Martial Arts Showdown: My Wife Asked Me to Be the Champion

Chapter 133 Brother Duan, I am your father's unofficial disciple!

Chapter 133 Brother Duan, I am your father's unofficial disciple!

"Bai Feng, Nan Qin, Su Su, I heard you're practicing formations. Come and demonstrate a few moves with me!"

Xu Qingya broke off a few tree branches and casually twisted them into the shape of a precious sword. Zhong Ling was used to Xu Qingya's martial arts skills and was not too surprised.

Jumping off a hundred-foot cliff without hesitation, soaring through the air on the wind—it's practically the work of an immortal. Twisting tree branches into wooden swords and knives is just an appetizer.

Yin Susu, who always obeyed Xu Qingya without hesitation, refused without reservation: "My lord! It's not that I'm unwilling to reveal the formation, but I'm just a beginner, and my martial arts skills are too crude, far inferior to our family's!"

Qin Nanqin chimed in, "That's right! Formations require perfect coordination. We sisters don't have much coordination yet. Instead of thinking about sword formations, we should use our family's martial arts to avoid making a fool of ourselves."

Hua Baifeng said, "My lord, if you wish to have a duel with someone, this servant is willing to exchange a few blows with you."

Xu Qingya's confidantes, the one with the highest martial arts skills is Liu Qingci, who is on par with Xu Qingya. The next one is Beitang Xin'er, but she is in a special condition and cannot unleash her combat power for a long time, so her strength fluctuates greatly.

Hua Baifeng's martial arts skills are similar to Yang Yan's.

Hua Baifeng is more skilled, ruthless, and has more exquisite swordsmanship. Yang Yan is better at lightness skills than Hua Baifeng. Their fight will inevitably turn into a "protracted battle".

If the competition takes place in an open space, Yang Yan has a better chance of winning; if it takes place in a narrow room or a fighting ring, Hua Baifeng has a better chance of winning.

Xu Qingya narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

Yin Susu quickly said, "My lord, let Nanqin and Baifeng spar with you a bit. After we return to the capital, my sister Yang and I will practice martial arts with you. Don't worry, my lord, our martial arts skills won't fall too far behind yours!"

Qin Nanqin hummed a few times, picked up the wooden sword, flicked it twice, and held up two fingers: "Master, you are not allowed to use more power than us, nor can you use your lightness skills to bully us. Let's compete in moves."

Xu Qingya laughed and said, "Sure! As long as you can touch the hem of my clothes, you win!"

"My lord, please don't look down on people!"

Hua Baifeng held a knife in her hand, her gaze cold and stern. In the blink of an eye, she transformed from a gentle maid into a witch.

Hua Baifeng thought to herself that her own Holy Maiden, Beitang Xin'er, was completely bewitched by Xu Qingya and might sell her off one day. Since she was going to be sold off sooner or later anyway, she might as well sell herself off voluntarily and gain some trust.

If the Jade Rakshasa blames —

Let him blame us then!

At worst, we can just escape overseas!

Qin Nanqin's martial arts were taught by Yang Yan. Later, during the struggle for the Liancheng Treasure, Xu Qingya learned the Liancheng Sword Technique on the spot and passed it on to Qin Nanqin. Qin Nanqin's martial arts skills cannot be said to be weak, but they can only be said to have a basic level.

At least—at least better than Cheng Lingsu, not from the bottom of the family, barely making it to the second to last.

Most formations require equal skill levels; if the skill levels are vastly different, the weaker one will become a burden.

To date, there are only two formations that do not require martial arts skills from the main formation members: the Wudang School's Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation and the Quanzhen School's Tiangang Big Dipper Formation, both of which are seven-person sword formations.

The martial arts skills of the Seven Heroes of Wudang can be roughly divided into three levels, with huge differences between them, but they can form a perfect team by using formations and positioning.

The martial arts skills of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen are not as different as those of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, but they are still three levels apart. With the help of the Big Dipper Formation, they can exchange blows with the Five Greats.

As for the Five Hundred Arhats Formation, the main members of the formation have the same martial arts skills, and the variance is close to zero.

Hua Baifeng's martial arts skills far surpassed Qin Nanqin's. If there were no need to suppress his power, Xu Qingya would definitely break through Qin Nanqin's defenses and defeat her in one move. However, since the two agreed to only compete in moves, there was room for maneuver.

