Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 54 Miss Wang, did you see clearly?

The person who loves to trick their apprentice the most is none other than their own crazy master, because he's not quite right in the head.

It could be that he went mad while practicing the Longevity Technique, or that he suffered a severe brain injury when he was young, or that he has a natural tendency to force others to do things against their will, or that he has childhood trauma.

Anyway, it's just a bit... weird!

Li Zhaoting has a very peaceful personality, unlike the troublemakers in the martial arts world like Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang. Most of the enemies he encountered at the beginning of his career were related to his master.

The same applies to romantic luck!
Feng Suzhen chose her husband through a martial arts contest.

Blue Phoenix is a mission from the sect.

The Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult was deliberately framed by her master.

Even his trip to Suzhou was to complete a mission from his sect: to challenge Bai Yujing to a sword duel.

Master, are you out of your mind?

You've screwed me over! Who's going to take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die?

To whom will you pass on your mantle?
To whom will you pass on your treasures, divine weapons, and elixirs?

Li Zhaoting was lost in thought, and Wang Yuyan, who was adept at reading people, was also feeling a flutter in her heart.

The two exchanged a glance out of the corner of their eye, then quickly dodged away.

Bao Butong, with his raspy voice, argued, perfectly concealing all his underhanded actions—what a great teammate!
"Li Zhaoting, do you want to fight?"

“Bao Butong, Mr. Bao San, Murong Fu wouldn’t last three moves against me. How many moves can you withstand?”

"A scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days' absence. Mr. Bao has loved fighting all his life. I'm not afraid of you!"

Bao Butong rested his right hand on the sword hilt!

"No, no, the one who loves fighting the most isn't Mr. Bao San, but me, Feng Bo'e, Li Zhaoting. Let that Feng fellow learn from your superior skills! Hey!"

Feng Bo'e leaped down from the treetop, drew his sword mid-air, and slashed at Li Zhaoting.

Feng Bo is disgusting and knows he is no match for Li Zhaoting. He only hopes to exchange a few more blows so that Wang Yuyan can see through Li Zhaoting's fighting style and then give Murong Fu some pointers.

This move was not truly for the sake of fighting, but rather for a follow-up plan. Logically, he should have launched a surprise attack and launched a series of attacks, but Feng Bo'e was too upright and honest, and even with a steel knife at his head, he would never be willing to launch a sneak attack.

To reiterate, Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e are suited to be wandering heroes or street urchins, not to the business of rebellion and chaos. They chose the wrong profession.

Li Zhaoting closed his folding fan and took out his jade flute.

The jade flute, with its gentle melody, pointed towards the turbulent winds and waves.

Purple Mansion Divine Flute!

The rarest, most exquisite, and most elegant flute technique in the martial arts world. Among the martial arts techniques that use the jade flute as a weapon, there are either sword techniques or acupoint striking methods. Only the Purple Mansion Divine Flute is the rarest flute technique, which makes full use of the characteristics of the jade flute. The moves are accompanied by music, which can both confuse the enemy and assist the pure Yang energy.

When the attack is made, air flows through the holes, producing a rhythmic sound, like poetry, prose, the roar of the ocean, a waterfall cascading down three thousand feet, the heroic spirit of the late Han Dynasty, or a ray of moonlight in the Tang Dynasty. Pure Yang Qi flows outside the body, as if turning sunlight into a cloak to be draped over the body, dispelling all conspiracies and evil spirits.

No matter if one has a guilty conscience, poison in their hands, or their internal energy cultivation method is accompanied by cold energy, it will all be restrained by the protective energy. Spring will come and flowers will bloom on the earth, and the warm sun will dispel the remaining snow.

Looking at it from any angle, Wang Yuyan couldn't discern a trace of martial arts technique. She only felt that it was a paintbrush depicting a historical scroll or writing poems and songs.

Enveloped by the jade flute, Feng Bo'e could clearly feel the exquisite, beautiful, and precise martial arts techniques, each move aimed at his vital points.

