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

However, the two of them described it as "impressive".

It's not a big deal at all.

Zhao Min was praising Xiao Yaoqing's domineering aura just now.

What Xiao Yaoqing said was impressive was his cleverness in shifting the blame.

That's right! With just one sentence, the firepower was shifted to Zhang Wuji, easily and comfortably.

Zhao Min still had questions in her mind, and asked again in a low voice, "Then what do you mean by mentioning Yuanzhen?"

Xiao Yaoqing smiled and said, "What Yuanyin? This Yuanyin is actually your Master Cheng."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min's brows furrowed sharply.

Zhao Min suddenly snapped out of her daze and blurted out, "Cheng Kun? He's that Yuan Yin from Shaolin?"

She immediately remembered that Xiao Yaoqing had mentioned he was going to follow Cheng Kun, and quickly asked, "Where is Cheng Kun? What did you find out while you were following him?"

Xiao Yaoqing didn't hide anything and bluntly stated, "He wants to blow up the entire Bright Peak and wipe out the six major sects and the Ming Cult together."

Zhao Min raised an eyebrow and muttered thoughtfully, "This idea... isn't bad."

Xiao Yaoqing glanced at her sideways.

But he also understood that it was not surprising that Zhao Min had this idea, after all, in her eyes, the martial arts world of the Central Plains was full of traitors.

Xiao Yaoqing continued, "As for Cheng Kun... he'll be able to report to the lower levels in fifteen days at most."

Zhao Min was taken aback: "You did this?"

Xiao Yaoqing nodded.

Zhao Min curled her lip: "No one will feel sorry for someone who is disloyal to me even if they die."

After saying that, she turned her gaze back to the front.

At this moment, Yuan Yin stood in front of Zhang Wuji, her voice quite loud: "Young hero, who are you? Dare to state your name?"

To be honest, Zhang Wuji was a little confused when Xiao Yaoqing singled him out.

He's always been a bit slow to react.

But seeing Yuanyin now, the fire in my heart suddenly ignited.

That's right.

Among those who toss and turn at night, unable to sleep, and whose dreams are filled with images of wandering, is Yuanyin.

"He was one of the ones who drove my parents to their deaths back then!"

The scene from ten years ago on Wudang Mountain flashed through Zhang Wuji's mind.

His father Zhang Cuishan's body was placed beside him, while his mother Yin Susu, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, held him tightly, her eyes fixed on the people around her, and whispered in his ear, word by word, "Wuji, remember them all clearly. It was them who drove your parents to their deaths."

Zhang Wuji clenched his fists, glaring at Yuan Yin with eyes full of hatred.

Yuan Yin couldn't keep her face down after being stared at like that.

He was initially furious, but after being looked at like that, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

He wondered to himself, "What grudge do I have against this kid? Why does he look at me like that?"

Ultimately, however, Zhang Wuji is exactly the same as in the original novel.

He had no intention of causing any more trouble; he simply wanted to reconcile the six major sects with the Ming Cult.

Otherwise, since they're the main character, their magnanimity is obvious.

So he swallowed his anger.

The clenched fist slowly loosened.

He addressed Yuan Yin, saying, "This junior is Zeng Aniu."

Abbot Kongwen slammed his staff heavily on the ground, causing the entire hall to tremble.

"Does this mean that Yuanzhen of my Shaolin sect is the treacherous person who sows discord?"

Zhang Wuji nodded without hesitation.

"Exactly."

Just as he was about to reveal Yuanzhen's true identity, a cold snort erupted from the side.

Yuanyin strode out, her face trembling with all her fat.

"You junior, knowing full well that my senior brother Yuanzhen couldn't come, you still insisted on naming him to confront me!"

He took two more steps forward, standing directly in front of the Wudang Sect.

"Then why don't you let Zhang Cuishan of Wudang come out and confront us?!"

Zhang Wuji's hand, which had just loosened, instantly clenched into a fist.

The bones were creaking.

On the Wudang side, Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu all had their brows furrowed.

Song Qingshu was the first to jump out, raising his hand to point at Yuanyin.

"Master Yuanyin, please show some respect when you speak!"

That shout ignited the tension between the three parties.

Zhao Min frowned as she looked at it.

She turned to look at Xiao Yaoqing and found that the man was not only not nervous, but had an expression of watching a good show.

It seems like we've been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Zhao Min lowered her voice and asked, "Do you know something? Are there feuds between the six major sects?"

Xiao Yaoqing glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Do you know who Zeng Aniu really is?

Zhao Min paused for a moment, then nodded slightly:

"Didn't you tell me that person was Zhang Wuji?"

Xiao Yaoqing hummed in agreement: "Zhang Cuishan is his father, you should know that, right?"

Zhao Min nodded again.

Xiao Yaoqing continued, "In order to recover from his injuries, Cheng Kun will definitely have to stage a fake death at Shaolin Temple, so..."

"Therefore, Yuan Yin is now dead and has no way to testify!"

Zhao Min's eyes lit up, and she continued Xiao Yaoqing's words.

"Zhang Wuji was unaware that Yuanyin was dead, so Shaolin's anger was bound to be directed at him. At this time, Shaolin also brought up the matter of Zhang Wuxia of Wudang, adding Zhang Wuji to the mix of the two major sects."

"Their attention will then shift away from us."

Zhao Min is quick-witted.

Give her just the slightest hint, and she can see through the whole game.