Qin Nanqin and Hua Baifeng exchanged a glance, and swords attacked from the left and right at the same time. Xu Qingya swung his sword to block. Since it was a duel, he could not use the powerful and heavy Spring and Autumn Sword Technique. He could only use the "Creation Sword" to defend against the enemy.

Xu Qingya keenly observed that the martial arts techniques used by Qin Nanqin and Hua Baifeng were derived from the routines of Yin and Yang, Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams, and the moves were not particularly exquisite.

Qin Nanqin's swordsmanship has many flaws, and Hua Baifeng's knife skills also have many flaws, like an incomplete array diagram, not divided into upper and lower volumes, but into left and right halves, which looks awkward no matter how you look at it.

However, Qin Nanqin's swordsmanship and Hua Baifeng's saber technique complement each other, creating a harmonious balance that can conceal 50% of their weaknesses. If two more people were to cooperate, concealing the remaining 50%, their power would increase at least tenfold.

Wait a minute?

Two swords and two blades, used to cover each other's weaknesses?

Xu Qingya had a sense of familiarity.

With his left hand behind his back and his right hand holding a knife, Xu Qingya parried the two men's moves, only deflecting and not attacking. No matter how hard the two men tried to attack him from both sides, they couldn't advance even an inch.

The three exchanged dozens of moves without ever touching their weapons. Xu Qingya's moves were like a skilled butcher carving up an ox, penetrating the gaps between the flesh with ease, leaving him with ample room to maneuver.

Qin Nanqin had already prepared herself mentally, knowing that her martial arts skills were far inferior to Xu Qingya's. Being able to fight Xu Qingya was already a matter of luck, so she remained calm and composed.

Hua Baifeng felt increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed. Xu Qingya could precisely intercept her attack every time he made a strike, causing her to fail each time. It felt like she was about to sneeze when someone suddenly scared her back down.

Although there was no internal injury, let alone serious external injury, I felt suffocated all over.

After dozens of fierce exchanges, Hua Baifeng could no longer bear the oppressive feeling and used her own martial arts. Her moves were accompanied by the faint sounds of wind and thunder, and she even unleashed the light of her blade. Xu Qingya did not call a halt and continued to fight casually.

No matter how fierce Hua Baifeng's attacks were, how sharp her blades were, or how exquisite her moves were, Xu Qingya could easily break through all of them with a single wave of her wooden sword.

When Hua Baifeng used the Demonic Sect's sword technique, Qin Nanqin was unable to coordinate with the Yin-Yang Sword Technique. She could only use the Liancheng Sword Technique. In doing so, although it seemed to break the original formation coordination, its power was actually increased three or four times.

Hua Baifeng used the most exquisite and complex sword technique of the Demonic Sect—the Ruyi Heavenly Demon Continuous Eight Forms!

This set of sword techniques sounds simple, but it is actually so complex that it can make people scratch their heads. Each move has thirty-six moves, and each move has one hundred and eight variations. In other words, this set of sword techniques has a total of thirty-one thousand one hundred and four variations.

The Yin-Yang Sword Formation, which claims to be able to evolve the mysteries of the Hetu and Luoshu and encompasses all kinds of moves, only has more than 4,000 variations. The Ruyi Heavenly Demon Continuous Eight Styles allows a single person to perform more than 30,000 moves.

Even if both sides fought fiercely for three days and three nights without sleep or urination, they wouldn't need so many moves.

Doesn't that sound intimidating?

Actually, this sword technique isn't that powerful!

In the original storyline, the leader of the Demonic Cult used this to duel with Bai Tianyu, but was defeated. He then sent Hua Baifeng to infiltrate Bai Tianyu's inner circle to steal the sword manual. During her infiltration, Hua Baifeng fell completely in love with Bai Tianyu.

The stories of "The Wandering Swordsman", "The Eagle Soars in September", and "The Moon and the Sword" originated from this.

Why did Hua Baifeng make Fu Hongxue practice the sword-drawing technique?

Because she knew that while the Ruyi Heavenly Demon's Eight-Style Combo sounded impressive, it was actually just a bluff.

In a life-or-death duel, this sword technique appears cluttered and impractical, but when the duel turns into a friendly exchange, with both sides exchanging moves and countering each other's attacks, there are over 30,000 variations, enough to last forever.

