Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 75 Sword Immortal, Sword Demon, Sword God, Sword Hero!

"Old Bai, how long are you going to lie here?"

Li Zhaoting tossed over a pot of wine.

Bai Yujing stood up and took the wine pot.

Fang Longxiang exclaimed in surprise, "You...you...you've been acupunctured by me! You've definitely been acupunctured by me!"

Bai Yujing twisted his waist to relieve his blood stasis: "Acupressure is not a panacea. You may know how to apply acupressure, but I can move acupoints. You may not know this, but all my acupoints are open."

"you do this delibrately!"

“I really dislike killing people, and it would be great if someone could do it for me.”

"That's it! That's it!"

Fang Longxiang gave a miserable laugh, feeling breathless and with phlegm stuck in her throat.

Fang Longxiang subconsciously pressed down with her hand.

His mental and physical will had completely collapsed, rendering him incapable of thinking; he was driven only by the most primal instincts.

Therefore, Fang Longxiang forgot one thing.

His right hand had already been severed at the wrist, and an iron hook was attached to it. The moment his hand touched his neck, accompanied by a cough, the iron hook pierced his throat.

Fang Longxiang collapsed softly to the ground.

Li Zhaoting rubbed his hands together, still feeling a lingering fear.

When he went to the Five Poisons Sect to steal the Five Treasures Honey Wine, he saw the Five Poisons Sect holding a ceremony to replace Lan Fenghuang's right hand with an iron hook. He kicked his father-in-law three zhang away.

At the time, I thought it would be too cruel to turn a young girl in the prime of her life into a cripple, so I thought it was better to do something righteous.

The potential for martial arts was something I came up with later.

Only now do we realize there's another calamity brewing.

It is easy to commit suicide when choking on phlegm.

In fact, this is not the only case.

There was a master swordsman in the martial arts world named Gu Fengwan who accidentally obtained two precious swords. He cut off his hands and used the two swords in place of his hands, earning him the nickname "Old Man Hidden Sword".

On one occasion, Gu Fengwan got into a fight with someone. The two attacked each other with musical instruments. When they reached the stage of competing in true energy, Gu Fengwan was old and inevitably had some age-related ailments.

At the crucial moment of the fight, Gu Fengwan got phlegm stuck in his trachea. He subconsciously tried to press his chest and rub his throat with his hands, forgetting that his hands were swords, and ended up stabbing himself to death.

Therefore, for martial arts practitioners, a healthy body is definitely better than a disabled one. Even if one obtains the world's number one divine sword, one should not do anything that makes one's brains malfunction.

Li Zhaoting looked down at Zhao Yidao.

"Brother, stop pretending to be dead. What do you think of what happened tonight? Don't misunderstand, I just want to say one thing: Wei Tianying is the master of the Azure Dragon Hall."

"Young Master Li, what can I do for you?"

"You should know the Azure Dragon Society's style of doing things better than I do. There are quite a few people in the Thirty-Six Knife Strongholds of Taihang who have grudges against you. If the Azure Dragon Society offers them benefits to kill you, I don't know how many people would be tempted. I also don't know how many stronghold leaders are members of the Azure Dragon Society. In order to avoid being tortured, I suggest you kill yourself."

"What if I don't commit suicide?"

"You may leave the inn immediately."

"I'll use the gold and silver I brought to buy my life!"

"Zhao Yidao, you're a bandit, how can you be more naive than me? That's not how business is done. In this situation, even if I kill you, the money is still mine!"

"Li Zhaoting! You...I..."

“I told you long ago, you have a fierce look on your face, this business is almost certainly doomed. If you had listened to me, you would have left the inn as soon as possible and could have traveled at least 800 miles.”

"Spare my life... Spare my life... I'm willing to be your dog, young master, through fire and water..."

Zhao Yidao's voice grew weaker and weaker.

he died!
Terrified, he died of fright.

Li Zhaoting was the second most skilled at killing people with his mouth.

The first one is the Iron Shoe Thief.

If this story were to spread throughout the martial arts world, one wonders how the storytellers in teahouses and taverns would portray Li Zhaoting.

It's impossible to hide it forever.

Lu Xiaofeng frequented teahouses and brothels day and night.

Tang Zhuquan's mouth was loose as a cotton trouser waistband.

It would be absolutely impossible not to embellish and spread Li Zhaoting's "great achievements".

