Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Lu Xiaofeng's reclusive life has come to an end.

Li Zhaoting went to the prison in his place to buy him time to investigate the case. Lu Xiaofeng's time was precious and couldn't be wasted; they had to hurry.

—Arriving at Wanmei Villa!
As the saying goes, "A hero needs three helpers!"

Lu Xiaofeng was not a lone wolf; from the beginning of his career, he always formed teams to solve cases, a standard four-person team, which best fit the Jianghu (martial arts world) model.

Lu Xiaofeng was in charge of the deduction;
Hua Manlou was in charge of finance and support.
Sikong Zhaixing was responsible for espionage and disguise;
Ximen Chuixue was responsible for fighting and detoxification;
The situation in the capital is too oppressive, with a web of conspiracies surrounding everyone. Lu Xiaofeng needs a sharp sword that can break free of shackles and vanquish demons.

That sword is named—Ximen Chuixue!
Ximen Chuixue practiced his sword at Wanmei Villa.

Unlike the peerless sword god in the original story who was lonely at the top, in the world of crossover martial arts, there are too many masters, and there are many peaks of swordsmanship ahead of Ximen Chuixue.

Ye Gucheng, Yan Nantian, Yan Shisan, Xie Xiaofeng, Bai Yujing, Lang Fanyun, Li Zhaoting...

Of course, Ximen Chuixue is also an opponent for the aforementioned swordsmen, and they cannot afford to be careless in the slightest.

As the saying goes, in the world of martial arts, the most popular profession is always the swordsman. Even when compared to the "Sword Master" and the "One Immortal and Two Buddhas," the Sword Master is not inferior.

Lang Fanyun has elevated the title of "Sword Master" to the pinnacle of the martial arts world. Li Zhaoting, with his "Supreme Heavenly Sword," has demonstrated the path of swordsmanship. With a single sword drawn, ten thousand swords bow down.

Other martial arts are like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind.

The path of swordsmanship is such that if you slow down even slightly, you'll be left far behind, and if you retreat even the slightest bit, you'll fall and get hurt badly.

Ximen Chuixue's life was very regular.

He goes out four times a year to kill four wicked and unjust scoundrels, and spends the rest of his time in seclusion at home, collecting plum blossoms from the back mountain every winter to brew several jars of plum blossom wine.

In the late spring of March, the grass grows long in Jiangnan, flowers bloom on trees, and orioles fly in flocks. In the vibrant spring, we warm three or five jars of plum blossom wine and discuss swordsmanship with Lu Xiaofeng.

Ximen Chuixue only drinks wine once a year, which is when he discusses swordsmanship and drinks plum blossom wine with Lu Xiaofeng.

March is almost here.

Lu Xiaofeng is almost there too.

Ximen Chuixue stepped out of his seclusion room, intending to instruct his servants to prepare wine and drinks, when he suddenly discovered that Wanmei Manor was completely deserted, having become a haunted house.

Seclusion is not the same as fasting.

Even Ximen Chuixue needs to eat and drink.

Sun Xiuqing took her child back to her parents' home and will stay at the Emei Sect for a month or two. In recent days, the person delivering meals to Ximen Chuixue has been his steward, who has been with him for twenty years.

Last night, someone brought him food, and everything inside the villa seemed normal. In just one night, Wanmei Villa turned into a ghost town. What happened?

Ximen Chuixue gripped his sword tightly.

Although he didn't know what changes had occurred in the martial arts world, or who was plotting against him, he knew that this matter was most likely related to Lu Xiaofeng, and that Lu Xiaofeng was arriving soon.

Clues began to connect in Ximen Chuixue's mind:

Lu Xiaofeng is plotted against by a schemer → Lu Xiaofeng can't handle it on his own → Lu Xiaofeng goes to Wanmei Manor for help → The other party guesses Lu Xiaofeng's intentions → They wait for him to come to them!

Ximen Chuixue was by no means a pure swordsman whose mind was only on swords and who cared about nothing but practicing swordsmanship.