Even if one possesses the ability to defeat opponents without using any moves, or to generate countless swords with a single strike, one will still become dizzy from exhaustion.

Qin Nanqin's Liancheng Sword Technique evolved from the rhythms of poetry, its sword intent ever-changing, requiring a deep understanding of poetry and prose.

Only by experiencing the full spectrum of life can one master swordsmanship; this is something that ordinary people can hardly comprehend.

Qin Nanqin didn't have that much talent, but with Xu Qingya's hands-on guidance, she was able to use the most correct methods to make moves, which at least allowed her to pass.

Just like writing an essay, if you follow the answering techniques and standard format, you won't get 50 points, let alone a perfect score. Getting 45 points is not difficult.

Qin Nanqin never intended to reach the peak; she only wanted to get a passing grade. As a result, she was able to make moves calmly and composedly, showing more serenity than Hua Baifeng.

Yin Susu frowned slightly, thinking to herself that Hua Baifeng and Qin Nanqin were easily defeated by Xu Qingya, so what use would it be if the power of the complete formation was increased tenfold?

Cheng Lingsu calmly inspected the surrounding flowers to see if there were any poisonous insects, flowers, or plants, without even glancing at Xu Qingya and the others' martial arts competition.

Zhong Ling watched with great interest.

Zhong Ling couldn't understand the changes in the moves, but she could see the beauty in Qin Nanqin's swordplay, the ferocity and violence in Hua Baifeng's saber technique, and the ease and skill in Xu Qingya's saber technique. The fight was flashy and exciting, a thousand times more exciting than the opera.

The moonlight shone on the three of them, first casting their shadows onto a small round stone, which then projected its reflection onto the Boundless Jade Wall, as if playing a movie, projecting the scene of their battle far away.

As luck would have it, Xin Shuangqing, the head of the Western Branch of the Wuliang Sword Sect, was taking a stroll in the forbidden area behind the mountain when he happened to see the shadow on the stone wall. He was so delighted that he scratched his head and immediately sent his disciples over to study it and record the sword techniques.

Xin Shuangqing was not a generous person and did not want to share his sword techniques. However, the moves changed too quickly, and one person could not remember them all. He could only call a group of people, and each person had to memorize one move in order to memorize all the moves.

The immortals are passing on their teachings, and our ancestors are protecting us—how could we possibly miss this opportunity?

No matter how unwilling Xin Shuangqing was, he could only have his disciples record the sword moves. He thought to himself that his ancestors were blessing him and that good things were happening to the Western Sect one after another. First, they defeated the Eastern Sect in a sword competition and became the orthodox lineage of the Wuliang Sword Sect. Then, the Shennong Gang people inexplicably withdrew. Tonight, they were taught sword techniques by an immortal. If word got out, his family would be the eternal orthodox lineage.

Thinking of this, Xin Shuangqing repeatedly kowtowed to the Boundless Jade Wall. After the shadow disappeared, he immediately ordered people to prepare a pig's head and three sacrificial animals to worship the founder of the Boundless Sword Sect.

Valley bottom.

Qin Nanqin and Hua Baifeng were drenched in sweat.

The two women exchanged a total of 1,320 moves, nearly exhausting their true energy and blood, and panting heavily. Xu Qingya, however, remained calm and composed, easily breaking their ingenious moves with a casual flick of his wrist; they couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

"Are you two little maids convinced now?"

Xu Qingya flung the wooden sword in his hand away. The wooden sword quietly drifted away in mid-air. During the fierce battle earlier, the structure of the wooden sword had already been shattered, and it was only maintained by Xu Qingya's true energy. Now that the battle was over, the wooden sword turned into dust.

Qin Nanqin said disdainfully, "Master, you are a dignified Grandmaster of the Heavenly Gang, bullying a little girl. Aren't you afraid of losing face if word gets out?"

You don't want this to get out, do you?

Hua Baifeng took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat: "Your martial arts are too high, my meager skills can only amuse you. I am completely convinced of your skill."

Yin Susu shrugged, thinking to herself that she had long been mentally prepared and would never compete with Xu Qingya, this monster, in the realm of martial arts. Rather than thinking about how to defeat him, she would rather give birth to a few more sons for him, so that a bunch of little brats would bother him to no end and keep him up at night.

