Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 503 Supreme Heavenly Sword VS Peerless Madman
Li Chenzhou was persuaded by Ju Xiushan.

With Liu Suifeng not by his side, Li Chenzhou couldn't resist Ju Xiushan's impassioned speech. His passion was ignited by Ju Xiushan's speech, and he longed for a fierce battle.

Ju Xiushan's oratory skills weren't particularly strong, but he was well-versed in human nature, knew how to cater to people's preferences, and could guess Li Chenzhou's thoughts and ideas, which naturally made him invincible.

Liu Suifeng could also do these things, and he could do them a hundred times more smoothly than Ju Xiushan. However, from the moment Li Chenzhou decided to raise an army, Liu Suifeng had to speak frankly and offer his advice.

When facing Li Chenzhou, the leader of the Power Gang, Liu Suifeng could coax him and sacrifice the gang's interests. As long as Li Chenzhou was happy, he could ignore everything else.

Facing Li Chenzhou, who reigns supreme, Liu Suifeng must prioritize the interests of the Power Gang and ensure that every move he makes yields benefits; he cannot act impulsively.

Li Chenzhou felt that Liu Suifeng had changed; he was no longer as passionate and enterprising as before, and he was now timid and hesitant in his actions. Little did he know that it wasn't Liu Suifeng who had changed, but rather the power structure of the faction.

From being the second-in-command of a gang to becoming the chief strategist of a rebel army, Liu Suifeng is bound to undergo a change.

Liu Suifeng is under tremendous pressure.

Before the rebellion, he thought the world was within his grasp.

Only after the rebellion did they realize that the road ahead was bleak.

Liu Suifeng is the king of spies, but which rebel king's second-in-command only knows petty tricks?

Let alone those famous figures, just consider Song Jiang, Fang La, Wang Qing, and Tian Hu—weren't they all rich in talent and strategists? Didn't they all have proud and fierce generals under their command? The power factions had plenty of talent reserves in the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world), but when it came to raising an army and rebelling, they really didn't have any talent!
Training troops, forging weapons, farming, pacifying the people, commanding battles, conquering cities and seizing territories, charging into battle...

There isn't a single one of these talented people!

Among the "Nine Heavens, Ten Earths, Nineteen Human Demons," there is a highly skilled horseman, Iron Cavalry God Demon, who excels at leading cavalry charges. He has six disciples under his command and trains over two hundred cavalrymen.

He sounds quite skilled, but in reality, of the six disciples, some used saddles, some used cowhide whips, and only two were proficient in spears.

This is a joke!

When cavalry charges, they either use long weapons or double-edged weapons. Who the hell charges in with a saddle?

As it turns out, this guy wasn't very capable.

Xiao Qiushui easily eliminated the Iron Cavalry Demon.

The most valuable talent in the Power Gang, who should have been training cavalry commanders, was killed by Xiao Qiushui in just a few moves, and Li Chenzhou showed no reaction to it.

It wasn't until the formal uprising that he realized how many talented people he had missed. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. So, Li Chenzhou stopped thinking about it and passed the problem on to Liu Suifeng.

Fifth Brother will definitely have a way to solve the problem!
The fifth brother is the invincible king of spies!

……

Dali.

Xiao Feng and Li Zhaoting led their troops into battle.

Xiao Feng led an expedition against the Baiyi tribe, who were the most active in the tribe.

Li Zhaoting led his men to attack the Five Poisons Sect, first eliminating the traitors, and then going on to attack the surrounding Miao villages.

The old master Lan, his face full of resentment, went to war with the army.

His capture has ruined his lifelong reputation.

First, they lacked control over the sects; second, they misjudged the situation. Anyone with eyes could see that the Power Gang was doomed to defeat. As soon as the Song Dynasty delegation arrived, the two sides would join forces and the Power Gang would be wiped out in an instant.

Unexpectedly, under these circumstances, someone actually helped the Power Gang cause trouble. When Elder Lan saw the traitor, he was so angry that he almost fainted.

Are you tired of living?
Do you know who my son-in-law is?

My son-in-law will arrive in Dali the day after tomorrow!
This is the kind of death you can ask for!
Because it was so unexpected, the traitors successfully seized the Five Poisons Sect, kidnapped the old leader Lan, and after Xiao Feng rescued the old leader Lan, they each ran away with the gold and silver.

These people only knew about the Five Poisons Sect's storeroom, but knew almost nothing about the sect's secret treasure trove.