What kind of martial arts is this?
Does such a bizarre and unique skill exist in the martial arts world?
The recluse of Sanhe has long since passed away. Apart from elderly martial arts practitioners in their seventies or eighties, or his successors, who knows about the Purple Mansion Divine Flute? There are almost no written records.

Back then, Sanhe Yishi roamed the martial world. People in the martial world feared poisonous skills such as the Blood-Melting Blade and the Bone-Corroding Palm, and they also feared the Pure Yang Qi. But they did not have the Jade Flute.

To most people, the jade flute is an instrument for cultivating one's character; how could it be used as a weapon?

As a weapon, you use an iron flute!

Huang Yaoshi later switched to using an iron flute!

"Clap!"

The storm raged, and he lay limply down.

Li Zhaoting put away his jade flute and unfolded his folding fan.

Bao Butong asked in a low voice, "Miss Wang, did you see it clearly? What kind of martial arts is this kid using? This guy is too strange, I can't see it at all."

Wang Yuyan frowned: "It is said that those involved are confused while bystanders see clearly. Young Master Li was an accident. Bystanders were all misled, while those involved have a real understanding."

"I'll go test his skills!"

"Brother Bao, don't be impulsive. Young Master Li's forte is swordsmanship, but he only used the jade flute and easily defeated Brother Feng with dance-like movements. If he continues to use the jade flute against you, what can I possibly see?"

"I can find a way to provoke him!"

Bao Butong is very confident in his ability to cause trouble.

Wang Yuyan shook her head.

Unless you find a master who is evenly matched with Li Zhaoting, even someone with the all-seeing eye that can see through mountains and rivers will not be able to figure out his methods.

This is not the normal way of fighting.

It is neither the righteous path, nor the demonic path, nor the heretical path; it is a path that deviates from the norm. Wang Yuyan has seen similar paths before, for a full five years.

This kind of approach cannot be "seen".

One must fight Li Zhaoting, risking one's life and fighting with all one's might, only when the battle reaches its most intense moment can one truly grasp the essence of martial arts amidst life and death.

Simply watching without actually playing is no different from attending a concert or watching a stage play; it's easy to be all talk and no action.

Azhu mustered her courage and said, "Young Master Li, I apologize to you on behalf of Brother Feng. Please forgive my rudeness and release Brother Feng's pressure points."

"Easy to say!"

Li Zhaoting waved his hand and pointed two fingers.

Sunflower Acupoint Release Technique!
The storm has passed, and the evil has retreated obediently.

Wang Yuyan's eyes lit up: "Brother Bao, the acupoint release technique he used is the Sunflower Acupoint Strike of the Sunflower School. It is said to have been taught by an immortal and is skilled in acupoint release."

"Which immortal is so bored?"

"He might be a contrarian."

Abi jokingly teased Bao Bukong.

Bao Butong gave a soft hum, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Li Zhaoting said, "I am a guest and cannot do anything that would overshadow the host. If you have any conflicts, I can be impartial and guarantee that there will be no bias."

"What if there is bias?"

"Then let Mr. Bao curse me to death!"

"No, no. Even if Young Master Li is fair, just and selfless, I will still find fault with you and scold you. If you are unhappy, you can beat me up."

"Really? Then I'll beat them up first!"

Li Zhaoting deliberately tested Wang Yuyan's judgment.

They pointed their fingers together to form a sword and aimed it at Bao Butong.

Bamboo Shadow Sword Technique!

One of the most exquisite, flexible, and harmonious sword techniques in the martial arts world, it is said to have originated from the female sword goddess A Qing during the Spring and Autumn Period. It was summarized by a master swordsman based on a wisp of A Qing's sword energy.

Aqing was born with a sword-like spirit and was given a divine sword by heaven. Her swordsmanship came from a spirit ape, and her moves were agile and natural, without any trace of carving or chiseling. Her sword intent was in harmony with heaven, earth, and man.

