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

Xiao Yaoqing didn't pursue the matter any further.

After all, it wasn't Zhang Wuji who tricked him, it was Zhao Min.

Just then, with a loud bang, the cover above their heads was pushed open, and sunlight streamed in.

Zhao Min poked her face out of the hole and called down, "Xiao Yaoqing, come up quickly!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wuji had already moved.

He didn't want to be with Xiao Yaoqing for even a second.

That's terrifying.

With a whoosh, Zhang Wuji soared into the air and headed straight for the cave entrance.

Zhao Min's pupils contracted, and she abruptly pulled her head back, slamming the lid shut again.

The stone gate slammed shut with a loud thud, producing a dull thud.

Immediately following was a crisp slap, accompanied by Zhang Wuji's scream.

Xiao Yaoqing looked up and saw a figure covering its head, falling straight down.

"!"

Just as the figure was about to smash into his head, Xiao Yaoqing quickly stepped to the side.

"Bang!"

Zhang Wuji landed squarely on the ground.

"Ouch...it hurts so much..."

Zhang Wuji had one hand covering the back of his head and the other on his waist, his face contorted in a grimace.

Seeing his miserable state, Xiao Yaoqing couldn't help but click his tongue and asked, looking down:

"It must hurt quite a bit, right?"

Zhang Wuji almost fainted.

If you know pain, then why don't you reach out and catch me?

But just then, the hole above their heads opened again, and Zhao Min's voice came through:

"Xiao Yaoqing, don't let Zhang Wuji come up!"

Seeing the light above his head, Zhang Wuji struggled to get up.

Xiao Yaoqing raised his foot and stepped on Zhang Wuji's face.

With a thud, Zhang Wuji's head was stomped back onto the ground.

"Ouch!"

Xiao Yaoqing quickly pulled her foot back, muttering, "I really didn't see it, it wasn't intentional..."

Who would believe that?

However, Xiao Yaoqing did not notice that Zhang Wuji's head was right under his feet.

He had been staring at the cave entrance, waiting for it to open so he could rush out immediately; the step he took was entirely subconscious.

All I can say is that the feel on the feet is definitely different.

But he couldn't care less about Zhang Wuji. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his whole body soared into the air, flying directly out of the pit.

The stone gate closed again, plunging Zhang Wuji into complete darkness once more.

As soon as Xiao Yaoqing regained his footing, Zhao Min rushed in front of him, grabbed his arms with both hands, and asked with a worried expression:

"Are you alright? It's my fault, all my fault. If I hadn't been in such a hurry to catch Zhang Wuji, I wouldn't have dragged you in."

Zhao Min is truly remorseful this time.

She never expected that the moment Zhang Wuji fell, he would also pull Xiao Yaoqing down with him.

Xiao Yaoqing wasn't angry with her.

He shook his head, his tone flat:

"I'm fine. Next time you set up a trap like this, check if I'm nearby first."

"I'm sorry—"

Zhao Min gently shook his arm, her voice carrying a hint of coquetry.

"It's all that damned Zhang Wuji's fault. He fell in by himself, but he had to drag others down with him. He's a real scoundrel."

The floor was stomped twice, as if to vent Xiao Yaoqing's anger.

Then, Zhao Min glanced down at the bowl and chopsticks in Xiao Yaoqing's hands and asked somewhat awkwardly, "So... do you still want to eat?"

Xiao Yaoqing glanced at the rice spilled all over the floor, then at the bowl and chopsticks he was holding, and said helplessly, "What the hell am I supposed to use!"

This meal was incredibly frustrating.

Since Xiao Yaoqing refused to eat, Zhao Min took him away from Green Willow Manor without saying a word.

She hadn't forgotten that she had told Xiao Yaoqing she wanted to go inside.

The crucial point is that Zhang Wuji is now trapped inside the mechanism and unable to move.

Meanwhile, Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao outside were also frozen in place, completely unable to move.

Having captured three top masters of the Ming Cult in one fell swoop, Zhao Min was truly in the limelight.

As Xiao Yaoqing followed Zhao Min, using his light-footed skills to fly away from Green Willow Manor, his eyes grew somewhat deep.

Because everything that is happening now has completely deviated from the original story.

That's right, let's not talk about the entanglement between Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min for now.

In the original story, it was Zhang Wuji who forced Zhao Min to open the mechanism and return with the antidote, only to find Yuan soldiers surrounding Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao.

But now?

Zhang Wuji, being a traitor, dragged Xiao Yaoqing into the trap along with him.

As a result, he was imprisoned in the trap by Zhao Min and captured.

By now, the Yuan soldiers should have surrounded Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao, right?

Once Xiao Yaoqing and Zhao Min arrive, won't the Left Envoy of Light and the Green-Winged Bat King also fall into Zhao Min's hands?

"Tsk..."

"How else could Zhang Wuji save people back at Wan'an Temple?"

Forget it.

Xiao Yaoqing shook his head.

It's best not to dwell on such trivial matters.

Since even the Yihua Palace has appeared, what's wrong with the plot going a little off-topic?

So Xiao Yaoqing decided to take it one step at a time and followed Zhao Min all the way to Ganliang.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wuji was standing alone in a corner at the bottom of the mechanism, his face frighteningly gloomy.

The hole was pitch black, but you could still clearly see a large black shoe print on his handsome face.

Goodness, the injury wasn't that painful, but the humiliation was off the charts.

Zhang Wuji looked up at the stone gate at the cave entrance, gritted his teeth, stomped his foot hard, and leaped into the air.

He did a split in mid-air, his feet bracing against the walls on either side.