Ximen Chuixue is proficient in many skills. His internal strength and lightness skills are comparable to Lu Xiaofeng's. He is also proficient in Japanese ninjutsu and detoxification techniques, and is skilled at making wife cakes.

Even Lu Xiaofeng once exclaimed: Ximen Chuixue is very clever. He always manages to appear exactly where Lu Xiaofeng needs him the most.

Lu Xiaofeng desperately needs Ximen Chuixue's help.

Therefore, Ximen Chuixue appeared beside Lu Xiaofeng at just the right time and with perfect timing, holding a sword in his hand and exuding a sharp killing intent.

Lu Xiaofeng is under siege.

A smiling man with a small mustache, a burly and honest-looking middle-aged man, a drunkard dressed in the official robes of the Minister of Justice, and a white-haired scholar.

The man with the mustache used the Bone-Melting Palm technique, not the castrated version of Hong Antong's Bone-Melting Palm, but the Bone-Melting Palm technique used by the Bone-Melting Immortal to kill a high-ranking lama of the Tibetan sect.

This set of bone-melting palm techniques is on par with other unique skills such as the Tantric Great Hand Seal, the Demonic Sect's Soul-Chasing and Life-Stealing Hand, the Wudang Tai Chi Cotton Palm, and the Shaolin One-Slap Two-Scatter Palm.

Judging from the way the man with the mustache made his moves, he had been studying this martial art for at least thirty years.

The middle-aged man's martial arts skills were unremarkable, but his internal strength was profound and unfathomable; it was the orthodox Hunyuan Qigong of the Xuanmen sect.

Hunyuan Qigong is a unique skill of the Taoist Danding School. Once mastered, its power is endless and inexhaustible, only slightly inferior to Wudang Chunyang Wuji Gong.

Hunyuan Qigong is a skill that requires painstaking practice. To master it, one needs at least thirty years of hard work. If one slackens even slightly, one's skill will decline rapidly.

The drunkard used a set of exquisite and deadly grappling techniques, the Seven Assassins of Drunken Clouds, which had been lost for a hundred years, and he called himself "Minister He".

Ximen Chuixue found it somewhat amusing that this person was imitating He Zhizhang, one of the "Eight Immortals of Wine" during the Tang Dynasty, but He Zhizhang was the Minister of Rites, not the Minister of Justice.

The old scholar wore a faded, patched-up round-necked robe, a style favored by scholars and worn only by those who had achieved the rank of Xiucai (a successful candidate in the imperial examinations).

The old scholar had a bitter face, a worried expression, and eyes full of resentment. He was clearly a scholar who had repeatedly failed the imperial examinations and was full of complaints about everything. He might have been a child prodigy in his youth.

He was a poor student from a young age, used to being a poor student, and never complained. He was a child prodigy and a genius from childhood, but he failed the imperial examinations repeatedly and was prone to becoming corrupted.

The old scholar practiced "finger knife," a rather peculiar skill. First, he would grow his fingernails to three inches in length, then soak them in a special solution.

This potion softens the nails, making them curl up like a measuring tape, without affecting daily life. When fighting, the nails will snap out, and the force will be as sharp as a knife.

Of the four masters, the one with the best martial arts skills was the drunken Minister He, and the one with the worst was the one with the mustache.

Lu Xiaofeng could easily win against one-on-one, one-on-two, and one-on-three opponents. However, when facing four opponents in a Four Symbols Formation, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel somewhat apprehensive.

It's not that he can't defeat the four of them, but that he can't defeat them without taking damage. Few people know that Lu Xiaofeng has a very special "passive skill".

— Lu Xiaofeng's enemies will underestimate him without realizing it, thinking he is nothing special, and become arrogant and complacent when making plans, ultimately "arrogance will lead to defeat".

If the enemy is well-versed in "Cao Cao's Art of War," they might be able to grasp the infinite cycle of "an arrogant army will surely be defeated → a defeated army will surely be miserable → a miserable army will surely be victorious → a victorious army will surely be arrogant."