A flash of sword light filled Bao Butong with horror.

Bao Butong had seen Li Zhaoting's moves before and was prepared for them, having devised seven or eight countermeasures. It wasn't until they actually clashed that he understood Wang Yuyan's guidance.

There's no point in just standing by!

You have to do it yourself to truly understand it.

Two fingers hovered in front of the top of the door. No matter how Bao Butong attacked, defended, dodged, or even rolled around like a lazy donkey, he still couldn't avoid it by an inch or two.

It seemed that Li Zhaoting could pierce Bao Butong's forehead with a flick of his finger, using sword energy.

Wang Yuyan quickly said, "Third Brother Bao, Young Master Li is using the Bamboo Shadow Sword Technique. This sword technique emphasizes agility and naturalness. Move three feet to the left." Bao Butong was very familiar with this fighting style.

From a "nitpicker" to a "puppet".

He did exactly what Wang Yuyan told him to do.

Wang Yuyan truly lives up to her reputation as the Flash of speech, with unparalleled speed while maintaining clarity, uttering dozens of words per second with perfect clarity.

What a flexible tongue!
Li Zhaoting had no doubt that Wang Yuyan could weave silk threads into rings with her tongue, and if Wang Yuyan diligently practiced the Jujube Pit Technique for three years, she could easily defeat Qiu Qianchi.

"Watch out, to the left..."

Before Wang Yuyan could finish speaking, Bao Butong was punched in the left eye by Li Zhaoting, turning it into a panda eye. Li Zhaoting then lightly scraped away half of his eyebrow with his little finger.

Bao Butong smiled wryly: "Miss Wang, you spoke too slowly just now, I didn't have time to react at all."

Wang Yuyan explained in a low voice: "Young Master Li was practicing his sword with Brother Bao San earlier, and then he was testing me. He deliberately slowed down to leave traces of his moves. The power of the Bamboo Shadow Sword Technique was only 30%. After Young Master Li made his move with all his might, there was no warning at all. It was like the swaying bamboo shadows in the evening breeze."

Li Zhaoting praised, "Young lady, you have great insight. You not only recognized my swordsmanship but also saw through my thoughts. If you were to practice martial arts, you could rank among the top five on the list of rising stars."

"No, no! If Miss Wang were to practice martial arts, she would undoubtedly be the number one new talent. Young Master Li's ranking would likely be trampled underfoot. Don't be jealous then!"

"I've never been on the rookie list!"

Li Zhaoting smiled slightly, ostentatiously showing off.

Bao Butong, having made a fool of himself, groaned and stammered.

Li Zhaoting was very restrained towards Bao Butong.

I can't win a fight.

You can't win an argument with him.

Even his forte, arguing, was completely outmaneuvered by Li Zhaoting. Bao Butong was not a shameless thug, nor was he good at making unreasonable arguments.

If Bao Butong spent two years in Youyan, exchanging witty banter with the local thugs, he might improve his standing.

Li Zhaoting defeated two masters, Feng Bo'e and Bao Butong, in succession, suppressing their momentum. No matter how Bao Butong tried to argue, he eventually lost some of his edge.

The topic of debate was the death of Ma Dayuan.

This was clearly not done by Murong Fu.

Murong Fu can be criticized in many ways, but when it comes to women, he is an absolute gentleman. Even if Kang Min were a hundred times more beautiful, he would never be tempted.

Ma Dayuan was killed by Bai Shijing.

Bai Shijing failed to overcome the temptation of "beauty".

As the saying goes, even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.

As the saying goes, even heroes have short-lived ambitions, but are often bound by the love of their children.

As the saying goes, even the hardest steel cannot escape the gentle touch of a finger.

Kang Min was in her thirties, as beautiful as a peach blossom, a ripe peach with natural allure. Bai Shijing's wife had passed away many years ago, and he was busy with work every day, accumulating endless anger within him, which he could not resist Kang Min's seduction.

It's not easy to learn well, but it's easy to learn bad things.