Xiao Yaoqing looked at her with a smile and deliberately said:

"You're so smart, I'm actually a little scared."

This was something Xiao Yaoqing said on purpose—he already knew how clever Zhao Min was.

Zhao Min could tell he was faking it.

But she still blushed and said with a hint of annoyance:

"Yes, but even if I'm that smart, I still got tricked by you without even realizing it, didn't I?"

"Why!"

Xiao Yaoqing shook his head directly, "You can't say that. I was passive from beginning to end."

Zhao Min clenched her small fists and said angrily:

"You mean I'm paying you to do it?"

Xiao Yaoqing spread his hands: "You said it yourself."

"you--"

Zhao Min blushed even more and secretly reached out to gently pinch Xiao Yaoqing's waist.

That angry yet coquettish expression!

"Xiao Yaoqing!!"

Zha Yadu stared at the scene, his teeth practically grinding to powder.

He finally saw things clearly this time.

No wonder Zhao Min was so protective of Xiao Yaoqing; it turns out there was something shady going on between the two of them!

Zha Yadu's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

If he could see, he would have shattered Xiao Yaoqing into dust long ago.

As for the others—

The Xuanming Elders, the Bitter Monk, and Yuchi Feng were all stuffed with dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

Good guy!

In such a dangerous situation, these two still have the mind to be all lovey-dovey!

Although they didn't know what "dog food" meant, all four of them felt like they had eaten too much.

The ascetic's gaze darkened.

He gently nudged Yuchi Feng.

Yu Chifeng was taken aback and followed the gaze of the Bitter Monk.

Then I saw Zha Yadu's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The two elders of Xuanming naturally noticed it as well.

The four men's eyes met, and a hint of coldness flashed in their eyes.

"Zhao Min!"

Lianxing gritted her teeth and squeezed out those two words, her voice so low that only she could hear them.

She suddenly felt that she and Zha Yadu were somewhat in the same boat.

But she quickly dismissed the idea—she and Zha Yadu were simply not on the same path.

Now is not the time to be envious of others' flirtatious glances.

Yuan Yin had already revealed Zhang Cuishan's offensive words in front of everyone.

Zhang Wuji exploded on the spot.

"Shut up!!"

A roar shook the entire hall.

Zhang Wuji's figure blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Yuanyin's side.

The fist, coated with golden Nine Yang True Qi, hovered in front of Yuan Yin's nose.

Yuan Yin froze.

The oppressive aura emanating from that boy was even more terrifying than before.

The force of the punch felt like a knife scraping his face, making him almost unsteady on his feet.

If that punch really landed, my head would probably explode on the spot.

But the fist never actually landed.

Zhang Wuji's anger reached its peak, but he managed to suppress it.

After all, he's the main character, so he has to consider the bigger picture.

He didn't want to cause any more trouble.

The Nine Yang True Qi in his body was gradually withdrawn.

Xiao Yaoqing watched this scene with a hint of disdain on his lips.

If anyone dares to curse his father like that, he guarantees that they will taste what it means to wish they were dead before they die.

Because of this, whether in his past life or this life, Xiao Yaoqing looks down on Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji slowly withdrew his fist.

Yuan Yin finally regained her balance, cold sweat pouring down her forehead.

He stared at Zhang Wuji, his eyes filled with horror, and he secretly gasped in shock.

This kid's internal strength is terrifying!

How could someone so young possess such terrifying skill?!

He subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yaoqing in the distance again.

That's right, two monstrous young men have actually appeared on Bright Peak today.

One with unpredictable movements and domineering palm techniques.

The other one, this guy in front of me named Zeng Aniu, has such strong internal energy that even someone like me from the lake city is terrified.

This world is about to turn upside down!

Standing not far away, Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple could also clearly feel the suffocating internal energy fluctuations emanating from Zhang Wuji.

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Kong Wen was also feeling uneasy.

He could sense that the young man in front of him was definitely not simple.

Yuan Yin probably really can't beat him.

Thinking of this, Kong Wen stepped forward and stood between Zhang Wuji and Yuan Yin.

"Benefactor Zeng, this old monk originally did not wish to intervene."

His voice turned somber.

"But you have slandered my Shaolin Yuanzhen. If I don't step in, where will Shaolin's reputation be?"

"Today, let me see what you're capable of."

Hearing Kong Wen say this, Xiao Yaoqing was secretly pleased.

Finally, someone went to carry Zhang Wuji.

He nodded to himself, "This time, I'm not involved."

But before he could finish celebrating, Kong Wen suddenly turned to look at him.

"Esteemed benefactor, after I finish this battle, I will have to settle accounts with you on behalf of the Huashan Sect and the Kunlun Sect."

Xiao Yaoqing: "..."

Damn it!

I've been hiding like this, and you're still thinking about me?!

The smile on Xiao Yaoqing's face vanished instantly.

He was truly helpless.

However, he also knew that Kong Wen was definitely no match for Zhang Wuji.

So... it's uncertain whether that old bald monk will still have the energy to cause me trouble later.

Let's wait and see.

All I heard was a "plop".

With a thud.

Kongwen waved his hand and slammed his staff hard against the ground of Bright Peak.

For some reason, the people from the Huashan Sect and the Kunlun Sect felt a chill run down their spines when they saw this scene.

"Mr. Zeng, be careful!"

Kong Wen's Dragon Claw Hand technique is still lacking in skill.

Kong Wen was about to get into action.

Zhang Wuji clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.