Lu Xiaofeng will not give the enemy that opportunity.

Lu Xiaofeng's only enemy is "arrogant soldiers are bound to be defeated → defeated soldiers are bound to die". Lu Xiaofeng either doesn't make a move, or once he decides to make a move, it's a fatal blow.

Chu Liuxiang also has a similar bug.

Most of Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng's enemies were of higher caliber than the two, but they always lost to arrogance.

The reason is simple: Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang's fighting style is to dodge endlessly until the opponent reveals a fatal flaw, then strike suddenly and defeat the enemy in one move.

There was no earth-shattering surge of energy, no cataclysmic explosion, and after the fierce battle, there were no ruins within a hundred feet in radius; it looked like a yard being swept clean.

Zhao Yuanran made this mistake.

He greatly underestimated Lu Xiaofeng's fighting strength. He thought that with four assassins, he could put Lu Xiaofeng in danger and then take the opportunity to recruit him into the Blood Robe Hall.

The reality was that Lu Xiaofeng was easily surrounded by the four men, and even had the energy to think about how to kill them without taking any damage. He had no time to recover from his injuries.

After a hundred moves, a solution emerged.

Ximen Chuixue appeared expressionless, like a cold-blooded Grim Reaper, sending chills down one's spine.

"Ximen Chuixue, how could you..."

The man with the mustache looked utterly horrified. Lu Xiaofeng alone was enough to force them to fight to the death to restrain him, not to mention Ximen Chuixue...

The weakness of the formation is its quantity!
It cannot be increased or decreased. If even one person loses focus, it will have a ripple effect, causing a chain reaction that leads to the gradual collapse of the formation's structure.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up. He spread his arms and swept past the man with the mustache like a phoenix. He joined his index and middle fingers together to form a sword, and a golden sword light flashed past.

Tathagata's Divine Light - Golden-Topped Buddha Lamp!

A raging fire flashed before the mustache's eyes, followed by a flash of golden light, and a large hole appeared in his throat.

Before Minister He and the others could change their moves, Lu Xiaofeng twisted his waist and hips, forcibly changing direction in mid-air. He lightly clenched his left hand into a fist, and lightly tapped the knuckle of his left index finger with his right thumb, forming the Treasure Bottle Seal, and his true energy condensed into one.

A clear finger!
"Snapped!"

A bloody hole appeared on the top of the old scholar's head. The force of the finger pierced through the old scholar's head and shot towards Minister He behind the old scholar. Minister He fell to the ground, narrowly avoiding the killing blow, but half of his eyebrow was cut off by the force of the finger.

The Seven Killers of Drunken Clouds is essentially a combination of Drunken Fist and Grappling Techniques. Drunken Fist is a ground-based style, where one lies down when drunk, and the power of the fist becomes even greater when lying on the ground, with the moves becoming increasingly illusory and ingenious.

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have overexerted himself, injuring his joints and staggering as if about to fall. The Drunken Eight Immortals Sword Technique!
With a drunken sword, break the drunken fist.

Wine is Lu Xiaofeng's second greatest hobby. With Lu Xiaofeng's talent, he can learn the moves by watching Li Zhaoting use the Drunken Sword twice. However, the Drunken Sword posture is not very elegant and prevents Lu Xiaofeng from showing off. He has never used it before.

The swordsmanship painstakingly created by Yi Jifeng and perfected by Li Zhaoting are so advanced that even a novice like Minister He cannot withstand them.

That's right!

Minister He, who had diligently practiced the Seven Killers of Drunken Clouds for twenty years, was only a novice. Lu Xiaofeng, on the other hand, who was a beginner and used the Drunken Sword for the first time, had a deeper understanding of the essence of Drunken Fist.

The essence of Drunken Fist lies in "being drunk in form but not in spirit, drunk in steps but not in mind," not in getting drunk and acting crazy.

Despite practicing diligently for twenty years, Minister He still needs to crudely imitate He Zhizhang with the help of alcohol in order to perform the boxing moves, only capturing the form but not the spirit.

