can kill Li Zhaoting, but I can definitely inflict serious damage on him. As long as the big boss is decisive enough, there is at least a 40% chance of success.

Dealing with a master like Li Zhaoting, who has friends all over the world and can suddenly unleash his full potential, with a 40% success rate, is definitely a masterpiece of painstaking effort and the culmination of Ke Baisui's life's work.

In order to gain credit and a reward, the young apprentice flattered King Abiro with his earlier plan, hoping to use the relationship between Ji Wubing and Ji Wuli to persuade Gongsun Wulong to come out of seclusion and help him.

Ji Wubing needs elite subordinates, and Ji Wuli needs gold and silver treasures; the Azure Dragon Society can provide both. They agree to act as matchmakers, but what happens afterward is uncertain. No one can control Gongsun Wulong's temper.

Ke Baisui devised "Ten Strategies to Conquer Li," but the young apprentice, in his quest for power, opted for the worst possible strategy, ultimately suffering the consequences of his own actions.

Gongsun Wulong smiled and said, "Since you enjoy feeding wolves so much, I am willing to grant your wish."

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden attack of finger force struck.

The finger gesture of picking flowers.

The pinnacle of finger-picking technique.

What makes Gongsun Wulong most terrifying is his ability to launch silent attacks and his relentless progress. Even at the age of seventy, he still does his best to make up for his shortcomings and master dozens of profound martial arts techniques.

The 72 Shaolin Arts require an understanding of Buddhist teachings, and the profound art of the Flicking Flower Finger requires even more Buddhist understanding; otherwise, one will be consumed by malevolent energy, have chaotic thoughts, and go astray.

Gongsun Wulong was an exception.

He is a beast, a madman, a devil. His brain circuits are abnormal, and all sorts of crazy, bloodthirsty, and maniacal thoughts unexpectedly achieve a certain balance.

In other words, Gongsun Wulong unexpectedly aligned himself with the Asura path in Buddhism, going down a dark path and distorting the all-encompassing Buddhist teachings into something resembling the "White Lotus Sect."

Myriad phenomena pluck flowers, a myriad of colors in the void!

Li Zhaoting formed a hand seal, and Buddhist light shone everywhere. The divine light of the Tathagata shot out and clashed head-on with it.

The Buddha's Divine Light - The First Appearance of Buddha's Light!

Both powerful moves are sword energies flicked with the fingers, both are Buddhist secret techniques. One is distorted, turning the golden Buddhist light into a cold and sinister hellish abyss; the other is domineering, just as the Buddha has anger, the Vajra glares fiercely, to subdue demons and monsters.

The Ji brothers tried to make a move, but were blasted away by the airflow generated by the clash of their powerful attacks. Gongsun Wulong's body was covered with a protective aura resembling a tortoise shell, which was none other than the Tortoise Shell Divine Skill.

The name "Turtle Shell Divine Skill" sounds unpleasant, but its power is quite remarkable. It is a unique protective martial art specifically designed to defend against acupoint strikes, finger strikes from a distance, and sword energy from a flick of the finger.

The downside is that you must actively circulate your power; otherwise, you cannot form a defense and will be vulnerable to sneak attacks on vital points.

The Sea Turtle Taoist distracted himself during the game of chess, which allowed Gongsun Wulong to seize the opportunity to exploit his weakness.

Li Zhaoting waved his cloak, dispersing the air currents, and the Purple Star Soft Sword sprang from his waist, transforming into a long dragon.

To deal with a monster like Gongsun Wulong, any means are justified. This guy is not human; he is a demon who wreaks havoc on the world and is the epitome of evil.

Gongsun Wulong had made countless enemies, and his greatest fear in life was falling into the hands of his enemies. When he was sober, he worried about being surrounded and attacked by his enemies. When he closed his eyes, he saw the wronged souls of the people he had killed and worried that the vengeful ghosts would come to take his life.

At the slightest disturbance, they would suddenly turn on you and kill you.

The more he did this, the more people he killed, the more enemies he made, and the more serious his condition became. Gongsun Wulong couldn't sleep at night. Although his body seemed normal, he had actually been driven crazy by the stress.

It wasn't entirely without its advantages. Thanks to his deep-seated persecution complex, Gongsun Wulong was able to keenly detect sneak attacks and defend against all sorts of strange and ingenious moves.

