Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 97 Fairy, Wait a Minute (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

The four princesses of the Demonic Sect each have their own strengths.

Learned, musical instruments, dancing, singing.

They named themselves after their best skills.

The one who was skilled in musical instruments was codenamed "Zhao Ji," the famous Cai Wenji, who was skilled in playing the zither and composing music.

The one who was skilled in dance was nicknamed "Flying Swallow." Zhao Feiyan, who could dance lightly on the palm of a hand, was a dancer whose beauty was breathtaking.

The singer known as "Han E" is a female singer whose voice is so beautiful it lingers in the air, and whose skills are unparalleled.

The erudite and talented person was nicknamed "Yongxu" (咏絮), comparing himself to Xie Daoyun of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and believing that he had the talent to compose poems about willow catkins.

A smile flashed in Li Zhaoting's eyes.

The identities of the other three are currently unknown; there are too many witches who can sing and dance, making it difficult to determine accurately.

There aren't many beautiful women who are both learned and talented.

The white-clad fairy's aloof demeanor, her profound knowledge and extraordinary wisdom, coupled with a vague sense of familiarity—who is the white-clad fairy? It's really hard to guess!
Li Zhaoting took out the jade flute.

"My sword is only for the enemy. It would be too much of a shame to fight a beauty like you to the death."

"You look down on me?"

"I think the jade flute is more suitable to deal with you."

"I hope you won't regret it."

"It's a pity that I only have the Purple Star Soft Sword and haven't learned the Dugu Nine Swords. Otherwise, I would definitely use the Dugu Nine Swords to spar with you, Fairy. Now, please make your move, Fairy!"

Li Zhaoting stood tall and had a gentle, refined air.

He was holding a jade flute.

The entire body is made of jade flutes.

The white-clad fairy could see eight flaws, which happened to be the eight holes of the flute. If she attacked rashly, Li Zhaoting would be able to counterattack with his energy and would instead be at a disadvantage.

The white-robed fairy had already witnessed the power of the Purple Mansion Divine Flute. It was by no means a useless move for the sake of elegance, but rather a skillful and exquisite technique that was masterful and unparalleled.

If you can't beat someone, strike first!
Seize the initiative, and you'll never lose out!
"Young Master Li, please enlighten me!"

The white-clad fairy made a delicate orchid-like gesture with both hands and pressed it towards Li Zhaoting's acupoint on his ribs. This was the Ruyi Orchid Hand, one of the most exquisite and vicious grappling techniques in the world.

With just a light touch, it can destroy half of an enemy's meridians with its subtle and hidden power. In the past, the Fairy Ruyi used this martial art to dominate the world and cause countless troubles.

The Ruyi Orchid Hand technique is extremely difficult to master. The fairy's own daughter practiced this method under her mother's guidance for thirty years, but ultimately died vomiting blood.

Of course, there is another possibility.

The Fairy Ruyi only knows how to practice, not how to teach.

The Fairy Ruyi is a super genius who can learn any martial arts technique after watching it a few times. Her daughter is a poor student. The genius can't understand the poor student's thought process. Why do you get stuck on a problem that you can understand at a glance?

The martial arts created by top students are only suitable for top students.

The fairy in white isn't a top student, she's a genius.

The human brain can memorize a warehouse or a library of books, and recall them whenever needed, faster than a search engine.

Search engines can only search, but the fairy in white can both memorize by rote and analyze and reason. Her moves are as swift as the wind, and she can unleash more than a dozen ingenious moves with a wave of her hand.

The fact that she could use so many martial arts techniques at the same time clearly showed the extent of the White-Clad Fairy's internal strength... the Lesser Formless Skill!
The Lesser Formless Skill is the most suitable internal skill for top students.

It can effectively eliminate the worries of top students.

With the Lesser Formless Skill as the foundation of internal energy, when reading the manual, you only need to remember the moves and then activate them with the Lesser Formless Skill to learn this martial art.

You can learn it in no time, and master it in no time.

