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

You can only copy from the same person once a day. I've already gotten the Seven Injury Fist today, I'll talk about the Nine Yang Divine Skill tomorrow.

Whether we'll run into Zhang Wuji tomorrow is anyone's guess.

At this moment, Yin Li's anxious voice came from outside the door, tinged with panic:

"Brother Niu! Wake up! Run!"

"Bang!"

Yin Li pushed open the door and was stunned to see the masked man standing inside.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's furrowed brows, Yin Li also frowned:

"Who are you? Brother Niu, are you alright?"

In her eyes, Zhang Wuji is still the same Zeng Aniu who doesn't know martial arts.

Yin Li was naturally nervous.

No sooner had she finished asking the question than she swayed and attacked Xiao Yaoqing without hesitation.

When Xiao Yaoqing saw her rushing towards him, he quickly dodged.

He wasn't sure if he could withstand the Thousand Spider Poison Hand technique; it was hard to say right now.

It is said that only those who have lost their virginity can be neutralized by this poison. Of course, Zhang Wuji also has a way to detoxify, but that's a matter for later.

To avoid Yin Li's entanglement, Xiao Yaoqing didn't hesitate at all. He took a step and directly used the Lingbo Weibu technique.

Zhang Wuji, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, widened his eyes instantly upon seeing this step.

His face showed obvious surprise: "That move...it's absolutely amazing!"

He secretly praised her in his heart, his gaze fixed on Xiao Yaoqing's feet, unwilling to look away for even a moment.

Just then, Abbess Miejue's voice came from outside the door: "Witch, you can't escape! Quickly cure my disciple's poison!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a gentle breeze swept in, and Abbess Miejue was already standing at the door.

But as soon as her foot landed, she froze.

Her trusted aide, who had come with her, instinctively wanted to rush in and grab Yin Li.

Abbess Miejue directly held the Heaven-Slaying Sword horizontally, blocking their movements.

Her gaze, like Zhang Wuji's, was fixed on the elusive figure in the room.

No one noticed that Zhou Zhiruo, dressed in a pink gauze dress, had a ripple in her eyes like a pebble thrown into a lake.

58 Zhou Zhiruo: Why would I worry about this scoundrel?

Zhou Zhiruo recognized this step.

It was this footwork that made the man grab her hand.

She instinctively hid her right hand behind her back once again.

A flicker of doubt arose in her mind: "Could it be him?"

Just then, "Ping"

A crisp sound.

The sword in Xiao Yaoqing's hand collided with Yin Li's palm.

"ah--"

Yin Li cried out in pain.

"Ta-da!"

She took several steps back.

"thump"

Suddenly, he fell to the ground.

At that moment, the fleeting shadow in the room also steadied itself.

Zhou Zhiruo spotted the sword in Xiao Yaoqing's hand at a glance.

Her small hands, hidden behind her back, clenched tightly: "It's him!"

Indeed, Xiao Yaoqing's image was already etched into Zhou Zhiruo's mind.

Not to mention his sword.

Zhou Zhiruo has now completely recognized him.

But she just bit her lip gently, not revealing it on the spot.

The exact reason is something even Zhou Zhiruo herself probably couldn't explain.

At this moment, Abbess Miejue, the head of the Emei sect, glanced at Yin Li, who was lying on the ground, clutching his hand and trembling, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Abbess Miejue stared at the masked man in front of her, feeling that something was off about his origins.

Although they were currently on the same side and faced the same enemy, the nun sensed an inexplicable sense of crisis emanating from this man.

That feeling instantly put her on high alert.

She sized up Xiao Yaoqing a few times before finally speaking:

"Young hero, your skills are quite impressive."

—This isn't a compliment.

Although Xiao Yaoqing covered half of his face, his eyes and his spirit clearly showed that he was a young man.

Xiao Yaoqing did not respond, because Miejue had not finished speaking.

"I am Miejue, the leader of the Emei Sect. May I ask if you, young hero, would remove your mask so that I may have a look?"

Remove the mask?

Xiao Yaoqing sneered inwardly: I know Zhou Zhiruo behind you all too well.

So he simply shook his head.

With that shake of the head, Extinction's face immediately darkened.

"In that case, this humble nun will have no choice but to do it herself."

Before she could finish speaking, she had already started moving.

With a stomp of his foot, he shot towards Xiao Yaoqing like an arrow, his palm slashing down with a merciless killing intent.

But at that moment, Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing at the very back, subconsciously called out:

"Master!"

The other disciples around her all turned to look at her, their faces full of confusion.

Zhou Zhiruo quickly shut her mouth, but her heart skipped a beat.

She cursed herself inwardly: Am I crazy? He's a member of the Ming Cult, why should I worry about him?

But Miejue seemed not to have heard the shout at all, and had already killed her way to Xiao Yaoqing.

Damn it, this is Abbess Miejue!

He was just one step away from becoming a top master, and in terms of strength, he was even a step above the Xuanming Elders.

How could Xiao Yaoqing dare to be careless?

He immediately gathered his qi, and the internal energy in his dantian surged throughout his body in an extremely strange way, emanating a warm, yet not tyrannical, aura.

Then, he threw a punch, directly meeting Extinction's palm.

The moment he threw his punch, Zhang Wuji's pupils shrank sharply on the bed next to him.

His hands clenched tightly, his eyes filled with shock:

"The Seven Injury Fist?! People from the Kongtong Sect?!"

