Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

While still in mid-air, the second punch was already unleashed!

boom--!!

A sudden surge of cold air caused the entire room to freeze over. The force of the punch, imbued with extreme cold, simultaneously drew in the surrounding air currents, forming four walls of air that descended from the sky, completely sealing off the stone dragon!

There's no way to avoid it!

Shi Long roared, his inner energy surging like a river overflowing its banks. He thrust out with both palms, unleashing his ultimate technique – the Mountain-Pushing Palm!

boom!!!

Fists and palms collided, causing the void to tremble.

But in just a moment, the stone dragon was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string!

Yuwen Huaji's eyes were cold and sharp. He lightly touched the ground with his toes and shot out, catching up with Shi Long in mid-air and throwing another punch!

Shi Long was horrified. He forcefully gathered his energy and tried to twist his body to dodge.

But—it was too late!

puff! ! !

He took a solid blow to the back, spurting blood as he crashed to the ground, raising dust, and remained motionless for a long time.

Seriously injured!

"Utterly stupid. They offered you a way out, but you refused, choosing instead to walk a path to your death."

Yuwen Huaji sneered and casually threw another punch.

The fist whistled through the air, its chill penetrating to the bone, aimed directly at Shi Long's life.

"It's over..."

Despair flashed in Shi Long's eyes.

How could a severely injured body withstand such a fatal blow?

At this critical moment—

A figure suddenly appeared, blocking his way and throwing a punch!

boom! ! !

The force of their fists collided, creating a shockwave, and the two forces were instantly neutralized!

"Who?!" Yuwen Huaji's eyes turned cold as he asked in a deep voice.

"Wudang, Yu Lianzhou."

The newcomer's voice was deep and resonant as he strode in.

It was Yu Lianzhou who had just arrived at the Shilong Martial Arts Field.

His name is like thunder, his influence resounds in all directions.

Although Wudang was established during the Ming Dynasty, its fame had already swept across all dynasties.

Yuwen Huaji had also heard of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

"So it's the two heroes, Yu and Erxia, from Wudang. May I ask what brings you here today? Do you perhaps wish to interfere in the internal affairs of our Great Sui Dynasty?"

Yuwen Huaji opened his mouth, his tone cold and stern.

He didn't even ask what happened to the guards outside—a few dead ants, nothing to worry about.

Yu Lianzhou did not answer, but turned his gaze to the stone dragon behind him:

"Master Shi, hand over the 'Longevity Manual,' and I guarantee you'll live past today."

Shi Long frowned slightly: "Second Master Yu, Wudang is a prestigious and righteous sect. Are you also going to resort to force and robbery?"

"Of course not," Yu Lianzhou said calmly.

"But if you die on the spot, the Longevity Manual will become ownerless—whoever gets it will have it."

Shi Long sneered: "I've heard of the Seven Heroes of Wudang in the Sui Dynasty for their public-spiritedness and uprightness, but their current actions are a disgrace to their reputation."

Yu Lianzhou's gaze remained unwavering: "There's no need to provoke me. Fame in the martial world is nothing but fleeting clouds. I act solely according to my conscience."

Shi Long was startled.

This little scheme of hers was seen through at a glance.

How naive! How incredibly naive!

Little did he know that Yu Lianzhou was never the kind of pedantic and righteous "hero."

When it's time to be loyal, he'll go to great lengths for you; when it's time to be ruthless, he'll show no mercy.

Just by looking at his self-created "Tiger Claw Extinction Hand"—which specifically targets the waist to sever a person's lineage, with each move drawing blood and killing the throat—one can tell how ruthless this person's methods are.

Yuwen Huaji, who was standing to the side, finally understood their purpose and immediately retorted coldly:

"Second Master Yu! The 'Longevity Manual' was personally selected by His Majesty. Does your Wudang sect truly intend to become enemies of our Great Sui?"

Yu Lianzhou scoffed, his tone contemptuous:

"We have never feared the Great Yuan Dynasty, so why should we fear a crumbling, declining dynasty?"

Along the way, the Sui Dynasty was beset by internal and external troubles and was in turmoil, which he had long since seen through.

Yuwen Huaji's face suddenly turned cold, and he uttered a single word:

"snort."