Is there anything more fitting than this?
Most importantly, the manual for the Lesser Formless Skill is in the White-Clad Fairy's house, in her library. She knew the way to unlock the secrets of the Lesser Formless Skill a long time ago.

That's right, the Lesser Formless Skill needs to be deciphered. The manual doesn't contain any mental techniques or incantations, only an account book.

The rhyme goes: On the first day of the Lunar New Year, nine mace and eight fen of silver were received;
Note: Inhale gently nine times, then hold your breath eight times;

Rhyme: On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I received eight and nine qian of silver and bought a set of pig lungs, two sets of pig intestines, and a set of pig heart;
Note: Inhale eight times, hold your breath nine times, then circulate the vital energy once in the lung meridian, twice in the intestinal meridian, and once in the heart meridian;
If one does not know the annotation method, even if one obtains the Lesser Formless Skill manual, one will only obtain an account book.

The key to understanding the secrets of the sect is a closely guarded secret.

Apart from the masters of this sect, no outsider would know anything about it.

Its advantage is its excellent confidentiality.

The downside is that it is easily lost.

The white-clad fairy's moves were incredibly varied, like a thousand-armed, thousand-eyed Guanyin, with ingenious techniques in every direction. A claw would come from the left, a sword would thrust from the right, Shaolin's Shadowless Kick would be in front, and Wudang's Cotton Palm would be behind.

The various techniques from different schools can be freely arranged and combined, each one exquisite, fluid, and full of the beauty of dance.

Every frown, every smile, every gesture, every step—all embodied the essence of martial arts, all were masterful, and the exquisite fluidity of his moves was in no way inferior to that of Li Zhaoting.

Li Zhaoting responded with a jade flute.

To strike later but arrive first, to counter each move with a counter-move.

The morning mist flowed over the jade flute, producing a melodious sound.

Purple Mansion Divine Flute!

The jade flute touched the white-clad fairy's armpit.

This move was sudden and exquisite. The white-clad fairy grabbed Li Zhaoting's wrist with her left hand, while her right hand formed a sword with her fingers and pointed in a series of seven or eight sword energies.

Li Zhaoting moved his feet slightly, spinning around the white-clad fairy's sword energy. He then raised his jade flute again, pointing it at the forehead ribbon, and grabbed the white veil on his face with his left hand.

This change was swift and agile, transforming the attack from a ranged attack to close-quarters combat within half a move.

Li Zhaoting's jade flute flew up and down, sometimes pointing at acupoints on his chest and abdomen, sometimes at his forehead and armpits, and sometimes it flew out of his hand, circling around once.

The white-clad fairy had read thousands of manuals and had countless techniques recorded in her mind, but she had never seen such a mysterious way of fighting. Moreover, it was close combat, so some collisions were inevitable. She couldn't help but feel a little shy. However, shyness would slow down her speed. In close combat, she absolutely could not lose even an inch of ground, lest she be beaten into a fluster.

One moment his mind was filled with the Wudang school's philosophy of overcoming strength with softness, the next with the Emei school's swiftness and ruthlessness, the idea of ​​striking first, and the idea of ​​striking later but arriving first. The martial arts philosophies of various schools burst forth in his mind. Because he knew too many martial arts, he didn't know how to make a move. Every principle was correct. His left and right brains debated each other, making his moves increasingly awkward.

The left brain flashes a major taboo in military strategy, the right brain flashes another major taboo in military strategy, and the cerebellum is the same. They are all major taboos in military strategy. How can there be so many taboos?

Why didn't Li Zhaoting have any reservations?

Why was Li Zhaoting's move so smooth?
To reiterate, the White-Clad Fairy's knowledge far surpasses that of Li Shengnan, but while Li Shengnan can become a Holy Maiden, the White-Clad Fairy can only be a candidate, and even then, the last candidate.

She's incredibly smart.

Intelligent people tend to overthink.

Overthinking can interfere with your actions.

Especially in moments of life-or-death struggle.

No matter how brilliant your mind is, you can't let your thoughts wander at a time like this; you can only rely on your intuition.

