Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Qin Han leaned back in his large chair, playing with Wanwan's little hand.

He glanced at Kumārajīva on the platform, then turned his head to look at the direction where Li Qiushui was behind him.

Lesser Formless Skill

He had always been curious about where Kumārajīva obtained the Lesser Formless Skill.

The monk Kumārajīva looked to be in his early forties, while Li Qiushui, though she had lived for eighty or ninety years, looked to be only in her thirties.

If these two really had something going on in the past, the timeline would actually match up perfectly.

Qin Han thought about it more and more and felt that this guess was very likely. He had heard a lot of rumors from Li Canghai about the ridiculous things Li Qiushui did when she was young.

Wanwan keenly noticed the change in Qin Han's gaze, leaned closer, and asked, "Good brother, what are you looking at? What's so interesting about that big monk?"

Qin Han casually stuffed a lychee into his mouth.

"It's nothing, it's just that the way this monk practices his internal energy looks a bit familiar."

Wanwan blinked and turned to look at Kumārajīva on the stage.

"He looks familiar? Do you know him before?"

"I've known him for a long time, but I recognize his internal energy more than his physical appearance."

Qin Han did not elaborate further, and Kumārajīva on the stage remained in the gesture of clasping his hands together, waiting for his reply.

Yang Xiao had been beaten to the punch by Yu Zhenzi, but now it was finally his turn to make a move.

"Your Highness, I request permission to fight."

Qin Han also planned to let Yang Xiao take the stage, just in time to see how good his martial arts skills were now.

"Grand Preceptor Jiu, your winning streak may seem impressive, but aren't you just assuming the King of Qin can't ascend the throne?"

Before Qin and Han could make a move.

Kublai Khan suddenly spoke up: "Perhaps the meager skills you've displayed are not enough to impress anyone. Even one of the guards that the King of Qin could easily pick out and deal with you."

These words immediately froze Zongzan's smile, and the warriors from the Tibetan delegation all turned their hostile gazes toward the Mongol seats.

Kumārajīva stood in the center of the arena, maintaining his hands clasped together without moving much, but the subtle twitching of his eyes still caught Qin Han's eye.

Now that the three forces can no longer cooperate against Qin and Han, they can only try to cause trouble for each other.

Kublai Khan is probably planning to increase Kumārajīva's strength to stir up hatred.

On the surface, the other party was praising Qin Han for having many talented people under his command, but in doing so, they were also telling everyone present that this King Qin did not take the Tibetan national teacher seriously at all.

Prince Zongzan jumped up from his chair in a flash.

"Kublai Khan! What do you mean by this?!"

Kublai Khan immediately spread his hands, making an innocent expression.

"Hey, Prince Zongzan, don't misunderstand. I'm just a straightforward person who likes to speak the truth."

Your Grand Preceptor is indeed quite capable, but compared to the men under the King of Qin…”

He deliberately paused at the end of his sentence, and Zong Zan was indeed provoked and his anger flared up.

"Grand Preceptor! If you lose this round today, we Tibetans will lose all face!"

Kumārajīva slowly shifted his gaze from Kublai Khan's face. Could it be that his prince couldn't see that the other party was stirring up trouble?

His lips moved slightly, but he ultimately said nothing.

Qin Han leaned back in his chair; this was a childish, low-level attempt at sowing discord, not even worth the trouble of giving him a second glance.

Kublai Khan simply wants to sit back and watch the two tigers fight.

At this moment, Yang Xiao, dressed in a long robe, landed on the bluestone slab in the center of the arena like a gentle breeze and willow catkins.

Not a speck of dust was stirred up by his feet, and he landed without making a sound.

The moment Kumārajīva saw who it was, his pupils contracted sharply inward.

He had no idea how the person had moved up there, and even the Golden Wheel Monk sitting below the stage felt a twitch in his eyelids.

Li Qiushui, sitting behind the beaded curtain, paused for a moment as she held a teacup and drank water.

"Is that Yang Xiao, the Left Envoy of the Ming Cult, beside this kid?"

Li Qinglu paid no attention to what her grandmother was muttering; her gaze remained fixed on the spot where Qin Han was sitting.

At this moment, Wanwan suddenly leaned half of her body against Qin Han's arm.

She reached out her slender fingers, picked up a peeled lychee, and deliberately slowed down her movements to bring it to Qin Han's lips.

"Qin Lang, open your mouth..."

Qin Han glanced at her, wondering why this little vixen had suddenly become so proactive. Then he looked in the direction Wanwan's eyes were glancing.

Zhao Min somehow ended up sitting in an empty seat at the back of the Mongol delegation's row.

She had just finished accompanying Hua Zheng back to her residence to rest before returning to the training ground, when she happened to see this scene.

Wanwan's body was almost hanging on Qin Han, and she deliberately raised her eyebrows in his direction.

Zhao Min was furious. This witch from the Yin Gui Sect was becoming more and more shameless.

She actually dared to just throw herself at a man in public.

And then there's Qin Han, who not only came to propose marriage to the princess of Western Xia, but also went after the demoness from the Demonic Sect.

Zhao Min snorted coldly.

He pulled his gaze away from that area and back to the arena, but his uncontrollable peripheral vision still kept drifting back.

Wanwan smiled as she looked at Zhao Min's obviously frustrated expression.

She rested her chin on Qin Han's shoulder, turned her face to his ear, and breathed a warm breath into his ear.

"Good brother, that young princess from the Prince of Ruyang's mansion has been secretly watching you."

Qin Han slapped her shapely buttocks with his other hand.

"Stop stirring up trouble, or you'll face the consequences."

Yang Xiao, standing on the stage, put his hands behind his back and looked at Kumārajīva opposite him.

"Yang Xiao, former Left Envoy of the Ming Cult."

"I have come specifically to learn from the National Preceptor Zangzong's Flaming Blade."

Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately began to whisper among themselves.

Ming Cult.

These two words carry just as much weight in the martial arts world as the Tibetan National Preceptor, which means that the Ming Cult is gradually transforming into a regular army.

The Ming Cult's deeds have become rarely heard of in the martial arts world.

Wu Yingxiong looked at Liu Dahong beside him.

Liu Dahong was taken aback. He thought Qin Han only had Jiang Yuyan under his command and had never heard of a master from the Ming Cult hidden by his side.

Kublai Khan, on the other hand, was happy to watch the spectacle.

Zong Zan knew that the Sichuan Army of Qin and Han was a combination of the original Sichuan soldiers and Ming Cult followers, and there were also records about the major masters of the Ming Cult.

"Imperial Preceptor, you... that..."

Kumārajīva put aside his distracting thoughts, deciding it was a good opportunity to meet this Left Envoy of the Ming Cult, and his internal energy rapidly circulated along his meridians.

Spread out your arms, and a crimson light gathers in both palms at the same time.

A scorching wave of air, accompanied by two flame-shaped bursts of energy, formed in mid-air.

One left and one right.

The fiery blade energy that was condensed this time was much more solid than the one used against Yu Zhenzi earlier.

Yang Xiao revealed a faint smile.

Raise your right hand and gently turn your palm outwards; the powerful internal energy of the Nine Yang Divine Skill begins to circulate throughout your meridians.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible aura spread outwards from his body.

The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.