The immense internal force of the Nine Yang Divine Skill slammed fiercely into the stone gate.

The problem is that there's no leverage point at all, so it's completely useless.

Zhang Wuji was ultimately forced to fall back to the ground.

Looking at the stone door above him, a fierce glint appeared in his eyes:

"ah--"

An angry roar echoed through the cave.

The stone gate burst open with a roar, and just as Zhang Wuji finished shouting those words, a loud noise came from above.

He was taken aback: "My shout was that effective?"

Without thinking twice, he leaped out of the mechanism. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he saw a masked Western Region monk standing in the pavilion.

Zhang Wuji, his face full of doubt, stared at the man and asked in a low voice, "Are you the mute girl who works for Zhao Min? Why did you save me?"

The ascetic looked around to make sure no one was watching, then bowed to him and said, "On behalf of the leader, I am Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of the Ming Cult."

Zhang Wuji was startled. This mute could actually speak? But upon hearing it was Fan Yao, he immediately understood a bit, yet he still couldn't help but ask, "Right Envoy Fan? You really are Right Envoy Fan? But how did you become like this...?"

He had never met Fan Yao in person, but he had heard the rumors about him in the martial arts world. The two carefree envoys of the Ming Cult were famously handsome and dashing, known in the martial arts world as the "Two Carefree Immortals."

The ascetic monk with a face full of scars in front of him was completely different from the rumors.

A wry smile flashed across Fan Yao's face, but he quickly became serious and said, "Acting Leader, this is not the place to talk. Let's retreat first."

Zhang Wuji nodded emphatically: "That makes sense."

Just as he was about to leap up, Fan Yao hesitated for a moment and said, "Um... Acting Leader, why don't you wash your face first?"

Zhang Wuji: He raised his hand and touched his face, and sure enough, Xiao Yaoqing's big footprint was still there.

what! ! !

I wanted to kill that guy, but I just couldn't beat him.

This is infuriating!

Meanwhile, Zhao Min and Xiao Yaoqing were unaware that the Bitter Monk had already released Zhang Wuji.

They saw chaos ahead – Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao were completely surrounded by Yuan soldiers.

A young woman stood in front of them, her face tense and serious.

That was Yang Xiao's daughter, Yang Buhui.

She waited and waited at the inn, but no one returned, so she followed the direction they had left in. She happened to find her father and Wei Yixiao immobilized, as if poisoned. Before she could ask what had happened, a large number of Yuan soldiers surged up and surrounded them.

Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao exchanged a glance, their faces filled with despair.

Despite all precautions, I still fell into the trap.

The last hope of the Ming Cult rested entirely on Zhang Wuji, the acting leader.

If he doesn't come back, these guys will really be doomed here.

A clear, melodious female voice suddenly rang out from within the Yuan army formation:

"Left Envoy Yang, Bat King Wei, I didn't expect to meet you again so soon."

Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao opened their eyes at the same time, their gazes fixed on the beautiful girl who walked out from the crowd.

Yang Buhui stood protectively in front of the two, thrusting her longsword forward and shouting sharply:

"Witch, hand over the antidote!"

Zhao Min smiled and deliberately dragged out the sound:

"Huh? Wasn't the antidote given to Zhang Wuji already?"

The three of them were taken aback.

Zhao Min then patted her forehead, as if she had just remembered something, and said:

"Oh, by the way—I've captured Zhang Wuji too."

"What?!"

Yang Buhui and the other two's expressions changed drastically.

Even the strongest Zhang Wuji has been captured?

They subconsciously looked at Xiao Yaoqing, who was standing next to Zhao Min.

Everyone knows how strong that guy is.

Zhang Wuji was no match for him at all.

So what do we do now?

The strongest is gone, and the two poisoned individuals can't even muster their internal energy.

What is this if not waiting to die?

Despair filled the eyes of all three.

In the distant mountains and forests.

Zhang Wuji clenched his fists, his eyes almost bursting out of their sockets.

The hatred he felt for Zhao Min was about to explode.

"No, I have to go save them!"

Just as he was about to use his inner strength to rush forward, the ascetic Fan Yao grabbed him and said urgently:

"Acting leader, calm down!"

"It's even more important to stay calm in times like these!"

"If you rush over now, you won't be able to save anyone, and you might even get yourself killed!"

Fan Yao is right.

Xiao Yaoqing was standing right there.

No matter how powerful your Nine Yang Divine Skill is, Zhang Wuji, can you defeat him?

Isn't that just sending them to their deaths?

Zhang Wuji finally calmed down a bit after being stopped by Fan Yao.

He was also well aware that the gap between himself and Xiao Yaoqing was not small.

Zhang Wuji knew perfectly well that if he rushed out now, he would definitely get himself killed again.

The problem is, Yang Xiao and his group, as well as Bu Hui, are now completely surrounded.

He found another reason not to act for the time being: Yin Liting of Wudang, his sixth martial uncle, was still holed up in the inn all by himself. And he was crippled. He needed to get Uncle Yin to Wudang Mountain as soon as possible. If he were caught, Yin Liting would just rot in the inn and nobody would even know.

"puff--"

With a muffled thud, Zhang Wuji slammed his fist into the large tree beside him, a tree that would take two people to encircle. A clear fist mark immediately dented into the tree trunk.

He didn't even use his internal energy; he relied entirely on brute force. If he had used the Nine Yang Divine Skill, this tree would have been smashed to pieces with a single punch.

Even so, Xiao Yaoqing, standing next to Zhao Min, still raised an eyebrow slightly and subconsciously glanced in their direction.