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

To put it bluntly, this footwork is just a half-baked version of Lingbo Weibu created by Xiao Yaoqing himself.

He Taichong and Xihua Zi, carrying swords, rushed towards Xiao Yaoqing with small, quick steps.

As he ran, west Huazi deliberately slowed down and slowly slipped behind He Taichong.

At this critical moment, the two figures seemed to overlap.

Even the footsteps couldn't be heard as being made by two people.

To be honest, when Xiao Yaoqing saw this scene, one word popped into his mind—Thousand-Hand Guanyin.

Unfortunately, the two people in front of them only had four hands and two swords.

Xiao Yaoqing knew in his heart that this thing was the Kunlun Sect's trump card, the "Zheng Liangyi Sword Technique".

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In the original story, this sword technique did indeed give Zhang Wuji a headache, forcing him to use the Nine Yang Divine Skill to withstand it.

Zhang Wuji knew that without using the Nine Yang Internal Force, none of the moves he knew could withstand this sword technique head-on.

To be honest, Xiao Yaoqing's internal energy was no less than Zhang Wuji's at this moment, but he himself was unaware of it.

In addition, he was thinking of finding an opportunity to copy something from those two old guys, Kunlun, so he also planned to hide for a while.

The two men before him merged into one. He Taichong, who was at the forefront, saw Xiao Yaoqing standing still without any reaction, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. He thought to himself:

"Kid, carelessness can be fatal!"

Before the thought even finished, He Taichong had already darted in front of Xiao Yaoqing.

The long sword in his hand stabbed straight towards Xiao Yaoqing's chest.

But this was actually just a feint.

In a location that was not easily noticed, another sword suddenly appeared under He Taichong's armpit.

The killing intent and power of this sword strike were far more ruthless than He Taichong's.

The one who drew the sword was west Hua Zi, who was hiding behind He Tai Chong.

This guy is the real killer move!

At this moment, He Taichong saw Xiao Yaoqing still standing there dumbfounded, his eyes filled with surprise and ruthlessness.

Because he was 100% certain that Xiao Yaoqing hadn't even adopted a defensive stance.

Moreover, Xiao Yaoqing's attention was entirely focused on his feint attack.

west Hua Zi's sword strike will definitely severely injure Xiao Yao Qing!

Seeing that west Hua Zi's sword tip was about to pierce Xiao Yao Qing's stomach, He Tai Chong even thought of what to say after the fight was over.

It's basically like saying, "What right does this callow brat have to be so arrogant!"

Not only him, but the onlookers from the six major sects around him also looked disdainful.

Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng sat on the ground, glanced at each other, and shook their heads slightly. Yin Tianzheng lowered his voice and muttered, "Xian Yutong of the Huashan Sect is only so-so in terms of martial arts. He was ambushed, so it's normal for him to get a few scratches."

These words, ostensibly referring to Xianyu Tong, were actually a comment on Xiao Yaoqing, as everyone knew.

Standing still and waiting to be beaten? Isn't that just courting death? They probably didn't even realize what was happening.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang, sitting behind the two men, said in a deep voice, "Eagle King, this man is not that simple."

"Oh?"

Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng raised an eyebrow, their hearts filled with puzzlement.

Of the six major sects, only the Emei Sect under Abbess Miejue dared not underestimate Xiao Yaoqing. Especially his close disciples, who had personally witnessed Xiao Yaoqing's ghostly speed.

Just as Zhu Yuanzhang said!

At this moment, He Taichong's expression changed.

The disdain in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a look of astonishment and doubt.

Just as He Taichong had expected, west Huazi's sword pierced Xiao Yaoqing's stomach from behind.

But no blood was seen.

Xiao Yaoqing in front of me still had the same expression, but his figure was slowly becoming blurry.

"Is that an afterimage?!"

He Taichong blurted it out.

"What?"

west Huazi, standing behind, craned his neck to look ahead.

Before the two could react, Xiao Yaoqing's voice came from the side: "Hey, are you two blind? I'm right here, didn't you see me? How could you miss like that?"

He Taichong and west Huazi: !!!

The two of them suddenly turned their heads.

Xiao Yaoqing, who had just been stabbed, was standing less than 20 centimeters away, as if the two of them had really gone astray.

In the blink of an eye, He Taichong and Xihua Zi didn't even think twice before raising their swords and changing their moves to thrust forward again.

Sword light flashed wildly!

"Another afterimage?!"

The two of them shouted it out in unison.

Xiao Yaoqing's voice drifted over from twenty centimeters away again: "Your swordsmanship is way too off-target, isn't it?"

Good guy.

Xiao Yaoqing's nonchalant tone made He Taichong and west Huazi turn green with anger.

How many years have these two people dominated the martial arts world with this set of Zheng Liang Yi Sword Technique?

Now look what's happened, being looked down upon by some greenhorn?

My temper flared up instantly.

west Hua Zi, who was behind He Tai Chong, couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward.

The Zheng Liangyi Sword Technique instantly fell into disarray.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, charged at Xiao Yaoqing like madmen, slashing at him.

The swords flashed wildly, but no matter how they swung their swords, they only managed to pierce Xiao Yaoqing's afterimage.

At this moment, Zhao Min, who was standing behind Xiao Yaoqing, had a strange expression, and even found it quite amusing.

That's right. The way He Taichong and Xihua Zi are so furious right now is exactly the same as when she first fought with Xiao Yaoqing.