After years of hard work, they haven't taken any benefits, only gold and silver jewelry. What's the point?

The more Elder Lan thought about it, the more frustrated he felt.

When he was brutally beaten by Li Zhaoting, it was because he was inferior in skill and deserved to be beaten. His son-in-law was a first-rate hero with superb martial arts skills, so it was an honor for him to be beaten.

You can brag to people later: I survived three punches and two kicks from Li Zhaoting, can you do that?

Being betrayed and captured by a group of greedy, short-sighted, and mentally unstable individuals was a lifelong humiliation for the old master Lan, who had to walk with his head down.

That's so damn embarrassing!

Li Zhaoting quickly pieced together what had happened.

During the Miao Jiang Grand Ceremony, Ding Chunqiu was killed and the Xingxiu Sect disciples were taken prisoner. The old leader of the Lan Sect took a liking to the clever A Zi and put her in charge of the Xingxiu Sect disciples, making them build roads, move stones, and work until they died.

Azi had no feelings for her fellow disciples. In order to gain power, she exploited the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect. She forced them to do hard labor while interrogating them for martial arts manuals. All the manuals she obtained were offered to the old leader of the Lan Sect.

Years later, these Xingxiu Sect disciples were either tortured to death by Azi or had their edges worn down, becoming emaciated and looking like skeletons.

There were also some stewards who became high-ranking elders.

The power of the three great skills of the Starry Constellation Sect is too strong. Who can withstand flattery and sycophancy?
With the help of these people, Liu Suifeng successfully recruited several elders. The reason was simple: as long as Elder Lan lives, you will never be able to turn things around.

Liu Suifeng coldly analyzed: "As long as Elder Lan is alive, the Five Poisons Sect will be his sole authority. Even if he does nothing but go to the countryside to plant flowers and grow grass, he can regain power with just one word!"
No one can rival Master Lan.

Of course you know the reason!

The son-in-law of the old master Lan is Li Zhaoting!

An unparalleled powerhouse you can never defeat!
Partnering with the Power Gang is the only chance.

I'll risk my life for this.

Success! You are elders with real power, not mere puppets in name only. You have no emperor emeritus above you.

Failure is just death, what is there to fear?
Do you want to be suppressed for the rest of your lives?

Do you want your descendants to live in the shadow of the Lan family forever? Li Zhaoting will live for at least another eighty or ninety years, enough to suppress four generations of your family!
Four generations!

You have no chance of turning things around!

Liu Suifeng's words were very deceptive.

Li Zhaoting never interfered in Miao affairs. Elder Lan was not a power-hungry person. Lan Fenghuang's child would definitely inherit Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship. How could he possibly return to Miao to fight for power and profit? Isn't the glamorous world of the Central Plains good enough? Who would want to associate with snakes, insects, rats, and ants when they have nothing better to do?
However, on the other hand...

Li Zhaoting doesn't want to get involved, but that doesn't mean he can't.

The fact that Master Lan is not power-hungry does not mean he is powerless.

In the unlikely event that Li Zhaoting and Lan Fenghuang's child is a prodigy in Gu magic, given Li Zhaoting's martial arts skills and Lan Fenghuang's status in Miao territory, a single word from them could make the child the leader of the sect, a position that would be passed down through generations.

Whether things are good or bad is not important.

The situation is dire, but that's not important.

Importantly, when Liu Suifeng laid out his threats clearly, they became interested.

What happened next is self-evident.

The old master of the Blue Sect was captured alive.

He Yushou was seriously injured and fled.

Ah Zi, that clever little devil, had already run away with the Divine Wood Cauldron. The Xingxiu Sect disciples wanted to capture Ah Zi, cut her into a thousand pieces, and avenge their grievances, but they only found a few vicious traps and lost five or six people for nothing.

After hearing the details, Li Zhaoting patted Elder Lan on the shoulder: "Father-in-law! I think you've been too kind, and people are taking advantage of you!"

The old master Lan sighed, "As people get old, they always become nostalgic and can't be ruthless anymore!"

As they were talking, the guards arrived at the Five Poisons Sect.

The mission's guard consisted of eight hundred men.

Li Zhaoting took four hundred men with him, with Guan Da and Ma Feng as commanders. Zhong Yuan and Zhuo Yong stayed in Dali to protect Li Xunhuan's safety. After all, the third-ranked scholar was a frail scholar and needed a large army to protect him.

