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

"Master Kongwen, I am here today to resolve the grievances between the six major sects and the Ming Cult. I do not wish to fight with you."

His tone was very polite.

"If I am fortunate enough to defeat you, Master, please let Shaolin stop here."

These words sounded agreeable.

Kong Wen returned the greeting with a Buddhist salute.

"I've roamed the martial world for so many years, if I were to truly lose to a young prodigy like you, then there's nothing more to say."

The meaning of this is quite clear—he accepted Zhang Wuji's bet.

However, not answering is not an option either.

It would be too shameful for the abbot of Shaolin Temple to lose to a twenty-year-old junior.

How dare they talk about destroying the Ming Cult?

At that moment, Xiao Yaoqing heard Zhao Min's voice.

"This Zhang Wuji is really boastful."

"How many years has Abbot Kongwen been famous?"

"He's only twenty years old, and he's only practiced martial arts for a few years. He thinks he can beat Kong Wen?"

It wasn't just Zhao Min who didn't believe it.

Everyone on Bright Peak had the same thought at that moment.

Abbot Kongwen's age and cultivation level were evident, as was the case with "Zeng Aniu".

He was just a nobody.

Anyone who saw this posture would think that his idea of ​​defeating Abbot Kongwen was pure wishful thinking.

But Xiao Yaoqing's lips curled up slightly, and he said slowly, "Believe it or not, Abbot Kongwen is really no match for Zhang Wuji."

Zhao Min was taken aback, and subconsciously lowered her voice: "What?"

She turned her head, her eyes showing surprise, and asked, "Are you so sure?"

Xiao Yaoqing's face remained expressionless, his gaze calmly fixed on Zhang Wuji as he slowly said, "In this world, there have to be a few geniuses, right?"

The answer wasn't direct, but Zhao Min could tell that Xiao Yaoqing genuinely thought highly of Zhang Wuji.

Although Abbot Kongwen may not be invincible, he is still a top-tier expert.

Besides, he had practiced kung fu for decades, while Zhang Wuji was only in his early twenties. How many years of skill could he possibly have accumulated?

Is this kid really that strong?

A hint of hesitation crossed Zhao Min's mind.

But she wasn't worried at all.

In the original story, after witnessing Zhang Wuji's abilities, Zhao Min at least said, "He may be my greatest rival in the future."

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But now?

She turned and glanced at Xiao Yaoqing again, then said without hesitation, "Even if Zhang Wuji is incredibly powerful, he can't compare to you."

Xiao Yaoqing: "..."

Fine, let her say whatever she wants.

He just wanted to see for himself just how amazing Zhang Wuji would be when he actually made his move.

A glint appeared in his eyes.

The wind howled.

Abbot Kongwen made the first move, using the Dragon Claw Hand, one of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts!

Even from the starting stance, Xiao Yaoqing recognized it at a glance.

Didn't he previously copy Shaolin's Dragon Claw Hand from Cheng Kun, who was disguised as Yuanzhen?

After all, Cheng Kun infiltrated Shaolin Temple decades ago and became a high-ranking monk of the Yuan generation. It would be unreasonable if he didn't even know the Dragon Claw Hand technique.

But Xiao Yaoqing's eyes lit up, not because of Kong Wen's Dragon Claw Hand.

It was actually the movement technique Zhang Wuji used to dodge.

That skill was something Zhang Wuji honed through sheer hard work in the harsh environment of Icefire Island.

Although his eyes lit up at the sight, Xiao Yaoqing was not tempted at all.

Even if his current Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) is only half-finished, it is still far superior to Zhang Wuji's current movement skills.

Zhang Wuji looked serious as he stared at Kong Wen's dragon claw gesture while retreating repeatedly to avoid the attack.

When Abbot Kongwen unleashed his Dragon Claw Hand, his aura was fierce, and every move was accompanied by a powerful wind!

The Five Elders of Kongtong couldn't contain themselves and kept praising:

"Abbot Kongwen's skill is truly amazing!"

"Indeed, who could withstand such a master's attack?"

The people from Emei and Wudang nearby nodded silently.

These guys have been in the underworld for years; they have a very sharp eye.

Judging from Kong Wen's Dragon Claw Hand technique, he knew in his heart how fierce it was.

If they were to go up and take on the challenge themselves, they'd probably be in serious trouble, and might even get hurt.

The White-Browed Eagle King from the Ming Cult was also anxious and shouted into the arena:

"Young Master Zeng, be careful! This is Shaolin's Dragon Claw Hand!"

After all, when Zhang Wuji first came out, he stopped the Wudang group from putting him in a war of attrition.

Then he started clamoring to resolve the feud between the six major sects and the Ming Cult.

When Chang Yuchun and the others encountered Abbess Miejue, Zhang Wuji attacked without saying a word.

Therefore, the Ming Cult members generally had a favorable impression of him.

At this moment, Lu Zhangke, one of the Xuanming Elders behind Zhao Min, lowered his voice and said to Zhao Min:

"Princess, Abbot Kongwen's Dragon Claw Hand technique is incredibly skillful and powerful! You must watch closely!"

Ultimately, they were still Zhao Min's teachers.

Zhao Min was determined to learn all the martial arts in the world.

This critical juncture presents a perfect opportunity to broaden one's horizons.

Just by looking at the reactions of these people, you can tell how ruthless Abbot Kongwen's Dragon Claw Hand technique is.

Zhao Min's eyes also shone with a hint of appreciation.

But Xiao Yaoqing spoke slowly.

His tone still carried a hint of regret; he clicked his tongue and shook his head.

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

Zhao Min: ? ? ?

The Two Elders of Xuanming: !!