My intuition tells me!
My experience tells me!
My courage tells me!
The only thing missing was "My brain tells me"!
Li Zhaoting didn't give her time to think.

That's not quite accurate.

Li Zhaoting gave her half the time.

He could only think halfway through. As soon as he came up with a solution, Li Zhaoting immediately changed his approach and had to continue thinking. Since all his energy was focused on thinking about the problem, he inevitably revealed his flaws.

If Li Zhaoting had malicious intentions, he would have at least seven chances to seal the White-Clad Fairy's acupoints and pose her in eighteen different positions, leaving her with no ability to resist.

The white-clad fairy watched as Li Zhaoting's left fingertips brushed across his cheek, yet he did not remove his face mask; his jade flute brushed across his forehead ribbon, but he only removed the pearl hairpin that bound his hair.

As their bodies intersected, Li Zhaoting lightly touched an acupoint under her ribs, striking a pose resembling the Sunflower Acupoint Striking Hand. He didn't use any internal energy; the touch was brief and the attack was immediate.

"Clap!"

The fairy in white took seven steps back. "Li Zhaoting, you've won!"

"Aren't you going to continue?"

"If you can't beat me, why humiliate yourself?"

"I did not mean to insult the fairy."

"Li Zhaoting, why are you pretending? Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Your eyes have already betrayed you, you lecherous pig."

“Fairy, you must be reasonable in your words and deeds. If I have no feelings for you, it would be an insult to you, saying that you are ugly as Wu Yan and have no femininity whatsoever.”

"Bullshit! Bastard! Big bastard!"

The white-clad fairy cursed angrily.

Normally, she was a lady from a respectable family, rarely leaving her home. She was gentle and soft-spoken, as if a gust of wind could blow her away. She only ate a small half bowl of rice, walked with small, quick steps, spoke softly, and behaved with elegance.

Only when wearing a veil can a young girl reveal her liveliness, occasionally rebel a little, swear a few times, and vent her frustration.

"Swearing" is not a good thing, but it will always have a reason to exist. No matter who it is, after swearing at someone you hate, you will always feel relaxed and happy, just like after being constipated for many days, your intestines are cleared and you can have a good bowel movement.

The fairy in white has this feeling.

When she removes her veil, she reveals herself to be a gentle and refined lady from a prominent family.

Wearing a veil, she doesn't mind being a shrewish woman from the streets.

This contrast makes it all the more charming.

"As everyone knows, I am a rogue, not a gentleman. A gentleman may ignore you, but a rogue will definitely look at you. Have you ever heard of the Beggars' Sect's internal strife?"

"What does this have to do with the Beggars' Sect?"

"The cause of the Beggars' Sect's internal strife was the story of a confident and beautiful viper whose love turned to hatred!"

"I'm not as narcissistic as Kang Min."

"Is the fairy less beautiful than Kang Min?"

"I'm young."

The fairy in white ended the debate with a single sentence.

The greatest advantage of a beautiful woman is her youth.

This is an unparalleled advantage.

Even if Zhen Ji were reincarnated or Bao Si were reborn, they would definitely fly into a rage if you called them old women.

Just as men always care about stamina, no woman is indifferent to her appearance.

Even nuns are no exception.

Abbess Miejue would occasionally wear makeup. She was not an old woman, much less Rong Momo; she was a pretty woman with decent looks, except for her rather unattractive eyebrows.

Having lost to Li Zhaoting, the white-clad fairy had no interest in joking with him and turned to leave. Li Zhaoting called out to her, "Fairy... wait!"

I was going to say "Fairy, please wait," but then I thought it was an unlucky phrase, so I changed "please wait" to "please wait."

The fairy in white was unaware of these intricacies, but upon hearing Li Zhaoting's words, she stopped in her tracks.

"What else do you want?"

"The fairy's martial arts skills are diverse and proficient, and the transitions between moves are perfect. However, if the fairy insists on the path of broad learning, her martial arts potential will inevitably be exhausted."

"why?"