The old leader of the Five Poisons Sect stepped forward and shouted, "Listen up, people of the Five Poisons Sect! Lay down your weapons, kneel down and surrender! Those who surrender will be forgiven for their past transgressions, but those who resist will not be spared by the sect's rules, even if I wanted to spare them!"

The Fifth Elder angrily rebuked, "You surnamed Lan! You really want to sell Miao territory to the Han people! You traitor! Miao territory belongs to the Miao people, and outsiders have no right to interfere!"

Li Zhaoting's face darkened: "Fifth Elder, I am a son-in-law of Miao territory. Does that mean a son-in-law is an outsider?"

The Fifth Elder sneered, "Son-in-law? You bastard, everyone in the world is a father-in-law, what are you if not an outsider? If you want to be a son-in-law of Miao territory, you can come and marry into our family!"

"So there's nothing to talk about?"

"We'd rather die than retreat!"

"Then go to hell!"

Li Zhaoting flew towards the Fifth Elder, his figure instantly multiplying into dozens of clones, which were the Shadow Clone Techniques.

When Li Zhaoting first debuted, he was able to chase after and beat up the elders of the Five Poisons Sect, let alone now.

The Fifth Elder did not retreat even half a step; he must have something to rely on.

Sure enough, just as Li Zhaoting formed a sword with his fingers and unleashed his sword energy towards the Fifth Elder, a palm strike with the force to scorch mountains and boil seas, and whose explosive power surpassed even that of volcanic lava, slammed into Li Zhaoting.

Mysterious Black Gold Palm!
The one who made the move was Yan Kuangtu, the "Lone Warrior Under Heaven"!

The Xuan Tian Wu Jin Zhang was originally a martial art used for torture and interrogation. It can burn the eight extraordinary meridians, causing unbearable pain comparable to being slowly sliced ​​to death.

After being modified and perfected by Yan Kuangtu, the power of this palm technique has been increased several times. Its extremely powerful palm force, which is extremely yang and strong, is even stronger than the Mighty Dragon Palm. Even if it were to clash with Xiao Feng's Dragon Subduing Palm, it could still fight to a standstill.

Li Zhaoting was prepared. If the Power Gang caused trouble, Yan Kuangtu would inevitably intervene.

The reason is simple.

Li Chenzhou is the biological son of Yan Kuangtu.

That's right, Li Chenzhou's surname is not Li, nor is he a descendant of the Li Tang dynasty. His father was Yan Kuangtu.

However, Yan Kuangtu is obsessed with martial arts and disregards his family and children, offending people everywhere and making enemies all over the world. How could Li Chenzhou reveal this?

In the Battle of Wuyi Mountain, Yan Kuangtu was seriously injured. He fought his way out of the encirclement and recovered from his injuries with the Wuji Immortal Pill. However, his power was greatly reduced, to only half of his peak strength. As he grew older, he couldn't help but envy the joy of family life.

Given Yan Kuangtu's arrogance, he would not take the initiative to seek out Li Chenzhou. Liu Suifeng learned of this by chance and took the initiative to act as a go-between, asking Yan Kuangtu to hold off Li Zhaoting. He said that Li Zhaoting was the number one genius in the martial arts world, and wondered if the senior's ability to fight alone could defeat Wushang Tianjian.

Yan Kuangtu originally only wanted to do something for his child, but upon hearing that the number one genius of the martial arts world had arrived, his fighting spirit, which had been suppressed for more than ten years, erupted like a volcano and could no longer be suppressed.

"Li Zhaoting, let's fight!"

Yan Kuangtu was tall and had disheveled hair. His hands were engulfed in flames as he unleashed a three-legged golden crow.

Mysterious Black Gold Palm!
"Yan Kuangtu? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Li Zhaoting flicked his finger, drawing his twin swords. Hundreds of sword energies emanated from his body, which swirled like a fish within the sword energy, the purple and green swords moving at his will.

"This is the Heavenly Sword? Watch me smash you to pieces!"

"With the power you gained from taking drugs?"

Li Zhaoting knew that Yan Kuangtu was no martial artist like Xuzhu or Duan Yu who relied purely on luck. While the effect of the Wuji Immortal Pill was undeniable, ninety percent of Yan Kuangtu's martial arts skills came from his comprehension; he could create his own martial arts techniques in his teens.

Li Zhaoting spoke like this only to test Yan Kuangtu's magnanimity and see if he would get angry.

Yan Kuangtu was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed triumphantly: "The geniuses of the martial world, in addition to innate talents such as aptitude and comprehension, also have good fortune. The fact that I was able to obtain the Limitless Immortal Pill shows that I have great good fortune."