Cheng Lingsu suddenly said, "Brother Xu! There's a row of footprints here. This seems to be a tunnel. Has someone come in? Let's go take a look!"

Xu Qingya understood and didn't say much. Following Cheng Lingsu's directions, the group entered the cave. The road inside the cave was extremely flat, but the road structure was a downward spiral, much like a "mountain road".

The path was quite dark at first, but gradually light began to shine through. When they reached the stone chamber ahead, they were surprised to find that they were at the bottom of a lake.

The stone chamber has crystal windows, and when the moonlight shines down, you can see fish, shrimp and crabs at the bottom of the lake through the light. The walls of the stone chamber are inlaid with bronze mirrors, more than thirty of them, arranged in a celestial formation.

Cheng Lingsu exclaimed, "To build such a palace at the bottom of the lake must have required an immense amount of manpower. The original owner must have been a person of extraordinary talent and a love of beauty!"

Zhong Ling asked, "Sister Cheng, how could you tell you're someone who loves beauty? Do you know the original owner of this body?"

"If you didn't care about looking good, where would you get so many mirrors!"

The group entered the stone chamber one by one and found a jade statue holding a sword in the center of the chamber. The sword's edge was pointing straight at the door, as if it were wielding a sword to kill the intruders. Upon seeing the jade statue, they were somewhat frightened.

Upon closer inspection, one will find that the jade statue is carved to an extremely high degree, with a height no different from that of a normal person. It is draped in a light yellow silk robe, and its eyes are bright and radiant, full of spirit. It is actually inlaid with black gemstones.

No matter which side you stand on, the jade statue's gaze is always fixed on that side, its expression unfathomable, seemingly joyful yet sorrowful, seemingly filled with deep affection yet also appearing melancholic. The more you look at it, the more mesmerizing it becomes, making you kneel down in a daze.

For example, some silly boy, in a daze, knelt down under the jade statue and kowtowed a thousand times, breaking the prayer mat in front of the jade statue with his head, revealing a small cloth bag.

Zhong Ling cried out in alarm, "Brother Duan! What are you doing here, Brother Duan! Wake up, Brother Duan! Sister Cheng, come quickly and check on Brother Duan, he's fainted!"

Cheng Lingsu took Duan Yu's pulse and found that he did not know any martial arts, but his body was quite healthy. However, he had been worrying too much, had not eaten for a long time, and had kowtowed a thousand times in a row, which made him so tired that he fainted.

Cheng Lingsu took out a Poria cocos and Polygonum multiflorum, gave Duan Yu one, and then inserted two acupuncture needles into him. Duan Yu woke up groggily, looked up and saw Cheng Lingsu and Zhong Ling, shook his head, and laughed, "Ling'er, have we arrived at Luojia Mountain? I saw a Bodhisattva!"

Zhong Ling quickly said, "Brother Duan, this is Sister Cheng, and these are Sister Hua, Sister Yin, and Sister Qin. This is Brother Xu. They rescued me from the Shennong Gang. I originally wanted to stay where I was and wait for you to come, but they were worried about my safety and sent me to Wuliang Valley. I didn't expect you to be here too!"

Duan Yu bowed respectfully and said, "Duan Yu of Dali, thank you all for saving my life. I am deeply grateful! If you ever need my help in the future, I will do my utmost to assist you."

Xu Qingya joked, "Your name is Duan Yu? We have a bit of a connection. Guess who I am?"

Duan Yu smiled wryly: "Brother Xu, you jest. We're complete strangers; how could I possibly guess who you are? Could you be someone my father sent to find me? That's highly unlikely! I've never seen you before; you don't seem to be from the imperial court!"

Xu Qingya raised an eyebrow: "Brother Duan, I'm not from the Dali court, I'm from the Han court. Guess what I'm here for? There's a prize for the right answer!"

"Could Brother Xu be an envoy from the Han Dynasty?"

"You guessed right, I am the Han envoy! Let me introduce myself, I am Xu Qingya, Marquis of Jing'an of the Great Han Dynasty. This is a letter of state written by His Majesty. Please, Duan Shiyi, verify its authenticity."

Xu Qingya handed over a scroll of imperial edict.

Duan Yu naturally recognized the official letter. He glanced at Xu Qingya's handsome face and gentle smile, then looked at his own disheveled appearance and felt no shyness whatsoever.