"Because you've only learned a lot and a wide variety of things, you're far from being able to simplify complex concepts. Your biggest weakness is your brain; your brain is too smart."

Is being smart a bad thing?

"Being smart is not a bad thing, but being too smart is a big bad thing. Just now, we were in close combat, and the reason you couldn't beat me was because you were thinking too much."

"What is the solution?"

“Specialize in practicing a certain unique skill, for example, only practice one style of swordsmanship, only practice one style of fist and foot techniques, and devote time to cultivating internal strength and improving the foundation of internal strength.”

"What if I say no?"

"Good luck."

"The famous jinx in the martial arts world wished me good luck and hoped I could see the sun rise tomorrow. Li Zhaoting, if I die because of your curse, I will haunt you even as a ghost."

"Uh... I sincerely wish you well!"

"hehe!"

The fairy in white left without looking back.

Li Zhaoting: ┓(`)┏

……

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The battle between Li Shengnan and Shen Yumen had reached a fever pitch. Both of them were fighting with their lives on the line. Shen Yumen's sword strikes were like a madman's, while Li Shengnan was not giving an inch.

Tianning Temple was reduced to ruins by the overflowing internal energy.

Most of the martial arts sects in Jiangling gathered here.

These people wanted to seize the treasures, but they were also afraid of being killed by the spilled internal energy, so they kept looking for someone to stand out.

After searching high and low, I actually found two targets.

One of them was Jiang Biehe, who was the most handsome, had the best reputation, and had the most friends. More than a hundred people surrounded the Blood Saber Monk in layers, which made Bao Xiang so angry that he jumped up and down.

One is Liu Chengfeng, the "Soft Cloud Sword". Liu Chengfeng is an elder of the Taiji Sect. He is good at using softness to overcome hardness. He has three sworn brothers, who are collectively known as "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water".

The phrase "fallen flowers and flowing water" doesn't sound pleasant, but if you read it backwards, "water flows and flowers fall," it evokes a sense of helplessness and melancholy, adding a touch of poetry.

Liu Chengfeng possesses extremely high martial arts skills, comparable to the Blood Sabre Sect leader, the Blood Sabre Ancestor. In the original story, the two fought for a day and a night, remaining evenly matched. If the fight continued, Liu Chengfeng would have a higher chance of winning.

Because Liu Chengfeng is a direct descendant of the Tai Chi School, his internal energy cultivation method comes from Wudang, which is continuous, profound, and inexhaustible. The more critical the moment, the purer and more continuous his internal energy becomes.

Liu Chengfeng adopted a tortoise tactic, using the Tai Chi Yin Yang Technique of using softness to overcome hardness to wear down the opponent. Blood Saber Ancestor initially had the advantage, but the longer the fight dragged on, the more dangerous it became for him.

Apart from Liu Chengfeng and Jiang Biehe, Wan Zhenshan's eight disciples have temporarily formed an alliance; otherwise, those covetous martial arts figures would surely have devoured them.

Everyone is waiting.

After Li Shengnan and Shen Yumen determine the winner.

Waiting for more skilled players to join the battlefield.

Once the battlefield situation is completely disrupted.

This opportunity... has arrived!
The two masters faced off outside Tianning Temple.

A person dressed in a blue robe, holding a long sword, and wearing a mask with a menacing blue dragon mask.

One of the twelve Azure Dragons of the Azure Dragon Society.

A man with an ugly appearance, rough hands and feet, and eyes that seemed to be half asleep and half awake, held a large gourd in his left hand and a long sword hanging at his waist.

Ordinary swords are about three feet and five inches long, but this sword is four feet long, and the scabbard has the words "Covering Rain" on it.

"The Rain-Covering Sword" stirs up waves and clouds!

The Angry Dragon Gang Protectors!
The "Sword Champion" among the Eight Champions of the World.

Since becoming the "Sword Master," countless swordsmen have challenged the Angry Dragon Gang, only to be defeated by Lang Fanyun.

Wound but not kill, and the defeat will be accepted wholeheartedly!
(End of this chapter)