Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

The beginning is twenty years of pure internal energy?

"Hey, look at that kid, he can even doze off standing up?"

"What do you mean by dozing off? He's clearly just pretending to be deep and cool with his eyes closed."

"Ha, everyone who gets to this place is capable, so what are you pretending for?"

The chatter around him woke up the young man who could fall asleep standing up.

He was young, fair-skinned, and had delicate features; in modern terms, he was simply handsome.

It's not an exaggeration to say he's like a gigolo.

He was holding a sheathed longsword in his arms, with his arms crossed, looking like someone who practiced swordsmanship.

The young man slowly opened his eyes.

But the moment he opened his eyes, he froze.

He quickly turned his head and scanned his surroundings.

Before me lay the vast desert sands, the endless Gobi plain swirling with sandstorms so fierce it was almost impossible to open one's eyes.

He quickly closed his eyes again, muttering to himself:

"It must be a dream."

This person's name is Xiao Yaoqing.

It goes without saying that he is not from this world.

But just as he closed his eyes, preparing to go back to sleep, a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly rang in his mind:

[Ding! The Peerless Martial God Sign-in System has been bound to the host!]

[Do you want to open the new player gift pack?]

Xiao Yaoqing: !!!

Why does this voice sound both familiar and unfamiliar?

On Earth, Xiao Yaoqing is just an ordinary office worker.

I've read a ton of online novels.

He knows all too well the trope of only chosen ones having cheat codes.

But this was the first time he had ever heard this sound!

As soon as the system notification sounded, Xiao Yaoqing immediately opened his eyes!

"I wore it?"

That's right!

Xiao Yaoqing immediately understood his situation.

To be honest, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes at that moment.

That's right, who wouldn't have some emotional fluctuations if they were in this situation?

But Xiao Yaoqing knew he couldn't let his secret slip.

He suppressed his expression and looked around again.

Apart from the Gobi Desert with its endless sandstorms.

There was a large arena right in front of them, which looked similar to a modern boxing ring.

Behind the arena, a magnificent Mongolian tent stood tall.

A long table was set up in front of the tent, and a middle-aged man in iron armor sat casually behind it.

He had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were so intense they made it hard to breathe, and he exuded an aura of unassailable authority.

Both sides were lined with officers and soldiers, their armor neatly fitted, their swords held firmly and clanging.

Xiao Yao glanced around at the group of people around him. They were dressed in a mess, including men, women, and children. They were clearly not a proper group.

Everyone was holding a weapon, just like him.

"Where the hell am I?"

Xiao Yaoqing's mind was buzzing. He had no idea what kind of place he had transmigrated to, or even what era it was.

Suddenly, he remembered that he still had a newbie gift pack from the system that he hadn't opened.

On a whim, he immediately shouted to the system, "System, open the gift pack!"

【Ding! 】

The system didn't hesitate at all; its voice immediately boomed out:

[Congratulations, host, on unlocking the newbie gift pack!]

[Rewards: 1. Twenty years of refined internal energy; 2. The first eight forms of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms; 3. Random talent replication!]

The three items arrived in no time.

As soon as the system finished speaking, Xiao Yaoqing felt a surge of heat rushing out of his dantian and flowing through all the meridians of his body.

He suddenly burst forth with inexhaustible energy.

"Twenty years of internal energy, just like that, you've got it?"

He's only twenty-two years old this year. In his original world, he wouldn't have even been in a decent fight, let alone practiced martial arts.

Twenty years of refined internal energy is equivalent to his relentless, day-and-night cultivation since he was two years old.

If others found out that he got this for free, wouldn't the entire martial arts world be in an uproar?

Before he could recover from the surprise, he found that something else had entered his mind.

The first eight moves of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are directly imprinted in my mind.

However, Xiao Yaoqing's expression was a bit strange, and he muttered to himself, "The seventh move is called 'Sudden Arrival,' and the eighth move is called 'Shocking the Hundred Miles'... These names are truly brilliant."

As for that "random copy talent"

He still didn't understand what it meant.

Just as I was about to ask the system a question, a shrill voice suddenly came from ahead:

"The princess has arrived!"

That shout drew everyone's attention.

Xiao Yaoqing also raised his head and looked towards the main tent.

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air could be heard in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a white figure stepped out of the void, holding a long sword, and landed steadily on the arena.

The person who came was a young woman, dressed in white, as white as snow.

The moment her face was revealed, the group of people around Xiao Yaoqing immediately erupted in chaos.

"Wow, this is really good-looking!"

"Tsk tsk, I've lived for so many years and this is the first time I've seen such a beautiful woman."

The people around them were all talking at once, their eyes wide with astonishment.

Some people have even started planning how to bring this girl back to the mountain to be their chieftain's wife.

Xiao Yaoqing also took a few more glances.

The woman's skin was as white as jade, her eyes were clear and bright, and her smile was sweet and charming, indescribably beautiful.

A phrase inexplicably popped into his mind: "His face was like solidified cream, and his eyes were like autumn water."

I have to admit, this girl is indeed beautiful.