"laugh!"

Gongsun Wulong drew a short knife.

This is a short sword made of black iron, which he meticulously crafted.

The power of the Purple Rose Soft Sword was too great, and Gongsun Wulong dared not be careless in the slightest. Gongsun Wulong, who had not used a weapon for more than ten years, drew his sword without hesitation.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The swords and blades clashed lightly three times.

Gongsun Wulong's moves were unconventional and unorthodox, each strike a rebellious act with no normal angle, yet he always managed to block Li Zhaoting's sword at the last second.

Li Zhaoting's Purple Rose Soft Sword was like a serpent spitting its tongue, unpredictable and ever-changing. Every strike carried a righteous aura that cleansed away demonic energy. The sword's light seemed to be accompanied by the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers, suppressing Gongsun Wulong's unorthodox and bizarre swordsmanship, making him unable to defend himself and his moves scattered.

"Ding!"

Having narrowly parried a sword aimed at his heart, Gongsun Wulong's smile had already frozen, his eyes now a mixture of bloodlust and inner anxiety.

The young man before him was unexpectedly strong, and that purple soft sword was the nemesis of all his life's work.

The soft sword is supposed to be all about variation, and its moves are inevitably vicious and ruthless. Most masters who are good at using the soft sword belong to the demonic path. How could there be such an oddball in the world?
Of course, there should be a Li Zhaoting in this world. Since there is a wicked and bizarre demon, there should also be a righteous and eccentric swordsman. Both of them are eccentric among eccentrics, and only one of them can survive this time.

Gongsun Wulong suddenly flung the short sword away, flicked his five fingers with his left hand, and continuously struck out with the Sunflower Acupuncture Technique. His right hand launched a silent sneak attack, which looked like the Sunflower Acupuncture Technique, but in reality, the force was a mixture of ice and fire, like flames within ice.

Formless Demon Finger - Netherworld Annihilation!

This is a move modified by Gongsun Wulong based on the Wuxiang Jiezhi (Formless Finger of Calamity). It has the silent, stealthy, and unparalleled speed of the Wuxiang Jiezhi, while also possessing the sinister power to burn away life force and corrode flesh, making it the perfect choice for sneak attacks and assassinations.

Gongsun Wulong knew that Li Zhaoting was extremely fast and that the Ziwei Soft Sword was unpredictable. He could not use his sword to block, but as long as the sword and blade collided, he could use the force to bend the blade and use it as a flail to stab towards Gongsun Wulong's eyebrows and eyes.

Instead of attacking with weapons, use the black iron dagger as bait. While the force of the sword clash is still dissipating, suddenly change your move and kill with a single finger!

Given Gongsun Wulong's personality, how could he possibly miss the Formless Finger Technique when he went to the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository to look through the secret manuals?

The Formless Calamity Technique is formless and invisible, seemingly without any movement, yet it can ignite wooden pieces out of thin air, leaving behind charred foundations, making it invincible for sneak attacks and assassinations.

The modified version, "Formless Demon Finger," not only makes the moves even more agile and swift, but also abandons compassion, increasing its destructive power fivefold, and can be launched in rapid succession with each of the five fingers in rotation.

Gongsun Wulong's right hand was like a revolver, continuously firing out Netherworld Finger Force, while his left hand moved like the wind, launching sneak attacks with the Sunflower Acupuncture Technique. This skill of dual dexterity was not difficult for Gongsun Wulong at all.

Li Zhaoting held his sword horizontally across his chest, slashing outwards as if swatting away flies, creating a long, flowing purple river.

The sword energy was like clouds and mist, like the morning glow, like the warm sun, like the misty purple aura, like a vast expanse of brocade. The ethereal sword energy condensed into clouds, and no matter how insidious Gongsun Wulong's finger strength was, as long as it reached three feet in front of Li Zhaoting, it would quickly dissipate without a trace, like snow meeting the warm sun.

This is a unique move created by Li Zhaoting after sparring with Master Damu. It combines Master Damu's morning purple aura with pure yang qi and the Kasaya Subduing Demon Technique, along with the Ziwei Soft Sword. It is a defensive move that allows him to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out.