"What insightful! What magnanimous! What a kind heart!"

"You little rascal, you're quite amusing. It's been a long time since I've seen such a low-quality psychological tactic. Kid, if you want to defeat my fists, talking won't work!"

"Then see if this move is good enough!"

The green sword flashed and disappeared, as fast as lightning.

Tianjie: A Stunning Journey!

The fastest sword technique that Li Zhaoting mastered in his lifetime was his complete understanding of "fast sword." When he made the move, not even his wrist or the blade could be seen; only a fleeting glimpse of blue light remained, a swan-like sight that was hard to grasp.

Yan Kuangtu pointed his fingers together to form a sword and unleashed a burst of sword energy.

He also used a fast sword, and his strength and speed were in no way inferior to Li Zhaoting's. His skill was pure and profound, and he showed no signs of being seriously injured or having greatly lost his skill.

For a martial artist of Yan Kuangtu's caliber, the increase or decrease of his skill level is not important; he values ​​his understanding of martial arts more.

Of course, in terms of strength, Yan Kuangtu is obviously weaker than before. This is not because his power has been reduced, but because he has lost his arrogance of fighting against the world and the heavens.

The former Yan Kuangtu was a reckless and unruly madman, a true madman.

After years of recuperation, Yan Kuangtu's madness and ferocity have been greatly reduced. He may seem arrogant and domineering, but he has become more reserved and holds back when making moves.

Being unrestrained is certainly not a good thing. Just like the wild Zen masters in Buddhism, there will eventually be a moment of enlightenment.

However, this does not belong to Yan Kuangtu.

Yan Kuangtu is the number one madman in the martial arts world. He has unparalleled arrogance and a heroic spirit to fight against heaven and earth. Even if he fights alone in the world, he will kill until rivers of blood flow.

Li Zhaoting was slightly disappointed.

Sensing Li Zhaoting's disappointment, Yan Kuangtu asked with dissatisfaction, "Kid, do you look down on me?"

Li Zhaoting sneered: "I hope my opponent is the madman Yan who fights alone in the world, a peerless madman who kills gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons, evil spirits, monsters, and ghosts!"

You think I'm not arrogant enough!

"This place isn't suitable for a battlefield, Yan Kuangtu. If you have the guts, let's find another battlefield, somewhere where no one will bother us, and have a battle that will shake the heavens and the earth!"

"Hmph! You dare to challenge my courage?"

"You talk too much nonsense, do you dare?"

"Good! Good! Good! I wouldn't dare be such a coward!"

Yan Kuangtu thought to himself, "There really is such a madman in the world. He truly deserves to be called the number one genius. He is indeed a man of real talent."

Li Zhaoting, surrounded by sword light, flew away swiftly, with Yan Kuangtu in hot pursuit. The two strode quickly to a desolate mountain wilderness, with cliffs above and waterfalls and streams below, and no one in sight for miles around.

"Clap!"

Li Zhaoting landed lightly on the cliff.

"Boom!"

Yan Kuangtu fell like a meteor from the sky, stirring up dust and smoke.

The two exchanged a glance, then laughed wildly, both brimming with heroic spirit, their blood boiling, and their fighting spirit burning like fire.

Li Zhaoting thrust his sword at Yan Kuangtu's chest and abdomen. Yan Kuangtu countered with his fists, exchanging blows with Li Zhaoting. The two exchanged hundreds of blows in an instant.

At the summit of a desolate mountain, waterfalls roared like thunder, and streams thundered, yet they could not suppress two bursts of wild laughter that shook the heavens.

The moment the two clashed, it was earth-shattering!
Yan Kuangtu was exceptionally gifted and had extraordinary comprehension. He could learn his enemies' martial arts in the heat of battle and was proficient in the unique skills of Shaolin and Wudang. He once envisioned the fusion of Buddhism and Taoism.

Zhu Xiawu's "Shaowu Zhenjing" is based on the core concepts of Yan Kuangtu, and is not entirely his own creation.

However, although it was not his own creation, he brought Yan Kuangtu's philosophy to its extreme, integrating Shaolin martial arts into a single punch and Wudang martial arts into a single palm strike. With each punch and palm strike, he easily killed Yan Kuangtu and his son!
This could be considered a kind of dark humor!

During his recovery, Yan Kuangtu integrated all the martial arts he had learned in his life. His fists moved with a power that was no longer just the Xuan Tian Wu Jin Palm, but incorporated the fierceness of Shaolin Vajra Fist and the gentleness of Wudang Cotton Palm.