"Why did the people from the Kongtong Sect launch a sneak attack on me?!"

Of course, he was overthinking it.

Zhang Wuji had no idea that the Seven Injury Fist was originally learned by Xiao Yaoqing from him.

"puff"

A muffled thud.

Xiao Yaoqing took three steps back.

But Extinction didn't fare any better—she also lost her balance and stumbled back several steps.

"Master!"

This time, all the close disciples exclaimed in surprise.

What Xiao Yaoqing just used was none other than the Emei Sect's unique internal skill – the Emei Nine Yang Skill.

When this news broke, the disciples behind Abbess Miejue were in an uproar. Their usual job was to be shocked, but this time they were genuinely stunned. The Emei Nine Yang Skill was a sect-defining internal cultivation method developed by Guo Xiang based on a fragment of the Nine Yang Divine Skill passed down by Master Jueyuan. This skill was never passed on to outsiders, much less to men. The Emei Sect didn't accept men at all; if someone had secretly learned it within the sect, and even the sect leader hadn't noticed? That was too outrageous!

That's right, the path Xiao Yaoqing used to circulate his internal energy just now was the same as the Emei Nine Yang Skill. But he copied it from Zhou Zhiruo, so how could Miejue possibly know that?

At this moment, Xiao Yaoqing completely ignored Miejue's question, and the system's notification sound rang in his mind—

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully copied the top-tier martial art, Snowdrift Cloud Piercing Palm!]

The Snow-Piercing Cloud Palm? Xiao Yaoqing remembered this move. In the original story, Zhang Wuji made a bet with Abbess Miejue to protect the brothers of the Ming Cult's Sharp Gold Banner, enduring three of her palm strikes. The first strike was this Snow-Piercing Cloud Palm. The power of this palm technique needs no further explanation.

Miejue had only sensed a dangerous aura about Xiao Yaoqing, but now that he even knew her family's most secret martial arts, she was furious. Without a word, she attacked again.

"Hey kid, who are you? Take off your mask!"

Extinction roared as it charged forward again.

Xiao Yaoqing, speechless, finally spoke: "Are you ever going to stop?"

This only fueled Miejue's anger. She, the dignified leader of the Emei Sect, was fighting you seriously, and you,, were acting all impatient? Fine, today I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!

With a slight flick of his wrist, a strange ripple spread across his palm. Xiao Yaoqing recognized it immediately – it was the Snowdrift Cloud Piercing Palm, the very same martial art he had just copied.

A thought struck him.

"You use the Snowdrift Cloud Piercing Palm, right? Then I'd like to see just how powerful this palm technique really is!"

My mind raced.

Xiao Yaoqing activated the Emei Nine Yang Skill within his body once again.

Immediately afterwards, she actually copied the same movements exactly as Abbess Miejue.

Abbess Miejue didn't even have time to be surprised.

The two palms had already collided.

All I heard was a "whoosh".

A muffled thud.

The collision of their palms generated a powerful surge of air.

The tables, chairs, and benches in the room were shaken and scattered everywhere, crashing and clattering all over the floor.

In the blink of an eye.

Abbess Miejue and Xiao Yaoqing each stepped back.

Xiao Yaoqing was secretly surprised. He felt his hands trembling slightly.

The force of Abbess Miejue's palm strike just now was indeed terrifying.

But it was just a trembling in his hands.

But in Xiao Yaoqing's eyes, Abbess Miejue was only one step away from being a top master.

Based on his own assessment of his abilities, he shouldn't be a match for her at all.

How come Abbess Miejue was also forced back?

A thought suddenly flashed through Xiao Yaoqing's mind:

"I understand! Abbess Miejue definitely didn't use her full strength! Wasn't she like that when she punished Zhang Wuji?"

Thinking about this, Xiao Yaoqing felt he couldn't stay any longer.

If I had stayed here, I'm afraid I would have really died here today.

So without saying a word, he moved his feet and used the Lingbo Weibu technique to bypass Abbess Miejue.

Prepare to use the Swallow Returns Lightness Skill to rush out of the inn.

But when the core members of Emei saw that Xiao Yaoqing was about to run away, they immediately drew their swords and rushed forward.

Zhou Zhiruo also drew her long sword, but did not go to meet Xiao Yaoqing.

Jingxuan, along with several Emei disciples, shouted in unison:

"You villain, don't run!"

But just then, Abbess Miejue, who had just exchanged a palm strike with Xiao Yaoqing, suddenly shouted:

"Don't chase after him!!"

However, the tip of the other person's sword was already in front of Xiao Yaoqing.

Even if he wanted to stop now, Xiao Yaoqing couldn't just stand still.

The third move of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms: The Dragon Appears in the Field.

This move is purely defensive.

Ping Pong

A crisp sound.

The swords in the hands of the Emei disciples who rushed forward were all knocked away in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the Emei disciple who had made the move seemed to be hit by a powerful force and was forced to retreat repeatedly!

On the contrary, Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing behind Xiao Yaoqing, remained motionless and unharmed.

Having done all this, Xiao Yaoqing no longer hesitated and turned to leave.

He brushed past Zhou Zhiruo.

Their eyes met briefly for a moment.

Then, with a few leaps, Xiao Yaoqing disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Cough...cough cough."

Suddenly, a few low coughs came from Abbess Miejue's mouth.

"Master!"

Her close associates panicked and quickly surrounded her.