"Since Second Master Yu is so arrogant, we'll have to see just how high Wudang's skills really are later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to Shi Long, a murderous intent flashing within him:

"Shi Long, hand over the 'Longevity Manual,' and I might spare your life."

Yu Lianzhou stood silently, waiting for Shi Long to make his decision.

Regardless, he must bring back this "Longevity Manual" today—

My senior, Lin Daochen.

He was once deeply indebted to the people, but now he can't even accomplish a small favor. How can he face anyone?

Shi Long sighed deeply.

The situation is clear.

The Secret of Longevity is no longer safe.

The question now is: to whom should it be entrusted?

The answer isn't hard to guess.

Yuwen Huaji led his men to slaughter everyone in his martial arts arena, leaving him with a blood debt and a deep-seated hatred. How could he possibly hand over the treasure manual to the enemy?

Furthermore, in terms of credibility, Yu Lianzhou is superior.

During their exchange, Yuwen Huaji clearly had the upper hand, yet he managed to launch two successful sneak attacks—such behavior reveals his character.

Today they say they'll spare his life, but tomorrow they might just turn around and kill him.

But... can Yu Lianzhou really stand against Yuwen Huaji?

This is what Shilong is truly worried about.

He had already experienced it firsthand; Yu Huaji, as the second-best fighter in the Yuwen Clan, was indeed a true martial arts master.

Rumors in the martial arts world say that Yu Lianzhou is only a first-rank martial artist.

The difference in skill level makes the outcome uncertain.

Shi Long's mind raced as he weighed the pros and cons.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and placed his bet.

"Second Master Yu, I'm giving you the 'Longevity Manual'—can you truly protect me? You dare to guarantee that to a Grandmaster?"

Yu Lianzhou's expression was calm, but his voice was as firm as iron:

"A person of Wudang is a man of his word."

"As for Grandmasters..." He slowly raised his eyes, his aura suddenly exploding—

A powerful, abyss-like, and overwhelming aura of a grandmaster swept across the entire arena.

The air seemed to freeze, and the ground trembled slightly.

Shi Long's pupils contracted.

In that instant, he understood.

"So... Yu Erxia has already reached the realm of martial arts grandmaster."

He had heard that a few days ago, Zhang Sanfeng, the leader of Wudang, defeated Meng Chixing, the number one expert of the Yuan Dynasty, in one battle, and forcefully suppressed his peers, making him a force to be reckoned with throughout the world.

Since Yu Lianzhou was Zhang Sanfeng's personally taught disciple, he was naturally no ordinary person.

"Second Master Yu, please receive the 'Longevity Manual'."

Shi Long took out the ancient scroll from his bosom and solemnly handed it over.

Yuwen Huaji's gaze turned icy, his face instantly hardening like steel. He didn't immediately try to snatch it, but merely stared coldly at the stone dragon, his voice chilling:

"Brother Shi, you're digging your own grave."

"I had spared your life, but you didn't appreciate it. Did you really think he could protect you? Even among grandmasters, there's a world of difference!"

"A newcomer who has just stepped into the realm of Grandmaster, dares to challenge me?"

Yuwen Huaji was arrogant and disdainful.

He had been a Grandmaster for many years, practicing the Yuwen Clan's supreme secret manual, "Ice Profound Force," and considered himself invincible at his level.

Although the Seven Heroes of Wudang were renowned throughout the martial arts world, in his eyes, Yu Lianzhou was nothing more than a junior with an empty reputation.

The only person he truly feared was Zhang Sanfeng.

"Second Master Yu," he said, turning his gaze to Yu Lianzhou, his tone indifferent, "for the sake of Master Zhang, if you hand over the 'Longevity Manual' right now, I can let you leave unscathed."

Yu Lianzhou chuckled and stood with his hands behind his back: "Chief Steward Yuwen, if you turn around and leave now, I might spare your life."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Huaji's face turned completely gloomy.

"Hmph! Enough talk, let's see who's better!"

Before the words were even finished, the person had already sprung up!

boom--!

With a single punch, the violent force tore through the air, shattering the void and leaving a dark crack.

The force of the punch carried a biting cold current, freezing the atmosphere in the room in an instant. The cold tide surged like an icy river pouring out, heading straight for Yu Lianzhou's face!

This attack was unrestrained and filled with murderous intent.

