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

While blocking the knife, she turned and yelled at Xiao Yaoqing, "Xiao Yaoqing! Are you going to help me or not?!"

Xiao Yaoqing heard it, of course.

But he was actually quite puzzled.

Following the original story, the two elders of Xuanming should have rushed to Zhao Min's side as soon as she knocked away the first cult member.

But now?

The two elders of Xuanming actually went to the outermost edge to clear out the small fry who were surrounding them.

Good heavens, you really trust your princess that much?

Where is the Bitter Monk? He's busy getting in touch with Zhu Yuanzhang and has no time to spare for this.

Not to mention Yu Chifeng—he was even more ruthless towards his own "gang leader."

He had unwavering faith in their abilities and didn't even glance in their direction.

As for the two elders of Xuanming, they thought: Xiao Yaoqing is guarding the carriage. This person also knows the Xuanming Divine Palm and his footwork is strange. With him there, what could possibly happen to the princess?

But to their utter surprise, Xiao Yaoqing had no intention of making a move at all.

What should we do now?

These were the questions Xiao Yaoqing asked himself.

Zhao Min is clearly in a state where she can't hold on any longer.

She was only a mid-to-high level expert, and she didn't even bring her sword this time.

If they keep fighting like this, even if they don't die, they'll be badly injured.

How could he possibly live a peaceful and stable life in the Prince of Ruyang's mansion after that?

Zhao Min's side is already at its breaking point.

Amidst the flashing swords and clashing blades, she dodged left and right, sweat beading on her forehead.

"Xiao Yaoqing! You—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was forced to stagger backward by the Ming Cult's offensive.

Xiao Yaoqing stood still, his gaze fixed on her, and sighed softly.

no way.

Now that we've weighed the options, we have no choice but to take action.

With a light touch of his toes, he glided out—this lightness skill was copied from Zhao Min.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Zhao Min.

Zhao Min had just dodged a horizontal slash when a second one was already upon her.

She didn't have time to think and could only raise her arm to block.

He knew in his heart that even if he didn't die this time, he would lose an arm.

Just as the blade was about to fall, a gust of wind suddenly swept past his ear.

Then, a tall, slender figure blocked her way.

Zhao Min finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But looking at Xiao Yaoqing's back, she still gritted her teeth.

Why did this guy wait until she was almost at her limit before making a move?

Xiao Yaoqing stood there, looking at the Ming Cult in front of him.

She sighed softly.

The next second, the pure internal energy accumulated over twenty-five years suddenly erupted throughout his body.

The Ming Cult members around them were struck by a giant hammer, flying backward and landing in disarray.

Xiao Yao glanced around at the battlefield.

Well, since we've already made our move, let's finish this quickly.

Zhao Min got up from the ground, walked quickly to his side, and said in a displeased tone:

"Xiao Yaoqing, why were you watching me get beaten up just now?"

But Xiao Yaoqing completely ignored her.

With a single step, he leaped directly to the top of the sedan chair.

"Xiao Yaoqing! I'm asking you a question! Why are you climbing so high?!"

Zhao Min stomped her feet in anger, her cheeks puffed out.

But Xiao Yaoqing had already closed his eyes and was mobilizing the true energy in his dantian.

The vital energy travels along the eight extraordinary meridians, rushing all the way to acupoints such as Chengqi, Sibai, Juliao, and Dicang.

He was a little puzzled.

Why is all the energy from this move ending up on my face?

But since they're practicing like this, let's practice like this too.

True energy gathered and surged in his palm.

Behind Xiao Yaoqing, a faint dragon shadow appeared.

Zhao Min froze for a moment, her pupils shrinking slightly. She knew this was the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

Xiao Yaoqing chose the move with the largest range in the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms—the Eighth Move, which shocked the entire region.

The essence of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is the "Regretful Dragon Soaring High" move. However, in terms of sheer power, the eighth move is the strongest.

It was a grand affair, and the name was absolutely right.

Xiao Yaoqing gave a deep shout and pushed his palms forward sharply.

The dragon's roar echoed softly, and the palm wind exploded, crushing in all directions.

"Ugh—"

Screams immediately erupted.

The two Xuanming elders and Yuchi Feng, who were engaged in a fierce battle on the periphery, froze at the same time and turned around abruptly.

Upon seeing the churning air currents, the three men's expressions changed simultaneously:

"Oh no! Get out of the way!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the three of them immediately gathered their energy and took to the air to dodge the attack.

In the distance, the ascetic monk, having just thrown Zhu Yuanzhang and Chang Yuchun out, growled:

"There's an ambush! Retreat immediately!"

Zhu Yuanzhang and Chang Yuchun were startled when they heard the Bitter Monk speak.

But the next second, all three of them realized something at the same time. The ascetic monk turned around abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, the three people's expressions changed drastically, and they quickly jumped up to dodge.

Screams echoed one after another.

There was no one left standing on the ground.

Zhao Min, standing in front of Xiao Yaoqing, froze completely.

Those bright, large eyes looked lost in thought.

She longed to become stronger. She also admired those who were strong.

At this moment, Xiao Yaoqing himself was a little dazed at the top of the sedan chair.

He never expected that Baili could be so ferocious.

Xiao Yaoqing deliberately controlled the direction of this wide-range attack, preventing Zhao Min from being affected.

But others weren't so lucky.

The two elders of Xuanming were so frightened that they hurriedly tried to escape. Ordinary Ming Cult members and Yuan soldiers had no chance to get away.

