Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

The guards around the stage were forced to retreat repeatedly by this violent shockwave.

Yang Xiao frowned, having just been pondering the truth of what the King of Qin had said, when he saw Kumārajīva's current state.

He couldn't just sit and wait to die.

A surge of masculine energy emerged from Yang Xiao's palm; it was the Tianshan Six Yang Palm of the Xiaoyao Sect. This palm technique followed the domineering path of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, and its effectiveness was greatly enhanced when executed with the Nine Yang Divine Skill!

The collision of their energies produced a loud, resounding boom.

The powerful internal energy clashed and canceled each other out in mid-air, causing the bluestone floor of the arena to tremble slightly.

The scattered shockwaves forced the Western Xia guards maintaining order at the edge of the platform to retreat repeatedly.

As the whisk fell, Yang Xiao's sleeve was slashed into strips by the raging flames of the blade.

The eyes of the man opposite him were red, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his aura was extremely unstable.

The two were evenly matched in this duel.

Kumārajīva, however, had already lost control of his actions. His eyes grew increasingly dazed, and his inner energy surged wildly around him.

Yang Xiao understood that Kumārajīva had truly gone mad with demonic possession, completely disregarding his own injuries and still wanting to fight.

"Great monk, you'd better stabilize your internal energy now. If you keep forcing yourself to fight me like this, you might just die."

Kumārajīva ignored these words, and the grandmaster aura surrounding him gradually turned into a blood-red aura, letting out a hissing roar.

"Yang Xiao, prepare to die!"

Seeing the two men attack again.

Prince Zongzan, sitting below the stage, was also getting anxious. The Grand Preceptor was always kind and gentle to him; he had never seen Kumārajīva act so irrationally before.

Although he was rather arrogant and didn't mind cooperating with Wu Yingxiong, Kublai Khan, and others for personal gain, he still valued the Tibetan Buddhist Grand Preceptor highly.

"Imperial Advisor! Wake up! Stop fighting! We surrender! We surrender!"

The sound couldn't reach Kumārajīva's ears at all; his attacks were relentless, and he was risking his life without regard for his own safety.

Yang Xiao gathered his energy and activated the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth technique once more. He couldn't really fight Kumārajīva to the death in this state.

Qin Han, sitting in the audience, was also slightly surprised. He had just thought that Kumārajīva had gone mad in Dali, and he had reminded him of this, but it still came true.

Just then, a voice entered his ears.

"Nephew, go and lend a hand, save that big monk's life."

Qin Han's expression immediately became subtle. Wasn't that Li Qiushui's voice?

Judging from this, could it be that Kumārajīva really did have some kind of fleeting affair with Li Qiushui?

Originally, he didn't want to get involved in such matters. Whether Kumārajīva was beaten to death by Yang Xiao or died from exhaustion of his true energy, it had nothing to do with him.

But then he thought of Li Canghai, his first wife, and of Wang Yuyan and Li Qinglu, and sighed almost imperceptibly. This damned mess really couldn't be ignored.

On the stage, Kumārajīva had lost his mind, and his flaming blade, imbued with powerful true energy, was about to slash at Yang Xiao's face.

Yang Xiao also had a temper, and he used the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, intending to give Kumārajīva a hard time.

Qin Han suddenly stepped between the two men, his hands moving swiftly.

This attack shattered Yang Xiao's well-prepared defense and Kumārajīva's flaming blade, leaving no aftershocks and catching the onlookers completely off guard.

Upon seeing that it was Qin Han, Yang Xiao quickly withdrew his attack, not understanding why the King of Qin would save this big monk.

Having lost his mind, Kumārajīva had no idea to stop. Seeing that he had been blocked, he surged with blood-red true energy and chopped down with a palm towards Qin Han's head.

Qin Han's eyes darkened, and he grabbed with his left hand. Before the other could struggle, his right hand gripped the acupoint on the top of Kumārajīva's head.

The domineering true energy of the Dragon God Technique flowed down his arm and into Kumārajīva's meridians, forcefully suppressing the rampant internal energy back to its original position.

Kumārajīva trembled in pain, but the redness in his eyes began to fade slowly. However, his body was struggling to cope with such forceful intervention.

Qin Han didn't stop, his true energy circulating through Kumārajīva's meridians, clearing away all the hidden blockages.

Once the cloudiness in Kumārajīva's eyes had completely disappeared, Qin Han withdrew his hand.

This is why he was able to use the characteristics of the Dragon God Technique to forcibly pull Kumārajīva back. Anyone else would have had to carefully control Kumārajīva and guide him slowly.

One wrong move and he could lose all his martial arts skills; that's how Duan Yu got off easy in the original story.

Losing his support, Kumārajīva's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees on the arena, his face drained of color, looking as if he had been pulled out of the water.

"Thank you so much, King Qin, for saving my life."

Qin Han gave him a strange look, said nothing, just smiled meaningfully, and then stepped off the stage.

The Golden Wheel Monk's expression was very serious at this moment. He originally thought that with his tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, he could at least fight Qin Han back and forth.

Now it seems that I am no match for Qin Han, since he cannot infuse his own true energy into another person's body and make a back-and-forth motion inside.

This level of control over one's own internal energy has reached an incredibly refined level, incomparable to anything else.

Duan Yu watched from the side with genuine admiration, "Uncle Zhu, Brother Qin's martial arts are truly unfathomable. He was even able to save Kumārajīva from a qi deviation."

Zhu Danchen's Adam's apple bobbed.

"I think the King of Qin's martial arts skills are comparable to those of Emperor Duan back then."

Shi Feixuan wasn't far away, but her gaze remained fixed on Qin Han, her expression complex.

This person seems to be even stronger than before.

After a brief moment of surprise, Wu Yingxiong quickly came up with an idea and shouted at Helian Tieshu, who was presiding over the event, "General Helian, the King of Qin just went up on stage himself. Doesn't that break the rules?"

Just as Helian Tieshu was wondering what to do, Li Qiushui's voice came from behind.

"King Qin's intervention to save someone is a completely different matter from a martial arts contest. Since Prince Wu is so fond of finding fault, then I, the Queen, will allow the Prince's subordinate, Daoist Yuzhenzi, to have another match with Left Envoy Yang."

Wu Yingxiong's face turned green, and Yu Zhenzi's face was equally embarrassed. How could they possibly defeat Yang Xiao's Qiankun Great Shift?

Li Qiushui's voice didn't stop, as if she were looking around from behind the curtain.

"Now that the literary and military contests have concluded, the Western Xia's marriage selection ceremony is over, with the Prince of Qin emerging victorious."

After he finished speaking, Wu Yingxiong's face turned ugly.

Prince Zongzan had already helped the exhausted Grand Preceptor, but he couldn't vent his anger.

Duan Yu, on the other hand, was beaming with joy. "Congratulations, Brother Qin!"

Wanwan leaned half her body against Qin Han, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Good brother, you've won the heart of a beauty from Western Xia!"

Qin Han didn't respond to Wanwan's words, but instead looked at Kublai Khan, who had been quiet all along.

Kublai Khan tilted his head toward the Golden Wheel Monk, his lips slightly parted, clearly whispering something to him.

Upon hearing this, the Golden Wheel Monk's expression changed, and his eyes flickered.

"Fourth Prince, are you telling the truth?!"