Zhong Ling asked, "What is a Han envoy?"

Xu Qingya made a gesture for the meal: "When I visit Brother Duan's house, Brother Duan needs to prepare good wine and food to entertain me and take care of my food and lodging."

"Wow, that's amazing! You get treated to meals everywhere you go? You don't have to pay for your meals?"

"When I eat at a restaurant, a breakfast stall, or a restaurant, I definitely have to pay. But when I eat at Brother Duan's house, I don't have to pay. Brother Duan is very hospitable. When you eat at Brother Duan's house, you don't have to pay either."

Xu Qingya chuckled as he teased the child.

In fact, Zhong Ling is sixteen years old this year, only one year younger than Cheng Lingsu. However, she is naive and innocent, and with her round face and sweet smile, she looks like a child. The more you look at her, the more you like her.

Duan Yu gave a bitter laugh and tried to struggle to his feet, supporting himself on the ground. He reached out and touched the prayer mat, only to find that the mat was torn from his kowtowing, revealing a small cloth bag. He was about to put it away when he felt that the words on it were somewhat inappropriate.

Xu Qingya pretended not to see it. He didn't care much about the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Lingbo Steps. At most, he would use them as a reference or to help his confidantes with lower combat power accumulate their skills as quickly as possible.

Xu Qingya had already learned the most important, most mysterious, and most unmissable opportunity in Dali!

What was this opportunity?

Of course, it's the ultimate skill of the Five Luo Ancestor, the number one seduction technique in all realms, and an indispensable step in the wedding night—the Five Buddha Light Smoke Palm!

Duan Zhengchun's martial arts skills weren't that great, but his Five Buddha Light Smoke Palm technique was truly unparalleled. Unfortunately, it could only be passed down as a family art and was not convenient to pass on to outsiders.

If this story were to spread widely, Duan Zhengchun would surely go down in history as a "legendary womanizer"!

It's not convenient to go into details about this.

Since Duan Yu was not yet married, Duan Zhengchun did not pass on this unique skill to him. Duan Yu thought Duan Zhengchun was a dignified and steady prince, and knew nothing about Duan Zhengchun's romantic affairs and the many illegitimate daughters in the world.

Until a classic scene occurred:

Duan Yu: Father, I want to marry Zhong Ling.

Duan Zhengchun: No, she's your sister!

Duan Yu: Father, I want to marry Mu Wanqing.

Duan Zhengchun: No, she's your sister!

Duan Yu: Father, I want to marry Wang Yuyan.

Duan Zhengchun: No, she's your sister!

Duan Yu: Mom, you have to stand up for me!

Dao Baifeng: It's alright, it's alright. You can marry whichever one you want. You're not Duan Zhengchun's son!

Duan Yanqing: Nonsense! Duan Yu must have been Duan Zhengchun's protégé! I'll kill anyone who talks nonsense!

Thinking of this, Xu Qingya chuckled to himself.

Duan Yu asked, "Brother Xu, what are you laughing at?"

Xu Qingya joked, "Brother Duan, I've learned some face reading techniques. Your eyes are brimming with peach blossom luck, clearly indicating you're about to have some romantic opportunities, but unfortunately, your luck is bad. These opportunities will turn into romantic grievances. Don't misunderstand, it just means you'll feel a bit resentful, definitely not a romantic disaster!"

"Brother Xu, from whom did you learn face reading?"

"My master!"

"May I ask your esteemed name, Master?"

"What a con artist!"

Xu Qingya spoke seriously about the baldness issue.

Duan Yu felt an urge to die for Xu Qingya.

Duan Yu took out the small cloth bag and said in a serious tone, "Brother Xu, it's not that I'm stingy, but this package was left by the Fairy Sister. It requires me to kowtow a thousand times before the jade statue and be at her beck and call—such an exquisite jade statue must belong to a celestial being!"

Xu Qingya laughed and said, "Brother Duan! This is a technique used by a senior to test me. If a highly skilled senior has no successor, he will record it in a secret manual before his death, then build a tomb and leave behind traps to test future generations when they enter!"

"How could I possibly kill all the disciples of the Free and Unfettered Sect?!"

"The jade statue represents a disciple of the Free and Unfettered Sect!"

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Duan Yu sat on the ground in terror!