One by one, they were blasted away, their chests feeling as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, blood flowing from their mouths and noses, lying on the ground screaming in pain and rolling around.

"Well……"

Xiao Yaoqing looked around and felt a little uneasy.

"If I had known it would be this fierce, I should have held back."

He also realized that the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms had shocked Baili, and that it was ridiculously powerful.

Zhao Min tilted her head back, staring intently at Xiao Yaoqing.

Her mind went completely blank.

Later generations have specifically studied this technique and found that the most ruthless move in the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is not "Flying Dragon in the Sky" or "Regretful Dragon," but rather "Shocking the Hundred Miles."

—Its attack power is outstanding, and it's ridiculously domineering.

Xiao Yaoqing is now filled with deep regret.

But the move has already been made, so we can't just call it off and say, "Hey guys, let's do it again?"

He could only stand still, his hands behind his back, a profound and inscrutable expression on his face.

If you're going to pretend, then pretend.

Seeing his demeanor, Zhao Min's heart suddenly raced.

She's inherently someone who submits to force—she'll only submit to whoever has the stronger fist. She herself often laments, "I just wish I were a man."

That drive to become stronger is stronger than anyone else's.

She looked down on the Seventh Prince's son, Zha Yadu, because that kid was nothing without his father.

The reason she later fell for Zhang Wuji was because of his indomitable spirit and his genuine martial arts skills.

But now?

Xiao Yaoqing stood before her like a god descending to earth, his imposing aura making it hard for her to breathe.

Her heart was pounding so hard she could hear it herself.

On the rooftops and treetops in the distance, many people were hiding in the shadows.

The two elders of Xuanming, Yuchi Feng, and the Bitter Monk were all dumbfounded.

They certainly knew how powerful the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were.

However, this martial art has basically been lost. Even the core members of the Beggars' Sect are lucky if they can perform two or three moves.

This "shocked hundreds of miles away"

The eighth move of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is something that ordinary people can't even touch.

They hadn't expected Xiao Yaoqing to be so strong.

If they hadn't dodged in time when that gust of wind swept over, they would definitely have been in trouble.

The two elders of Xuanming exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with shock and even a hint of lingering fear.

Now they believed it—Xiao Yaoqing's earlier statement about "cleaning house."

Yes, it really can be done.

Yu Chifeng stood there, his eyes wide open, his mind filled with admiration.

He was so excited he almost shouted it out:

"So this is our Iron Palm Clan leader!"

"The Iron Palm Clan is saved!!"

But the ascetic Fan Yao had even deeper thoughts in his mind.

Just how many trump cards does Xiao Yaoqing still have hidden?

How could someone like him willingly be bossed around by that good-for-nothing Bao Yuan?

Could it be... that he's an undercover agent like me?

That's right, Xiao Yaoqing's status has changed again in Fan Yao's eyes right now.

Xiao Yaoqing himself never expected that such a misunderstanding would occur.

He's standing there now, and to be honest, he's incredibly embarrassed.

Xiao Yaoqing stood on top of the sedan chair with his hands behind his back, feeling that the posture was a bit silly.

But why are all those people down there frozen in place?

It took the two elders of Xuanming a long while to come to their senses and suppress the shock in their hearts.

Now that the Ming Cult members are all on the ground, there's nothing to worry about.

The two men landed in front of the sedan chair and bowed to Zhao Min, asking, "Princess, are you alright?"

Zhao Min was lost in thought when she heard someone calling her, and she quickly looked away.

She pressed her pounding heart to herself and shook her head. "I'm fine. How are you?"

She froze as soon as she said it.

Only then did he realize that everyone around him, whether it was the Yuan soldiers he had brought or the followers on the other side, was lying haphazardly!

"Tsk..."

Zhao Min inwardly gasped: "This was all caused by Xiao Yaoqing's palm strike? That's terrifying!"

At this moment, Hebi Weng took over the conversation: "Princess, thanks to Master Xiao, the rebels have been severely injured and collapsed."

He paused, then looked up at Xiao Yaoqing: "However, Master Xiao, while your move is powerful, it doesn't distinguish between friend and foe!"

"Our own people were also badly injured!"

As Xiao Yaoqing was pondering how to respond, Zhao Min spoke first.

She glanced back at Xiao Yaoqing and waved her hand: "Take them all back to get treatment, and give them some reward money as a token of their merit in protecting the emperor."

Let's go!

After saying this, Zhao Min seemed to care at all that Xiao Yaoqing had accidentally injured her own people, and lifted the curtain to get into the sedan chair.

"this……"

The two elders of Xuanming looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise.

But the princess has spoken, what can they do?

He could only reply with a simple, "Yes!"

She gave Xiao Yaoqing another deep look, her thoughts unreadable.

Green Willow Manor, the place where dreams begin!

The sky gradually darkened.

The orange-red sunset hung on the horizon, dyeing the entire sky crimson.

A manor, almost as large as the Prince of Ruyang's mansion, appeared before everyone.

A plaque hangs above the vermilion gate, bearing four large characters: Green Willow Manor.

When Xiao Yaoqing saw these four words, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

the reason is simple.

This Green Willow Manor is where dreams begin!

In the original novel, it was in this manor that Zhao Min fell in love with Zhang Wuji at first sight.

Zhang Wuji was still dragging his broken leg when he fell, and Zhu'er had taken him in to care for him.