Yuchi Feng, the Bitter Monk: ?! ?!

Several people simultaneously turned their gazes to Xiao Yaoqing, their expressions quite strange.

Xiao Yaoqing also sensed something was wrong. He glanced at everyone's faces and asked:

"What's wrong? Why are you all staring at me like that?"

"this……"

The two elders of Xuanming and the ascetic Yuchi Feng were at a loss for words.

Zhao Min looked at Xiao Yaoqing and said somewhat strangely:

"Abbot Kongwen is the head of the Shaolin Sect, the number one martial artist in Shaolin. If he hasn't mastered the Dragon Claw Hand technique, then who in this world can?!"

indeed.

In their eyes, Kong Wen is currently the strongest in Shaolin.

The Dragon Claw Hand technique is also the highest level.

But Xiao Yaoqing was taken aback:

Did I just say that out loud?

Xiao Yaoqing's ability is indeed strange.

No matter what move he copies, when it lands on you, it's a fully upgraded, top-tier version.

So he could tell at a glance that Kong Wen's Dragon Claw Hand technique was not up to par at all.

I only meant to complain to myself, but I accidentally let it slip out and someone overheard me.

"Well......"

Xiao Yaoqing was momentarily speechless.

But he quickly regained his composure, turned to look at Zhao Min, and spoke calmly:

You misspoke earlier.

Zhao Min raised an eyebrow: "Which sentence?"

Xiao Yaoqing said, "Kong Wen is not the most capable fighter in Shaolin right now."

No problem.

If Kong Wen can be considered the number one master of Shaolin, then this world is too simple.

Regardless of whether the legendary sweeping monk actually exists, the Three Monks of the Three Crossings are already three mountains weighing down on Shaolin.

To overcome evil, to overcome calamity, to overcome hardship.

Each of these three individuals is a top-tier expert in their time.

The three of them working together were enough to overwhelm even the legendary monk Kongjian back then.

Even with his two great skills, the Great Shift of the Universe and the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Zhang Wuji was unable to break the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation set up by the Three Elders.

Their terrifying strength needs no further explanation.

Upon hearing this, not only was Zhao Min stunned, but even the two elders of Xuanming standing behind her were completely dumbfounded.

Zhao Min couldn't help but ask:

"Kong Wen is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, yet he's not the strongest?"

To be honest, that's normal.

People tend to have a habitual way of thinking.

For example—

Who is the most powerful in Wudang? The sect leader, Zhang Wuji.

Who is the most powerful in Emei? The sect leader, Abbess Miejue.

Who was the most powerful member of the Ming Cult? The former leader, Yang Dingtian.

Shaolin Temple naturally assumed it was Abbot Kongwen.

If it wasn't Kong Wen, then who could it be?

Lu Zhangke's eyes gleamed, and he lowered his voice to ask:

"Could it be that the Venerable Monk Kongjian is still alive?"

This logic makes sense.

The power of the monk Kongjian is comparable to that of Zhang Sanfeng.

If he were truly alive, he wouldn't have time to hear anything.

But Xiao Yaoqing shook his head and casually dropped a bombshell:

"Kong Jian is long dead. The murderer is Cheng Kun."

"What?!"

The two elders of Xuanming and Yuchi Feng cried out almost simultaneously.

Even Fan Yao, the ascetic monk who had been pretending to be mute, suddenly had his pupils shrink.

The commotion here was so great that it alerted the people of the six major sects.

The group quickly composed themselves and lowered their heads.

But the shock in his eyes was impossible to hide.

What shocked them was not only the fact that the monk Kongjian was dead.

But -

The person who killed him was actually Cheng Kun?

It has long been rumored in the martial arts world that the monk Kongjian was killed by Xie Xun, the Golden-haired Lion King.

Xie Xun had the blood of many innocent people on his hands, so the entire martial arts world looked down on him.

But now, the words that came out of Xiao Yaoqing's mouth caused an uproar—

Was Kong Jian killed by Cheng Kun?!

Is there something they don't know?

But the problem is... how did Xiao Yaoqing know about this?

Judging by age, this kid wasn't even born when Kongjian died, right?

How could Xiao Yaoqing speak with such certainty about a secret that even they, the people of the lake, were unaware of?

In an instant, everyone's gaze changed.

They thought of the various martial arts skills Xiao Yaoqing possessed.

The unique skills of various schools and sects are like free resources to him.

Although Zhao Min also practiced a lot, it was mostly superficial and empty talk.

Xiao Yaoqing knows all the sect's most treasured skills.

Some of these techniques have even been lost to time.

Now, Xiao Yaoqing has become even more enigmatic in their eyes.

Zhao Min looked at him, her eyes filled with an indescribable tenderness.

A slight smile curved her lips, her voice as soft as a feather: "Xiao Yaoqing, you're really something, how do you know everything?"

Upon hearing this, not only Xiao Yaoqing, but even the two elders of Xuanming were stunned.

When did Zhao Min ever say such sweet words before?

When did she ever show this girlish side?

This only happened in front of Xiao Yaoqing.

If her biological father and her brother were there, their eyes would pop out.

Perhaps I should ask Xiao Yaoqing for advice on how to deal with Zhao Min in this way.

As for the guy next to him, who's practically grinding his teeth to powder, who cares about him?

Suddenly, shouts erupted from Wudang:

"That's my Wudang's Cloud Ladder Leap?!"

"How does this kid know the Cloud Ladder Leap?!"

The one who shouted was Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

That's right.

When Zhang Wuji dodged Abbot Kongwen's Dragon Claw Hand, Kongwen had already blocked all escape routes around him, leaving only one path above his head.