"The Ice Profound Force of the Yuwen Clan?"

Yu Lianzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, then his fighting spirit surged.

The Hunyuan Taiji Gong within his body surged into operation. He took a step forward and thrust out with one palm!

Boom!

A fierce palm strike burst forth, unleashing a wave of heat that surged forth like a fiery dragon rising.

The icy cold wave melts upon contact, and before the force of the punch even arrives, it is already mostly burned away.

The moment the two streams of true energy collided, Yu Lianzhou's profound and abyss-like internal force suddenly pressed down, and his blazing palm force was unstoppable, shattering the icy fist force with overwhelming force. Its remaining momentum did not diminish and went straight for Yuwen Huaji's main body!

Yuwen Huaji's pupils contracted sharply, he turned rapidly and retreated quickly, barely avoiding the palm strike.

boom! ! !

The ground was blasted through by the force of the palm strike, revealing a huge, charred crater from which steam rose.

Before he could regain his footing, Yu Lianzhou had already pounced on him, his palm strikes rising again, and the fiery palm wind pressed down once more!

Yuwen Huaji felt a chill run down his spine and dared not take the attack head-on. He immediately used his movement technique to dodge and seek an opening to counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Yu Lianzhou followed him like a shadow, his footwork as elusive as clouds, like flowing clouds in the sky, leaving no trace.

It is the peerless lightness skill created by Lin Daochen—the Cloud-Soaring Step!

With his profound inner strength, exquisite palm techniques, and divine agility, Yu Lianzhou, like a tiger descending a mountain, launched a continuous barrage of attacks, forcing Yuwen Huaji to retreat in disarray and dodge in a sorry state.

Shi Long watched in stunned silence, his mind reeling.

This situation is completely beyond our expectations!

He originally thought that even if Yu Lianzhou could win, it would be a hard-fought battle, ending in a narrow victory.

Unexpectedly, it was a complete and overwhelming victory!

"As expected of a highly accomplished disciple of Master Zhang of Wudang! Such cultivation is truly astonishing!"

Shi Long was deeply shocked.

Whether it was the palm strike that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas, or the footwork that was otherworldly and unparalleled, both had reached a state of perfection, leaving people in awe.

The name of Wudang is indeed unparalleled in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty, its profound heritage is unfathomable!

Meanwhile, Yuwen Huaji, who was at the center of the battle, was experiencing a tremendous surge of emotions.

How is that possible?!

Yu Lianzhou entered the Grandmaster realm much later than him, yet his internal strength is so immense.

Little did they know that Yu Lianzhou was practicing the supreme offensive technique "Hun Yuan Tai Chi Gong," created by Lin Daochen himself. His internal strength was already far beyond that of ordinary grandmasters.

"This man is not someone I can defeat by force... I will gather reinforcements and then attack Wudang again to reclaim the 'Longevity Manual'!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Yuwen Huaji's eyes, and he was already considering retreating.

Not only was Yu Lianzhou's internal strength more profound than his, but his palm technique was also wrapped in a scorching heat wave, which perfectly countered Yuwen Clan's Ice Profound Force.

If we continue fighting, defeat is inevitable.

Yuwen Huaji was always decisive. With a change of mind, he immediately retreated rapidly—using the momentum of being knocked away by the palm wind, he twisted his body and rushed towards the window, intending to break through the window and escape!

"Trying to run? No way!"

Yu Lianzhou's eyes turned cold. His figure flashed through the air like lightning, his feet seemed to be walking on clouds. He arrived first despite being behind, and in an instant, he blocked the window, cutting off all his escape routes.

boom!!!

The instant his path was blocked, Yu Lianzhou did not hesitate, and his palm strike rose again—

With a single palm strike, raging flames erupted, and the intense palm force, like a blazing sun falling to earth, crashed down with a devastating force that could shatter mountains and split the ground!

"Oh no!"

Yuwen Huaji never expected the enemy's pursuit to be so swift, and in his haste, he had no time to change his moves or dodge.

With his life hanging by a thread, he could only forcefully gather his remaining energy and throw a punch to meet the attack!

boom! ! !

The force of the punch shattered instantly, and Yu Lianzhou's palm strike swept over him like a torrent, landing solidly on his chest.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yuwen Huaji was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground with a dull thud.