It's impossible to deny someone's identity after you've done your bidding.

Bai Shijing violated the most fundamental rules of the martial arts world.

In the world of gangsters, one can kill and set fires, and indiscriminately slaughter the innocent, but one cannot betray one's word and seduce the sister-in-law. If this gets out, one will never have peace in the next life.

And then... you just have to accept your fate!
Thus, Bai Shijing, the law enforcement elder who was strict and impartial, was manipulated by Kang Min, who, through a series of coincidences, killed Ma Dayuan.

Bai Shijing is skilled in "Entangling Silk Capturing Hand", which is very similar to Ma Dayuan's throat-locking hand. Ma Dayuan was given a power-dissolving powder by Kang Min and had no ability to resist. Bai Shijing twisted his neck and the wound looked very much like a throat-locking hand.

In this way, Murong Fu was made the scapegoat!
Who can blame them when the Murong family's slogan is the loudest!
There are many masters in the martial arts world who are proficient in various schools of thought, but no more than five can openly proclaim their expertise. It's fine to use their skills secretly in private, but it would be a big problem to display them publicly.

It's easy to become a scapegoat!
It's too easy to frame Murong Fu!
Fortunately, the martial arts world isn't like "Miho Town." Otherwise, even if Bao Zheng, Conan, and Sherlock Holmes were to solve the case, it would be difficult to clear Murong Fu's name. If some perverts were to deliberately cultivate disciples proficient in multiple martial arts and have them frame Murong Fu, he would probably go insane.

Listening to the fierce verbal battle between the Beggars' Sect elder and Bao Butong, Li Zhaoting yawned, clenched his left hand into a claw, and forcefully grabbed at the tree.

"Crack!"

Five claw marks were left on the tree.

"Is this what injuries from a chokehold look like?"

"You...how could you..."

"I use a small grappling technique. As long as the finger strength is sharp enough, it can create similar marks."

"What does Young Master Li mean?"

"To investigate the case, an autopsy is needed."

Elder Ma's body has already been buried.

Elder Chen Guyan explicitly refused.

Li Zhaoting sneered: "I don't think you want to find the murderer at all. This is not the attitude of investigating a case."

"This is an internal matter of the Beggars' Sect!"

Elder Xi coldly retorted.

Li Zhaoting laughed and said, "I heard that after a Beggar Clan disciple makes a great contribution, he can be taught the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. The person in charge of teaching martial arts is an elder surnamed Zhu."

"What do you want to say?"

"Elder Zhu and I are relatives."

Elder Zhu doesn't have a relative like you.

"Hmph! How do you know you don't? Is Elder Zhu in Wuxi? Why don't you invite him out and ask him?"

Li Zhaoting casually made a comment.

Logically speaking, Zhu Laoliu would never leave the Luoyang headquarters unless something catastrophic happened.

Zhu Laoliu was afraid of being killed to silence him.

For some reason, he left Luoyang.

Zhu Laoliu really is in Wuxi.

Qiao Feng sent several four-bag disciples to find the person, then turned to the elders and explained, "Elders, I have sworn brotherhood with Young Master Li, and he is my second sworn brother."

"Boss, this is against the rules!"

Quan Guanqing, seemingly a loyal advisor, offered Qiao Feng his advice.

What's against the rules?
This makes absolutely no sense.

For a gang leader to form a sworn brotherhood, the elders' consent is required.

What kind of rule is that in the martial arts world?
Uh……

The world's great wonders.

There really is a sect that has such a rule.

Heavenly Bird School!
Sect Leader Huo Tianqing.

Even more tragic than Murong Fu, a victim of "tiger parenting" (a term referring to excessive parenting that prioritizes academic achievement).

People in their thirties cannot make any decisions on their own.

Let alone swearing brotherhood, even if Huo Tianqing wanted to pick a fight, the elders would advise him to go back.

More than a dozen elders knelt on the ground!
If you don't listen to advice, then commit suicide!