It appears simple and direct, relying on brute force to overpower others, but in reality, its techniques are exquisite, its internal energy pure, and its variations subtle.

"If this child is not eliminated, I will surely die!"

Fear surged through Gongsun Wulong's mind. The wicked old demon was extremely cowardly and would tremble at the slightest sound. When fear reached its extreme, it would turn into anger, and anger would become an overwhelming fighting force.

I will die!
I will be killed!
I will die at the hands of this young man!
His deep-seated paranoia erupted to its peak in an instant. His gray hair and beard stood on end, Gongsun Wulong's face turned blood red, and his figure transformed into an elusive afterimage, spinning wildly around Li Zhaoting.

No matter how many divine skills and secret techniques he learned, Gongsun Wulong was always most familiar with the Sunflower School's mental techniques. He had practiced the complete set of Shaolin finger techniques and incorporated the essence of these techniques into the Sunflower Acupoint Strike, making his finger strength profound and unparalleled.

Sunflowers condense into emptiness, all things return to stillness!

Wherever the finger force went, it seemed to freeze the void, silencing all sounds, and everything around lost its color, with only hundreds of finger forces roaring in like a death storm.

All 365 acupoints on Li Zhaoting's body are within attack range, and each finger contains immense internal force capable of tearing apart meridians, shattering bones, and destroying internal organs.

"Die! Die! Die! Die!"

Gongsun Wulong felt an unprecedented fear, a fear far greater than when he first faced the great heroes of Guanzhong.

When Gongsun Wulong first started out, he was just a lackey. His opponent was a renowned swordsman in Guanzhong. By kowtowing to him and saying a few nice words, he could save his life.

What's the situation now?
Gongsun Wulong was very clever. This can be seen from his attempt to steal the tortoise shell divine skill. He knew his own shortcomings, knew how to use schemes and strategies, and was very good at using tactics.

How could such a person not know his infamous reputation in the underworld? How could he not know that he was a notorious villain despised by both the righteous and the wicked?
Anyone who encounters Gongsun Wulong will not let him go if they can kill him.

The righteous path would kill him to gain fame.

The underworld would kill him in exchange for the bounty.

Gray Path is both famous and offers bounties.

The more intense the fear, the more frightened Gongsun Wulong became, driven to utter madness by the fear of being an enemy of the world.

Li Zhaoting strolled leisurely, wielding his sword with ease. With each turn of his blade, he could sever dozens of finger strikes, and with each step he took, he closed the distance by three feet.

Under Gongsun Wulong's demonic, terrified, and frantic gaze, Li Zhaoting walked within three feet of him, and suddenly thrust out the Ziwei Soft Sword, aiming at his dantian.

The tortoise shell's divine ability can defend against acupoint strikes and block the sword energy of a flick of the finger, but it cannot stop true divine weapons.

The sword tip was as light as a feather, yet as heavy as Mount Tai, like a dragon roaring in the heavens. Gongsun Wulong's eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly grabbed at Ji Wubing with his left hand, wanting to use him as a human shield. Unexpectedly, the Ji brothers were exceptionally cunning. Having witnessed Li Zhaoting's superb swordsmanship, they immediately dodged more than ten feet away.

If they weren't worried about Gongsun Wulong's retaliation, they would have fled long ago and wouldn't have lingered for even a moment.

With just a slight obstruction, Gongsun Wulong's speed slowed down for a moment. The Ziwei Soft Sword tilted upwards, and a foot-long, gruesome wound appeared on Gongsun Wulong's chest.

Fresh blood gushed out, and the internal organs could be vaguely seen.

Just as Li Zhaoting was about to deliver the finishing blow, he saw a cunning glint flash in Gongsun Wulong's eyes, and his raised right thumb suddenly slammed down: "Go to hell!"

Finger techniques and sword fingers emphasize flexibility, mostly using the index and middle fingers to make moves, with very few moves using the thumb.

Gongsun Wulong's pressing with his thumb subconsciously reminds one of the "Three Entries into Hell" of the Maha Finger. Gongsun Wulong knows the Flower Finger and the Formless Finger, which clearly shows that he has been to the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Pavilion. There is no reason why he would not know the Maha Finger.