Where the fist passed, the air twisted like boiling water, and golden flames intertwined with the fierce and unparalleled qi, like a blazing sun exploding between Yan Kuangtu's fists.

Before the force of the punch even arrived, the scorching air waves caused the waterfall to steam, the rocks on the cliff edge to crack and splinter, and the waterfall split apart.

"Well done!"

Li Zhaoting's sharpness surged, and he drew both swords simultaneously.

The Purple Rose Soft Sword, already agile and versatile, is now even more light and elegant, tracing profound and mysterious paths. Its moves are perfectly natural, embodying the essence of the Yue Maiden Swordplay.

—Like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.

Each strike is an arc, but when it falls, it becomes a straight thrust. The sword light is ever-changing, not going straight, but weaving, turning, and thrusting, aiming at Yan Kuangtu's vital points from the most unbelievable angles. All 365 acupoints of Yan Kuangtu are targets of the sword tip.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sword energy and the fist energy collided to create a formless sonic aura.

Sometimes it is a sharp, piercing clang of metal against metal.

Sometimes it's a dull, thunderous burst of energy.

The cliff trembled, and pebbles rained down.

The rocks beneath their feet could not withstand the terrifying force and collapsed suddenly, causing the two figures to fall. Even as they fell, they continued their frantic attack, creating a cataclysmic battle.

Under Li Zhaoting's control, the Purple and Green Twin Swords sometimes resembled two dragons emerging from the sea, frantically attacking, and sometimes resembled the yin and yang poles, cycling back and forth, cutting, dividing, and guiding Yan Kuangtu's violent offensive, and then piercing through layers of energy with sharp sword energy, piercing through the nine heavens with a single sword strike.

Tianxuan·Zhenyue
It is as heavy as a mountain, covering all directions.

The Green Chain Sword, seemingly slow but actually fast, pierced towards Yan Kuangtu like a collapsing pillar of heaven. The area within several feet was as viscous as mercury, requiring ten or even a hundred times the effort to move.

"Such powerful sword energy! This feels so good!"

Yan Kuangtu roared excitedly. Under the influence of Li Zhaoting's sword intent, Yan Kuangtu rediscovered the passion of his youth when he fought alone against the world. He didn't think about the Power Gang or the rights and wrongs of the world. He just wanted to have a good fight.

The most dangerous battle in Yan Kuangtu's life should be the Battle of Wuyi Mountain. Hundreds of experts from dozens of sects in the Central Plains rushed forward, and the battle turned the world upside down. Yan Kuangtu was seriously injured, and all his muscles and bones were damaged.

This battle was a very satisfying and brutal affair.

More than a decade later, Master Tianzheng of Shaolin Temple was still proud of this, saying that he had faced off against Yan Kuangtu head-on for fifteen moves, using softness to overcome hardness and attack to attack.

For Yan Kuangtu, this battle was certainly exhilarating in its carnage, but it didn't feel truly satisfying. From the start to the end of the battle, there was no opponent who was evenly matched with Yan Kuangtu, no martial arts skills that impressed him, only encirclement and attack, and only changes in numbers.

Tianzheng can consider this battle as a victory.

Yan Kuangtu won't do that!
This battle was neither exciting nor exhilarating; on the contrary, it was somewhat frustrating. Only after meeting Li Zhaoting today did Yan Kuangtu realize what the intense battle he had been looking forward to all his life was really like, and he became completely immersed in the battle.

All the rights and wrongs, grudges, fame and fortune, and even his own son Li Chenzhou were thrown to the back of Yan Kuangtu's mind.

Yan Kuangtu only wanted to go all out and use this earth-shattering battle as his farewell ceremony. Apart from making and finishing moves, he had no other thoughts in his mind.

I don't want to say a single word.

The left hand, embracing the most yang and powerful fist force, is the Shaolin Vajra Fist; the right hand, storing internal strength while displaying external softness, is the Wudang Cotton Palm. Yin and yang, strength and softness, can be used at will.

Shaolin boxing, Wudang palm techniques.

Buddhism and Taoism merge, and Shaowu Zhenjing (a martial arts manual) is created.

The fist, palm, and two swords clashed violently, the extremely violent internal force splitting the stream and revealing the silt at the bottom. Li Zhaoting swung his sword in the process, and droplets of water transformed into sword energy.

The water god is furious!
How can the four elements of Heaven exist without water?
(End of this chapter)