Lu Xiaofeng: Li Zhaoting, you don't want me to spread the word about your deadly tongue and Iron Shoe Thief, do you?

Tang Zhuquan: Li Zhaoting, you don't want me to exaggerate the story of how you verbally attacked Zhao Yidao, do you?

Li Zhaoting: ┓(`)┏

What the hell can I say?
Of course, go to Tianji Pavilion, find the editor-in-chief who publishes the Jianghu Monthly Report, and ask him to come up with a nice nickname. If you're not satisfied with the nickname, just talk him to death.

Looking at Tang Zhuquan making faces, Li Zhaoting felt very depressed. Looking at the room full of corpses, especially Fang Longxiang's body, Bai Yujing was extremely depressed.

Men usually do a few things when they are depressed.

Tang Zhuquan poured all the wine into the wine vat.

There are no casinos here.

Neither of them was interested in the color.

Only one item remains.

—Draw your sword and let's fight!
Li Zhaoting and Bai Yujing went to the grove.

Tang Zhuquan and Yuan Zixia stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Yuan Zixia tried to run away, but Tang Zhuquan grabbed her shoulder and said, "Miss Yuan, you are a woman, you should know how to cook, please make me some dishes to go with your drinks."

"What kind of dishes does Master Tang like to eat?"

"Spicy mixed salad! The spicier the better!"

"Okay, I'll get ready right away."

"Thank you for your trouble, Miss Yuan. By the way, I heard that you have a very high alcohol tolerance and can get Bai Yujing drunk. Let's drink and eat later, and use our peerless swordsmanship as an accompaniment to our drinks."

"Uh... thank you for your kind words, sir."

Yuan Zixia really wanted to poison the food, but she knew that Tang Zhuquan's "ancestral home was the Tang Clan," and unless it was a poison of the Tianyi True Water level, it was just seasoning.

A Tang Clan master once commented: "The Five Poisons Powder tastes numbing, and the Intestine-Severing Powder tastes spicy; combined, they create a numbing and spicy flavor, making them the perfect accompaniment to rice." Yuan Zixia didn't want to give Tang Zhuquan any food to eat with.

Small arms and legs, can't twist an elephant's leg.

Most of the snacks served with alcohol are cold dishes.

Yuan Zixia busied herself in the kitchen and soon brought out braised beef, smashed cucumber, peanuts, and cold noodles. Tang Zhuquan found a dining table, carrying it in one hand and a wine jar in the other, while Yuan Zixia followed behind with a stool. The two of them set up the dining table in the woods, one in front of the other.

Yuan Zixia drank from a small wine bowl.

He drank it sip by sip, very elegantly.

Tang Zhuquan would drink at least half a jin (250ml) of liquor in one gulp from a large bowl, then pick up a slice of braised beef, roll it up with chopped chili peppers and minced garlic, and eat it with gusto.

Li Zhaoting's face darkened.

Bai Yujing's forehead was shaped like a well.

Their eyes met, revealing their thoughts.

—Let's give this fat bastard a good beating first!
This idea is obviously a joke.

Swordsmen need an audience to duel.

Someone needs to witness this spectacular duel.

There were too many people, like performers putting on a show for money, which made the swordsman lose interest and might even make him angry.

There were too few people to fully record the battle; they might be accidentally injured by the sword energy, resulting in a massacre with no survivors.

Tang Zhuquan and Yuan Zixia are a perfect match.

One is the gossipy eldest son of the Tang family, who loves to brag everywhere and whose boasts can reach the capital in three days.

One is the youngest member of the Azure Dragon Society, responsible for eliminating traitors within the society. Backed by the Azure Dragon Society, their duel will be recorded in its entirety.

Li Zhaoting held the Purple Rose Soft Sword.

Bai Yujing wields the world-renowned Longevity Sword.

Li Zhaoting joked, "Personally, I think I'm more suited to the Longevity Sword because I know the Longevity Technique. With the Longevity Technique and the Longevity Sword, I might have a chance to become an immortal."

Bai Yujing nodded in agreement: "I think your point of view is very correct. From today onwards, you are Bai Yujing, the Longevity Sword, and I will return to the mountain to cultivate in seclusion."

"Dream on! You wish! Impossible!"

"How come you're even more stingy than me?"

"Because I'm naturally petty."

"Can your sword unleash its power?"

"It won't work on fat people, but it will on you."

"why?"

