Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

"I don't mind, of course I don't mind." Tang Bohu chuckled.

As for Zhu Zhishan lying on the ground, he was completely ignored and dared not speak, feeling uneasy and terrified.

'That sharp blade energy shattered with a single grasp; Brother Lin's strength is truly astounding!'

Lin Zhu beckoned, and the waiter cautiously stepped forward. "What do you need, sir?"

"Bring some of the best vegetarian dishes from your restaurant."

Kumārajīva said, "This humble monk can eat meat."

"Oh, I forgot that Master is from Tibet." Lin Zhu looked at the waiter and said, "Then bring out eight good dishes."

"Alright, sir, please wait a moment!" the waiter called out, draped the white cloth over his shoulder, and went downstairs to prepare.

Soon after, the food was served, and the four of them ate it quietly.

As for wine, Lin Zhu didn't drink it, Kumārajīva couldn't drink it, and Tang Bohu and Duan Yu naturally didn't mention it either.

Zhu Zhishan: "There's still someone lying on the ground, Brother Tang. Didn't you even call me? That's so disloyal! I considered you my best friend, and I borrowed money from you every day."

After the meal, Tang Bohu reached into his pocket to take out his money.

Lin Zhu stopped him, saying, "Brother Tang, if you say it's my treat, then it's my treat. Why are you arguing with me?" He turned to the waiter and said, "Check, please!"

"Welcome, sir. The total is twenty taels of silver. Is that a silver note or silver coins?"

Lin Zhu had a thought. He took out twenty taels of silver from his storage space, rubbed it in his hand until it became a ball, and then placed it on the table. "Twenty taels. Weigh it and see if it's right."

The waiter weighed it in his hand. "That's right, it's twenty taels. Please take care, sir."

Lin Zhu looked at Kumārajīva, "Master, please." He then turned to Tang Bohu, "Brother Tang, would you like to be a witness together?"

Tang Bohu was happy to join in the fun, "I'd be honored to accept your invitation, please!"

The four of them headed west out of Suzhou.

Along the way, Kumārajīva observed the bamboo forest, mentally rehearsing the battle to come, while holding onto Duan Yu tightly with one hand, unwilling to let go.

On the second floor of the restaurant, after the four people left, Zhu Zhishan hurriedly stood up and scrambled back to his home.

Kumārajīva sealed Duan Yu's acupoints, rendering him unable to move.

He then bowed and said, "Please make your move, benefactor."

"Oh, in that case, I won't stand on ceremony." Lin Zhu reached out and slapped forward, the force gentle but the speed extremely fast.

Wu Xingyun has practiced the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand for over eighty years, incorporating countless advanced martial arts techniques.

Lin Zhu had grasped all her insights, and when she struck out with this palm, it seemed to contain the essence of the gentle and soft palm techniques of the entire world, blocking all of Kumārajīva's escape routes.

Furthermore, Mingyu's true essence was contained within, so Kumārajīva could not see any flaws and could only take the blow head-on. He pointed out with one finger, trying to break through the surface with a single point. The finger force was pure yang and extremely hot.

It was the Formless Finger of Calamity, controlled by the Formless True Essence of the Lesser Formless Technique.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhu suddenly changed his move, turning his palm into a grappling technique, and his hand suddenly grabbed at Kumārajīva's wrist.

The change of tactics came too quickly, as if it were a stroke of genius.

Kumārajīva had no time to react before his wrist was grabbed and he couldn't break free for a moment.

Suddenly, he kicked out, aiming for Lin Zhu's groin.

Lin Zhu raised his foot and kicked at Kumārajīva's shinbone, but the kick was blocked midway. Then, he transformed the grab into a claw and exerted force.

Mingyu's true essence erupted, and her right hand became as transparent as glass.

Kumārajīva, in pain, swung out a flaming blade with his other hand.

Lin Zhu's five senses are sharp. After mastering Mingyu Gong, his sixth sense began to emerge. He reached out with his left hand, accurately grabbed the blade energy, and crushed it with a forceful squeeze.

Then there was a cracking sound, and Kumārajīva's hand was crippled.

He suddenly unleashed his internal energy, shouting, "Get out of my way!"

Both were Grandmasters in cultivation, but Kumārajīva's sudden outburst still forced Lin Zhu to retreat several steps and let go of his grip.

"Such a young age, yet so ruthless!"

Chapter 13 Lingbo Weibu Acquired

Kumārajīva's hand hung limply, its bones broken by Lin Zhu's grip.

Since it was his first time fighting someone, Lin Zhu didn't hold back.

Furthermore, believing that Kumārajīva was extremely powerful, he went all out and appeared to be ruthless in his attacks.

Tang Bohu instinctively shrank back, 'Thank goodness! I didn't apologize to Brother Lin in time, otherwise I wouldn't be alive now!'

He was a grandmaster and recognized that both Lin Zhu and Kumārajīva were great grandmasters.

Duan Yu, however, felt a sense of satisfaction. He had suffered a lot of torment from Kumārajīva these past few days, who forced him to write down the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

He couldn't help but shout, "Well done, Young Master Lin!"

Kumārajīva turned and glared at Duan Yu, startling him so much that he shrank back.

Lin Zhu said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Master. This is my first time fighting someone, and I was a little rough with myself. Why don't you go all out too?"

Kumārajīva trembled with fear, thinking to himself, "This man's internal strength is unfathomable; I can't even discern which school or sect he belongs to. His attacks are completely unpredictable, yet his changes in technique are incredibly swift and natural. He's forcing me to use my full strength; he must have some other trump card. What should I do?"

In addition, he is currently injured in one wrist, so he is hesitant to make a move.