Lu Xiaofeng had never used the Drunken Sword before, but as he approached Wanmei Manor, he thought of the scene of drinking and discussing swordsmanship with Ximen Chuixue, and of dancing with his sword in the plum blossom forest after getting drunk, with the fragrance of wine and petals falling like rain, unrestrained and free and unrestrained. He seemed to stagger and could be blown over by a gust of wind, but in fact, his heart was the clearest.

"You dare use Drunken Fist!"

Lu Xiaofeng swept past Minister He without looking back. Blood spurted from the top of Minister He's head as a sharp sword beam pierced through his forehead.

In the blink of an eye, swift as a rabbit and a falcon.

Of the four assassins, only one remains.

Lu Xiaofeng coldly looked at the middle-aged man: "Where do you come from? Who is your master? This is a remote mountain forest. As long as I don't tell anyone, no matter who you betray, they will never know."

The middle-aged man sneered: "Lu Xiaofeng, my master's martial arts skills far exceed your imagination. Even if Li Zhaoting appeared in front of him, he would have to obediently bow down and admit defeat."

"So what? Even if he has martial arts skills at the level of shattering the void, the world is so vast, as long as you hide in the deep mountains and forests, who can find your trace?"

"His abilities are beyond your imagination! I don't want to spend the rest of my life in fear, panic, and paranoia. I want to fight you head-on."

"It seems you're determined to die!"

"Let's die together!"

A flush appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and his vital energy visibly increased, rising two or three times in an instant!
The demon disintegrates Dafa!

The most powerful life-or-death technique of the Demonic Cult, which stimulates the potential of every cell in the body, will surely kill even a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng king after use.

However, before death, one's power can increase several times over. The middle-aged man practiced Hunyuan Qigong, and his power was already profound. Now it can be described as boundless and limitless.

"Lu Xiaofeng, die!"

The middle-aged man swung his palm at Lu Xiaofeng, the force of which covered an area of ​​ten feet in radius, its power even stronger than the ocean waves.

Lu Xiaofeng leaped and dodged the palm strike by leaping ten feet in one bound. He then moved at high speed, like a nimble cat, landing on his toes and retreating immediately. He leaped several feet in one bound, dodging and weaving.

A picture of a cat playing!
The ultimate skill of "Ghost-Faced Gentleman" Ge Ying.

The middle-aged man unleashed more than a dozen heavy blows, all of which Lu Xiaofeng dodged. Each time, the blows grazed Lu Xiaofeng's clothes and struck the ground, giving the middle-aged man hope of hitting his target, yet each attack missed its mark.

One dodge is extremely dangerous, ten dodges are effortless, but if you dodge a hundred times in a row, it's just playing around and you don't take your opponent seriously.

Lu Xiaofeng isn't that boring.

After dodging thirteen times in a row to confirm the middle-aged man's maximum speed, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly rushed over while the middle-aged man was gathering his strength, and his index and middle fingers suddenly pointed out.

"Snapped!"

The middle-aged man had a bloody hole in his forehead.

Lu Xiaofeng said calmly, "Your speed of charging up your attack is too slow. You are at your strongest after charging up, but your power is negligible while you are charging up."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Lu Xiaofeng, what trouble have you encountered? What do you want with me? And most importantly, your swordsmanship has improved greatly!"

Upon hearing the first two sentences, Lu Xiaofeng was thinking about how to persuade Ximen Chuixue, thinking that he could just shave off his mustache. Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Lu Xiaofeng felt his scalp tingle and instinctively wanted to run away.

Previously, when dealing with Ghost Manor, Lu Xiaofeng asked Ximen Chuixue for help in order to make his acting more realistic. He was chased by Ximen Chuixue and was on the verge of death.