But Xiao Yaoqing didn't swoon like the others.

He noticed that when the woman went on stage, there were two bald men standing next to the large tent behind her.

One was tall and the other short; one was sturdy and the other was thin and frail.

Both of them wore shackles around their necks.

He looks like a monk from the Western Regions.

Xiao Yaoqing gasped, "This combination... seems vaguely familiar?"

As he was thinking, the girl on the stage suddenly moved.

With a push of his feet, his body soared into the air.

"Clang!"

The longsword was drawn, its cold light flashing.

She charged straight at their group!

They didn't even say hello.

The first few people fell to the sword in the blink of an eye.

The movements were frighteningly fast.

Xiao Yaoqing could tell at a glance that this woman was definitely a master.

The people around then realized what was happening and drew their weapons.

The girl showed no sign of stopping; she clearly intended to kill everyone.

This group of people were no pushovers either, and they immediately surrounded them.

Faced with the menacing crowd, the girl remained calm and even smiled.

Many people felt that this smile was like a gentle spring breeze.

But alarm bells were ringing in Xiao Yaoqing's mind—something was wrong with this woman.

really.

The next second, the sound of weapons clashing rang out.

Those who rushed forward, without exception, all fell just like the first few.

Even if these guys weren't top-tier masters, they were still pretty good fighters who could make a name for themselves in the martial arts world. And what happened? They were all knocked down. This girl's skills were definitely impressive.

In the distance, in front of a large tent, sat a middle-aged man with a dignified face, laughing heartily. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Haha, Minmin, that girl, has improved quite a bit!"

After saying that, he turned and nodded to the two monks from the Western Regions beside him: "You two, well done!"

The two monks clasped their hands and bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you for your praise, Your Highness!"

Xiao Yaoqing only realized he had fallen into a trap because he overheard these people chatting.

Aren't those two monks from the Western Regions the Xuanming Elders? Crane-Pen Elder and Deer-Staff Guest!

At this moment, Hebi Weng shook his head at Lu Zhangke: "The aptitude of this batch is too poor."

Lu Zhangke nodded in agreement: "They are pretty pathetic, a bunch of rabble. But... isn't there still one standing there motionless?"

The two narrowed their eyes and stared at Xiao Yaoqing, who was standing still.

Then, the two exchanged a glance and shook their heads. Lu Zhangke spoke up, "I can't sense any internal energy fluctuations from this kid. He's probably terrified out of his wits."

Hebi Weng responded, "I wonder if we can find another teacher for the princess today."

They couldn't detect even a trace of martial arts skill in Xiao Yaoqing.

The system is protecting them; it would be a miracle if they could see through it!

At this moment, in the eyes of the Xuanming Elders, Xiao Yaoqing was just a scared and useless fool.

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword in the girl's hand was aimed straight at Xiao Yaoqing, who was standing at the very back!

When everyone rushed up together, Xiao Yaoqing stood still and didn't move an inch!

Looking again now, good heavens, he was the only one left standing.

This won't do!

He was holding a sword in his hand.

But Xiao Yaoqing had just transmigrated and hadn't practiced any martial arts at all.

The rewards from the system have absolutely nothing to do with swordsmanship!

However, there simply wasn't enough time.

If he had been any slower, the tip of the sword would have pierced his throat.

If he dies right after transmigrating, that would be too embarrassing for the chosen one.

So, without thinking, Xiao Yaoqing instinctively raised the longsword that was still sheathed in his hand.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound.

The girl's sword tip landed squarely on Xiao Yaoqing's sword hilt.

Xiao Yaoqing felt a sudden weight on his shoulder, as if he had been hit hard by some force.

The woman suddenly lost control of her longsword, and she stumbled back three steps as if she had crashed into an iron wall, the sword slipping from her hand and falling to the ground.

Xiao Yaoqing was stunned: "Huh? What's going on?"

He had seen it clearly; this girl's martial arts skills were definitely not weak. He had only casually raised his sword to block, and hadn't felt much force at all, so how did she fly away?

"This...is it just my imagination?"

In terms of martial arts knowledge, Xiao Yaoqing wasn't even a beginner. The girl in front of him looked only seventeen or eighteen, but Xiao Yaoqing possessed twenty years' worth of pure internal energy. Even if she had been practicing since she could remember, if it came down to a direct contest of internal energy, what could she possibly use to compete with him?

When Hebi Weng and Lu Zhangke saw that the princess had suffered a loss, their expressions immediately changed.

"Princess!"

The two of them pushed off with their feet, about to leap into the air and pounce.

The girl raised her hand and shouted, "Don't come any closer!"

Her voice was pleasant, but her tone carried an innate arrogance.

Xiao Yaoqing frowned: "Princess?"

The address sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he'd heard it before. The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became: "It's right on the tip of my tongue, how can I not remember?"

Hebi Weng and Lu Zhangke were stopped by the princess and stood there, staring at Xiao Yaoqing with solemn expressions.

Hebi Weng lowered his voice: "This kid casually blocked the princess's full-force attack and repelled it?"