"What do you think, benefactor?" Kumārajīva said in a consultative tone, "This humble monk will have this young master Duan write down the secret manual you desire, and then this humble monk can take him away later."

"Utterly shameless!" Duan Yu couldn't help but curse Kumārajīva.

Lin Zhu thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Master is too attached to appearances. If something were to happen to Prince Duan in your care, it would cause a misunderstanding between the Dali and Dazhou kingdoms, which would be terrible. It would be a great sin to cause widespread suffering and death, and you would probably be condemned to the deepest hell. I'm only doing this for your own good!"

"You!" Kumārajīva was momentarily speechless. "This humble monk does not believe you can protect this young master Duan at all times." Adhering to the principle that a wise man does not suffer a loss in front of him, as soon as he finished speaking, he struck Lin Zhu with several flaming blades.

"A sneak attack!" Tang Bohu exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Zhu moved even faster, his hands seemingly transforming into a thousand or ten thousand hands, and with a series of clanging sounds, he shattered the Flame Blade completely.

With Mingyu's true essence protecting him, the fine blade energy and true essence of fire generated when the Flame Blade shattered did not harm him at all, and even his clothes remained intact.

Seeing this, Kumārajīva dared not linger. With a swift movement, he floated to a distance, his voice carrying, "Benefactor Lin, your skill is truly remarkable. We shall meet again."

"They just ran away like that?" Lin Zhu still seemed unsatisfied and wanted more.

Tang Bohu stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "I never expected Brother Lin to have such superb martial arts skills. I admire you from the bottom of my heart, I admire you to the extreme!"

Lin Zhu returned the greeting, saying, "Brother Tang, you flatter me! I don't deserve it!"

Duan Yu, unable to move after having his acupoints struck, hurriedly said, "Young Master Lin, Young Master Tang, could you please help me release these acupoints?"

"I almost forgot." Lin Zhu stepped forward, reached out and touched Duan Yu's chest, releasing Duan Yu's acupoints using the acupoint-releasing method of the Tianshan Zhemei Hand.

Duan Yu trembled, regained his freedom, and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for rescuing me, Young Master Lin."

"You're welcome. However, I would appreciate it if you could write down the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) for me, Young Master Duan." Lin Zhu made his request at the opportune moment.

Duan Yu thought about it and felt that his fairy sister must have some misunderstanding with the Xiaoyao Sect. Since Lingbo Weibu was from the Xiaoyao Sect, it wasn't impossible to write about it.

After only a moment's thought, he said, "Okay."

Tang Bohu promptly invited them, saying, "Why don't you two come to my humble abode? I have writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones ready at home."

Duan Yu, not knowing how to be polite, quickly said, "That would be wonderful, then we'll have to trouble Young Master Tang."

Tang Bohu laughed and said, "Brother Duan, just call me Bohu."

Duan Yu, wanting to befriend Tang Bohu, said, "Then how about I call you Brother Tang?" He then cupped his hands towards Lin Zhu and said, "Brother Lin?"

Lin Zhu and Tang Bohu returned the greeting in unison, saying, "Brother Duan!"

The three of them traveled together and entered Suzhou again.

Tang Bohu suggested, "How about we have a race?"

Although Lin Zhu possessed profound internal strength, he had not learned any lightness skills, so he said, "In such a bustling city, it would be bad if we bumped into them."

Duan Yu nodded in agreement, saying, "Brother Lin is right."

Tang Bohu smiled awkwardly, "It was my presumption that led me astray."

The three of them could only speed up a little and arrived at the gate of the Tang residence at the end of noon.

The gatekeeper, seeing Tang Bohu, exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master, weren't you going to Wuxi with Young Master Zhu? Why are you back?"

Tang Bohu shook the folding fan in his hand and said, "Something unexpected happened. Is everything alright at home?"

"Nothing serious, the eight young mistresses are still playing mahjong in the backyard as usual," the gatekeeper said softly, glancing cautiously at Lin Zhu and Duan Yu.

Tang Bohu pushed open the gatehouse door. "Let's not talk about that." Then he turned and invited, "Gentlemen, please come into the mansion."

"We apologize for disturbing you." Lin Zhu and Duan Yu bowed to each other again.

Tang Bohu led the two to his study.

On the way, they encountered a plump woman. "Bohu, why aren't you going to Wuxi?" She then looked at Lin Zhu and Duan Yu and asked, "And who are these two?"

Lin Zhu cupped his hands in greeting to Tang's mother, "Junior Lin Zhu greets Auntie."

"Duan Yu greets Auntie."

"Good, good, good!" Tang's mother smiled and nodded at the two of them, her expression... well, how to describe it?

Then, he cautiously whispered in Tang Bohu's ear, "What's the deal with this handsome young man? Did you seduce another one?"

"Mother, Brother Lin isn't a woman disguised as a man, he's a man, he's just a bit more handsome." Tang Bohu knew Lin Zhu could hear him, but he still explained in a low voice, mainly because he didn't want his mother to feel embarrassed.

"There is such a handsome young man in this world, much prettier than your eight wives," Tang's mother couldn't help but exclaim.

Duan Yu couldn't help but turn his head and chuckle to himself. He and Tang Bohu didn't really dare to look at Lin Zhu for long.

"Mother, if you have nothing else to do, please ask the servants to help prepare dinner. I will entertain these two friends."

Fearing that Lin Zhu would blame him, Tang Bohu quickly sent his mother away.

"Good, good, good!" Upon hearing this, Tang's mother smiled at Lin Zhu and Duan Yu, then turned and went downstairs.

The three of them then successfully arrived at the study.

With pen, ink, paper, and inkstone readily available, Duan Yu wrote down the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) and also copied the first diagram of the Beiming Divine Skill.