The two made a pact: the chase must be real! The entire process must be completely real! Ximen Chuixue is truly chasing Lu Xiaofeng, and Lu Xiaofeng is truly fleeing for his life! If Lu Xiaofeng is accidentally caught by Ximen Chuixue, he will become a dead phoenix!
When the two clashed, Lu Xiaofeng used only the Lingxi Finger to catch Ximen Chuixue's sword. However, Ximen Chuixue's sword energy was too fierce. Lu Xiaofeng pinched the sword between his two fingers but was stabbed by the sword energy and hurriedly fled.

Lu Xiaofeng had never used moves like the Tathagata's Divine Light or the Drunken Sword. Looking at Ximen Chuixue's curious eyes, Lu Xiaofeng wanted to slap himself.

Why learn swordsmanship when you have nothing better to do?

Now look what's happened, we've been targeted by Ximen Chuixue!
The conditions for inviting Ximen Chuixue must include a fight afterward. Lu Xiaofeng's swordsmanship is considered top-notch in the martial arts world, but in front of Ximen Chuixue, he is only a novice, and Ximen Chuixue can see eight flaws at a glance.

Ugh!
never mind!

For Li Zhaoting in prison, let him die!
Lu Xiaofeng said, "Ximen Chuixue! I'm in huge trouble! I've been framed! I'm now a traitor who tried to assassinate the emperor, a wanted criminal!"
Li Zhaoting vouched for me, saying that I definitely didn't do it. That very night, another assassination attempt occurred in the palace, and I was still the suspect!

Li Zhaoting kept his word and went to prison!

I must find out the truth as soon as possible.

Ximen Chuixue, you will definitely help me, right?
I really have no other choice!

Lu Xiaofeng made an expression of heroic sacrifice.

Ximen Chuixue said calmly, "Li Zhaoting went to prison for loyalty, and you are investigating the case for loyalty as well. Since you value loyalty so much, I cannot refuse."

"I knew it! You may look like you have a cold, expressionless face, but you're actually warm-hearted! Once this is all over, it's my treat at Fanlou Restaurant in the capital!"

"I have conditions!"

"What conditions?"

"Shave your beard!"

"what?"

"Everyone says Lu Xiaofeng has four eyebrows. I'm curious about what you look like with two eyebrows. As long as you shave off your mustache, I'll go through fire and water with you."

"I...agree..."

Lu Xiaofeng picked up the mirror, looking at his beard with reluctance, and pointed his fingers like a sword, using the human flesh shaving method taught by Li Zhaoting to shave his mouth.

Two small mustaches landed lightly on the ground.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at his beard with a face full of regret.

Ximen Chuixue took out a disguise mask: "I don't have that many perverse tastes. You are a wanted criminal now and cannot show yourself at will. You must wear a disguise mask."

"You just have a perverse sense of humor."

"I don't!"

I see you smiling!

"I've been trained very rigorously that no matter how funny something is, I won't laugh!"

You clearly smiled!

"Uh... I really couldn't hold back anymore!"

Ximen Chuixue clutched his stomach and burst into laughter.

Ximen Chuixue is proficient in Japanese ninjutsu, one of the branches of which is disguise. Disguise is an important part of disguise. In order to prevent others from recognizing Lu Xiaofeng, he must make a complete change from the inside out.

The people of Wanmei Manor mysteriously disappeared, but the goods did not. Some time ago, a caravan of Mongol merchants delivered furs and left behind a batch of clothes.

It's worth mentioning that Ximen Chuixue was also an extremely wealthy man, mainly engaged in cross-seasonal businesses.

It involves stockpiling furs in the spring and selling them in the autumn and winter, buying low and selling high.

Ximen Chuixue went to the warehouse and picked out a few Mongol Yuan Dynasty clothes that were similar to Lu Xiaofeng's size, and had Lu Xiaofeng change into them. He also found out a hard bow for him.

And so, the dashing Lu Xiaofeng became an honest and simple Mongol archer. Lu Xiaofeng could not travel with Ximen Chuixue, otherwise he would be recognized. After a moment's thought, Lu Xiaofeng contacted another friend.

Honest monk.

The most honest monk in the martial arts world.

Lu Xiaofeng pretended to be an honest monk's disciple. (End of Chapter)