Looking at Xiao Yaoqing's back, she recalled her embarrassing state back then, how she was finally subdued by Xiao Yaoqing, and how she had her first awkward encounter with him.

A slight blush rose to Zhao Min's face.

However, she watched the two furious men with amusement in her eyes, secretly enjoying the spectacle.

"Being unable to hit them isn't a pleasant feeling, is it? Hehe!"

At this moment, apart from the Emei group, the experts from the other six major sects and the Ming Cult all gasped in shock.

They stared wide-eyed at the dazzling display of sword light and figures before them.

"What kind of footwork is that?!"

Yin Tianzheng, who had just been shaking his head and sighing that Xiao Yaoqing was no good, couldn't help but shout it out now.

Although the others remained silent, they were no less shocked than he was.

They didn't recognize what kind of kung fu Xiao Yaoqing used, but they were very familiar with the Kunlun School's Zheng Liangyi Sword Technique!

Yang Xiao leaned against Yang Buhui, his expression calm, and whispered to the White-Browed Eagle King:

"The Kunlun School's Yin-Yang Sword Technique is their most treasured skill."

"This sword technique has made a name for itself in the martial arts world for at least several hundred years. It has a total of eighty-four variations and follows the Yin-Yang principle. When two people use it together, its power is no joke."

After listening, Yin Tianzheng nodded, his white eyebrows furrowing in a frown.

"That makes sense. But no matter how skilled you are, you still have to actually kill someone!"

"That kid's movements are incredibly cunning, and with those two clever words he uttered, he managed to break through the sword techniques of He Taichong and Xihua Zi!"

"And every step he took precisely exploited a weakness in their swordplay!"

"Could it be that this kid has mastered all the techniques of the Kunlun School's swordplay?!"

The two powerful figures of the Ming Cult were whispering amongst themselves, while the others could only listen in.

Supporting his father, Yang Buhui stared at the elusive figure amidst the flashing swords, his eyes sparkling as he pondered something.

The man didn't look much older than him. Yang Buhui thought to himself, if Brother Wuji were still alive, he would probably look just like him.

She did remember Zhang Wuji. If it weren't for that guy protecting her all the way to her biological father, she would have lost her life long ago. She had always kept that kindness in her heart.

At this moment, the sound of the two longswords cutting through the air gradually stopped.

He Taichong and Xihua Zi, one in front and one behind, blocked Xiao Yaoqing in the middle, their swords pointed directly at him. But both of them had their brows furrowed, their foreheads covered in sweat, and their breathing was erratic.

That's right. No matter what tricks they used, they couldn't even touch the hem of Xiao Yaoqing's clothes.

The less they could get their hands on it, the more resentful they became. Eventually, their movements became distorted, and their stamina was depleted even faster.

Finally, the two had to stop and catch their breath.

At this moment, the contempt that He Taichong and west Huazi had shown towards Xiao Yaoqing was gone, replaced by annoyance.

Just like Zhao Min said—being unable to hit someone is even more unbearable than being beaten up.

Looking at Xiao Yaoqing again, he stood quietly in place, holding a long sword that was not yet drawn.

Without blushing or panting.

It was as if he hadn't lifted a finger and had just watched a free clown show.

This infuriated He Taichong and west Huazi.

west Hua Zi pointed his longsword and coldly said, "A true man stands tall and upright. In a duel, you keep dodging and weaving. What kind of martial arts hero are you?"

Xiao Yaoqing turned his head, glanced at him, and said calmly, "Oh, so now I'm a martial arts hero again?"

In short, west Hua Zi was speechless.

That's right.

Before the fight, didn't He Taichong call him a brat who hadn't even grown his first beard yet? Now that he can't beat him, he starts calling himself a "martial arts hero."

What? That's a really fast change of expression.

He Taichong snorted coldly: "Kid, stop with the empty talk!"

"If you keep dodging like this, won't this fight ever end? Enough talk, make your move!"

Xiao Yaoqing shook his head helplessly: "You're the one who made me pay for this."

The moment he finished speaking, his expression changed.

The next moment, he swayed and rushed directly towards He Tai.

It's so fast that you can't even see the trajectory.

Everyone present was convinced that Xiao Yaoqing would still use that strange gait.

But the ascetic behind Zhao Min suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his mouth under the mask involuntarily opened.

I almost couldn't help but shout it out.

He forced himself to hold it back, but the shock in his heart was impossible to suppress.

"This...this is my self-created Free and Easy Steps?!"

"I've never taught this movement technique to anyone! How could Xiao Yaoqing know it?!"

That's right.

The technique Xiao Yaoqing is using right now is the Free and Easy Step that he took from the monk Fan Yao!

In terms of agility and unpredictability, the Xiaoyao Step is far inferior to the Lingbo Step.

However, its strength lies in short-distance straight-line sprints, which are extremely fast and have amazing explosive power.

That's why Xiao Yaoqing chose this footwork—it was directly copied from Fan Yao.

To be honest, the name suits him quite well.

Before He Taichong could react, Xiao Yaoqing had already vanished into thin air.

The next second, the person was already in front of him.

He Taichong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his sword to try and block.

But Xiao Yaoqing's silver hand had already been raised.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the entire platform fell silent.

Let's look at He Taichong again.

His posture was exactly the same as that of Xianyu Tong, the former leader of the Huashan Sect.