However, this is definitely not the Mahā-jiā!
Compared to this finger technique, the Maha Finger is like a fledgling bird just starting out in the woods. Gongsun Wulong's finger technique is actually the strongest finger technique of Shaolin - One Finger Zen!
Shaolin's vast collection of martial arts manuals is richest in fist and foot techniques, and among fist and foot techniques, finger techniques are the most abundant, with at least eight finger techniques that are no less than Dali's One-Finger Divine Skill.

The most difficult to learn, the most promising, and the most powerful finger technique is the One-Finger Zen Skill. Because it is so difficult to learn, some eminent monks have even suggested removing the One-Finger Zen Skill from the list of the Seventy-Two Ultimate Skills. It has been passed down for hundreds of years and thousands of skilled monks. Among them, two exceptionally talented monks mastered the One-Finger Zen Skill within forty years.

Talent, foundation, perseverance, and opportunity are all indispensable. To master the One-Finger Zen skill, one must dedicate the youngest, most beautiful, most vibrant, and most energetic decades of one's life. After mastering it, one becomes an old monk with white beard and eyebrows, and the desire to achieve great things is completely gone. One can only stay in the mountains to cultivate Buddhism.

To be honest, the One-Finger Zen Technique is very suitable for Master Damu; the more talented a person is, the more they will resist it.

Geniuses are all arrogant.

Who would be willing to practice a finger technique for forty years?

Gongsun Wulong agreed.

He is willing to give his time and energy; he is willing to give anything as long as the power is strong enough.

Including—luring the enemy with one's own body!
One-Finger Zen Skill: All Dharmas Return to One!

Driven by a sixty-year-long legacy of killing, armed with blood-stained hands, and fueled by the terrifying fear of seeing enemies everywhere, Gongsun Wulong's spirit and energy were burning fiercely, his true essence nearly boiling.

There is no compassionate salvation, a wake-up call, or morning and evening bells of the supreme Buddhist arts; there is only the most refined, pure, demonic, and evil fierceness, bloodlust, malevolence, and killing intent. There is no Buddha's light shining everywhere; there is only the most extreme destruction!
Gongsun Wulong concentrated all his energy and spirit into this one finger. Once this move was used, he would be completely exhausted. Even if he killed Li Zhaoting, he would need to recuperate for three or four years.

Given the Ji brothers' personalities, they would probably kidnap and sell Gongsun Wulong as soon as he fell.

Gongsun Wulong knew that his apprentices were ungrateful bastards and was always on guard against them. However, the pressure from Li Zhaoting was too great, so he had no choice but to go all out and fight with all his might, daring not to hold back in the slightest.

Even if I die, I will perish with you!

The Purple Rose Soft Sword pointed towards the fingertip.

The finger force, imbued with all of Gongsun Wulong's demonic intent, not only failed to suppress the flexible yet powerful sword, but instead felt as if the sword's edge were a pillar supporting the sky, its energy existing since time immemorial.

Gongsun Wulong was horrified to discover that an overwhelming surge of righteous energy was flowing upwards, running along his fingertips and forcefully entering the meridians of his arm, wreaking havoc.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Gongsun Wulong was like a wild beast that had fallen into a trap and was at its wit's end, or a gambler who had lost everything and was bankrupt, trembling all over and his face was ashen.

The sword light, like the Yangtze River, surged into Gongsun Wulong's body, shattering his meridians, destroying his dantian, and ruining the foundation of his martial arts.

"What...what kind of sword technique is this...?"

"This sword was created by comprehending the righteous energy of heaven and earth. At the same time as the sword technique was created, the sword marks condensed into a name."

Supreme Heavenly Sword - Sword Blood and Fleeting Life!

"Good...good swordsmanship...that little fellow was right, you really did cure my illness!"

Gongsun Wulong smiled wryly: "Excellent~"

Before he could finish speaking, Gongsun Wulong turned into a bloody mist.

"Get out of here! We're not doing a losing business!"

Without saying a word, Ji Wuli turned and tried to run away.

Li Zhaoting snorted coldly, waved his sword, and Ji Wuli ran forward, but his head stopped.

"Snapped!"

Ji's head fell limply to the ground.

"Hero, please spare my life! Hero, please spare my life!"

Ji Wubing knelt down, tears streaming down his face, begging for mercy.

(End of this chapter)