Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Li Canghai's palm strike was delivered with full force. After breaking Bai Sun Dao Ren's Xuanming Divine Palm, he used his protective true qi, and finally, the palm print struck Bai Sun Dao Ren's chest!

"Wow--!"

Bai Sun Dao Ren coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with ice crystals and was sent flying backward.

During this time, a furrow several tens of feet long was plowed out.

Struggling to get up, he discovered that a scorching internal energy was rampaging through his body, burning his meridians and internal organs.

We lost!

They lost their first battle after so many years!

It was a complete and utter defeat!

Bai Sun Dao Ren didn't even have time to utter a harsh word before he was barely holding on to his last breath.

His speed suddenly increased several times, and he transformed into a bloody shadow, fleeing into the distance without looking back.

Li Canghai saw that Bai Sun Dao Ren did not pursue him.

She took a slight breath, and her face was a little pale.

The battle just now seemed easy, but it actually took a huge toll, especially the last palm strike, which almost drained 70% of the true energy in my body.

However, this battle also allowed Li Canghai to complete the final step of his Free and Unfettered Wind Control technique.

Feeling something, he closed his eyes and began to process the insights he had gained from the battle.

At the same time that Bai Sun Dao Ren was seriously injured and fled.

Wanyan Zongbi, who was facing off against the armies of Li Jing and Yelü Hongji at the Iron Gate Pass, soon received an urgent military report from the rear.

"Report! Fourth Prince! Something terrible has happened!"

"The supply camp...the supply camp has been attacked! Master Baisun...has fled in serious injury!"

"What?! Our camp has been attacked again?!"

Wanyan Zongbi was struck dumb, and the horsewhip in his hand fell to the ground.

Isn't Bai Sun Dao Ren a Grandmaster?

"Pah!"

They couldn't even hold onto their food supplies?!

The Mongols are indeed unreliable!

Without regard for the confrontation with the enemy in front of them, they made a decisive decision and issued an order for the entire army to retreat.

"Pass on my order! The entire army must retreat!! Retreat immediately!!"

The Jin army began to retreat northward like a receding tide.

A tremendous battle ended in such a dramatic way.

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"Your Highness... Your Highness seems to have little regard for the abilities of Mr. Lu and Mr. He's master?"

Inside the reception room, Zhao Min's voice carried a hint of probing.

Looking into Zhao Min's bright, searching eyes, how could one not guess what she was thinking?

Without revealing his true intentions, Qin Han said with a meaningful smile, "Young Prince, how about we make a bet?"

"A bet? What kind of bet?" Zhao Min asked warily.

"I bet... before sunset, you'll receive news of that Hundred-Loss Taoist's defeat and escape." Qin Han's tone was casual, clearly showing his absolute confidence in Li Canghai.

Li Canghai knows all the unique skills of Lingjiu Palace, so there's no reason why he can't deal with a dying Daoist named Baisun.

"What?!"

Not only Zhao Min, but also the two Xuanming Elders behind her, as well as Ah Da and Ah Er, changed their expressions.

"Impossible!" Without a second thought, Hebi Weng exclaimed, "My master's skill is beyond compare. You...you dare to speak so arrogantly!"

Although Lu Zhangke did not speak, his gloomy face revealed his extreme disbelief and anger.

In their hearts, their master, the Hundred-Loss Taoist, is an invincible symbol.

Qin Han's words were utterly blasphemous to the faith of the Xuanming Elders!

"Heh, isn't that just boasting? We'll know the answer before sunset." Qin Han was too lazy to argue with them, and simply turned his gaze to Zhao Min.

"Young Prince, if I win, you must grant me one request, okay?"

Zhao Min's expression changed as she struggled internally.

Reason told her that Qin and Han were just making things mysterious.

But Qin Han's overly confident attitude made her uneasy.

Zhao Min gritted her teeth. "If it is truly as Your Highness says, that the Hundred Losses Taoist was defeated before sunset, then I, Zhao Min, will admit that I underestimated Your Highness and all the heroes of the world! I am willing to grant Your Highness one request."

After a pause, a sly glint flashed in Zhao Min's eyes; she was not one to suffer a loss.

"But what if Your Highness loses? And if Master Baisun remains unharmed before sunset, what will Your Highness do then?"

"If I lose..." Qin Han smiled and said nonchalantly, "I will agree to all the conditions you have proposed."

"Really?!" Zhao Min's eyes lit up.

A ruler's word is his bond.

"Okay! It's a deal!" Zhao Min immediately agreed, as if afraid that Qin Han would go back on his word.

In her view, this was a gamble she was guaranteed to win.

Even if that so-called Heavenly Mountain Child Granny went in person, the Hundred Losses Daoist was no easy opponent, and the two grandmasters would not be able to determine a winner in a single day.

Zhao Min's thinking was not wrong. In the original story, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong fought for three days and three nights. It was indeed difficult for a grandmaster to determine a winner.

Zhao Min felt that exchanging an impossible outcome for Qin Han's promise was a worthwhile deal!

They had even begun to plan the scenario of getting Qin and Han to agree to welcome the Mongol army into Sichuan after they won.

Seeing Zhao Min's confident and composed demeanor, Qin Han chuckled inwardly.

Little vixen, you think you've planned everything, but little do you know, you've already fallen into the trap I dug.

Time was ticking away, second by second.

The afternoon passed, and the sun began to set.

The sea remained calm.

Zhao Min couldn't help but smile slightly.

Before Zhao Min could speak triumphantly, a guard strode in from outside the door.

He knelt on one knee, presenting a military report that had just been sent back from the front lines.

Qin Han took the military report, glanced at it casually, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

He handed the military report in his hand to the bamboo sword beside him.

Zhu Jian took the sword, his eyes lighting up. He read in a haughty voice, "Your Majesty, a great victory at Iron Gate Pass! Our surprise attack detachment encountered the Jin Dynasty's Grandmaster Bai Sun Dao Ren on the Zi Wu Road. Your Majesty's senior brother, Han Feiyu, intervened and engaged Bai Sun Dao Ren in a fierce battle at the Jin army's supply camp, severely injuring him."

The Hundred-Loss Taoist fled in disarray, his whereabouts unknown. The Jin army's supply camp was burned down by our forces, and upon hearing the news, Commander-in-Chief Wanyan Zongbi has led his army to retreat from Iron Gate Pass!

A few words were like a thunderclap!

Zhao Min's confident smile froze.

"impossible!"

Zhao Min stood up from her seat, her face filled with disbelief.

She knew better than anyone how powerful Bai Sun Dao Ren was; he was practically the pillar of Ruyang Prince's Mansion!

The Xuanming Divine Palm is cold and domineering, and has dominated the martial arts world for decades. Apart from suffering a loss once at the hands of Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, it has never been defeated.

What's more, he was severely injured and had to flee in a sorry state.

That's absolutely unbelievable!

The two elders of Xuanming were struck dumb, standing there as if by lightning.

"Master... Master... how could he have lost?" Lu Zhangke murmured to himself.

Hebi Weng's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"The Free and Unfettered Sect? Han Feiyu?" Zhao Min forced herself to calm down.

He considered himself to be very familiar with all the major sects and masters in the Central Plains martial arts world, but he had never heard of this so-called Xiaoyao Sect.

Not to mention Han Feiyu, who suddenly appeared.

I've never even heard of this person in the martial arts world.