"Because you are a swordsman, the Purple Star Soft Sword can lose to anyone, but it cannot lose to a swordsman. This has nothing to do with black and white, good and evil; it is entirely a contest of swordsmanship."

"Perhaps it could be considered as discussing the Dao and destroying the gods."

"The debate on destroying gods is too grand; we can't sustain it!"

"Me too."

"So, you chose to go down the mountain to escape."

"It's not about escaping, but about actively seeking experience. A fine sword is forged through tempering. A sword that hasn't been tempered by worldly troubles and iron and blood is a dead object, no different from a piece of wood."

"now what?"

"The Sword of Immortality is in my hand!"

"The Purple Rose Soft Sword is in my hand!"

"please!"

"please!"

The two exchanged unspoken words until their energy reached its peak, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight shone upon them. Suddenly, their two swords were drawn.

A sword beam, brighter than moonlight, soared into the sky.

A sword, its purple aura emanating from the east, is powerful and domineering, like a river bursting its banks, mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, capable of destroying heaven and earth.

A sword, elegant as a fairy, brilliant as a bright star, like a celestial river hanging upside down, cascading straight down, unstoppable.

Tang Zhuquan's eyes widened. "A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation." He never expected that Li Zhaoting's martial arts skills would improve so much in just a few months. Compared with when he was in the martial arts contest to find a husband, Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship had improved several times.

During the martial arts contest to choose a husband, Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship was traceable, showing signs of being carved with a knife and axe, displaying the arrogance of a novice, and the recklessness of youthful passion. Now, all that remains is passion, a fearless and chivalrous spirit.

Bai Yujing's sword is extraordinary.

Those who see him and his sword will never misunderstand the rumors circulating in the martial arts world. This kind of swordsmanship should have appeared in the heavens; it is a celestial sword technique taught by immortals.

The martial arts world is never short of swordsmen.

The classification of swordsmen is extremely complex and varied.

Sword Immortal, Sword God, Sword Saint, Sword Demon, Sword Monster, Sword Ghost, Sword Evil, Sword Madman, Sword Hero...

Ximen Chuixue is the "Sword God"!
Dugu Qiubai is the "Sword Demon"!
If one day Bai Yujing becomes the Sword Master, his title will surely be "Sword Immortal." If Bai Yujing is not the Sword Immortal, then no one in the world can be the Sword Immortal.

Delicate, lively, harmonious, and natural!
Each sword strike evokes a sense of harmony between humanity and nature, a beauty that reminds one of the Milky Way and the vast, profound universe.

The moonlight, like frost, spilled onto the silent mountaintop.

Bai Yujing's robes fluttered, and as his sword swirled, it seemed as if celestial energy swirled around him. Each strike carried the essence of immortality, as if a banished immortal had descended to earth. This was none other than the Wudang Yin-Yang Sword.

Li Zhaoting moved like a ghost, his feet treading on the void. His sword light was like a snake spitting its tongue, ever-changing. No matter how the Yin-Yang Sword Technique blocked him, he could always find a way out.

The Wudang Two Elements Sword is a sword technique created by Zhang Sanfeng when he was studying Tai Chi. It is known as one of the three great sword techniques of Xuanmen, along with the Bashan Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Sword and the Kunlun Flying Dragon Nine Forms.

For a long time, this sword technique was the benchmark for comparison among various sword styles. If a certain sword style wanted to promote its reputation and show that it was very powerful, it would often compare itself with the Yin-Yang Sword, such as the Nine Forms of Soul-Slaying.

However, no matter how you compare them, the three great sword techniques of the Xuanmen have never changed, and there has never been a case where the sword techniques of the Demonic Sect have surpassed those of Wudang. The profound and mysterious nature of the sword techniques themselves is one thing, and the swordsman's enlightenment is another.

From Li Zhaoting's perspective.

The Nine Great Forms of Soul-Slaying have more variations and are more difficult to master. Except for martial arts prodigies like Li Shengnan, ordinary people cannot master them.

The Two Elements Sword Technique is balanced and moderate. Even if a swordsman's aptitude is slightly inferior, as long as he is willing to work hard, he can still make some progress. The drawback is that one must have a certain understanding of the Daoist canon.

If Li Zhaoting wasn't mistaken, the sword manual must contain many Taoist terms. Misinterpreting the manual based on its literal meaning would have consequences like... Mei Chaofeng!

(End of this chapter)