[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds":3,"chapter-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-57":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","High Martial Arts Across Two Worlds",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2361028,4616,"Chapter 57","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-57",57,"\u003Cp>“Snap!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden slap landed on Zhao Renwu’s left cheek, leaving a vivid red five-finger mark on his fair skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Renwu stood frozen, his face burning with heat, staring dumbfounded at the one who struck him—the beautiful female disciple of Kong Sheng Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Disgusting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Filthy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lecher!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xin clutched her chest with both hands, face flushed with shame and rage, glaring at Zhao Renwu with clenched teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby disciples from both sects were drawn by the slap and the shouts, though they hadn’t seen what happened, and hurried over to gather around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin sister, what happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin sister?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of male outer-disciples from Kong Sheng Academy rushed forward like heroes rescuing a maiden, shielding Lin Xin—who still clutched her chest and glared in fury—behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A handsome young man sneered at Zhao Renwu and asked, “Lin sister, did this kid bully you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing so many senior brothers and sisters, Lin Xin’s grievance surged—she was overwhelmed with shame and rage, tears falling like rain on pear blossoms. She turned to the questioning youth and burst into sobs: “Master Mo, he—he just insulted me...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Changfei, hearing that his beloved Lin sister had been insulted, could not contain his rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, he drew his iron longsword and stabbed Zhao Renwu without hesitation—the strike was swift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Renwu turned pale with shock, unable to dodge, his heart crying out in despair: he never expected Kong Sheng Academy’s people would strike twice in a row over nothing—and now they were drawing weapons to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Wang Fuhai reacted instantly, slapping the blade’s side to deflect its path, barely saving Zhao Renwu, then yanking him back swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Changfei’s strike was blocked—he flew into a rage—but did not attack again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because over twenty outer-disciples from Xuan Tian Men had already surrounded them, forming a protective wall around Zhao Renwu and Wang Fuhai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo led the group, alongside Wang Fuhai’s four brothers, forming a line to face off against the Kong Sheng Academy disciples; both sides glared fiercely, swords drawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Xuan Tian Men’s aura was diminished by three-tenths—Kong Sheng Academy’s disciples each held iron longswords, while they themselves were unarmed, forced to rely on words alone to reclaim even a shred of dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare you draw weapons on Xuan Tian Men grounds?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think this is the capital? Or your Kong Sheng Academy? You can just attack whenever you please?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is outright bullying—bold to the point of audacity...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the back of the crowd, Cang Luo let out a bitter laugh—he knew something would happen, just not this soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as he laughed bitterly, Cang Luo was glad this conflict wasn’t his doing—he had nothing to do with it—but he still had to show some support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Cang Luo put on an act, joining Gan Lei and others as they rushed forward to stand with the fellow disciples, shouting encouragement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Xuan Qingqing and Li Haoran stepped forward into the crowd; she snapped: “What are you doing? Don’t you know they’re guests?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Qingqing, they struck first and tried to kill Brother Zhao! Please, sister, take charge!” Wang Fuhai, furious, shoved Zhao Renwu forward to explain himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Renwu had recovered from his shock; though his face was calm, his inner fury burned ten thousand times higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never expected Kong Sheng Academy would dare kill someone on Xuan Tian Men grounds? That sword thrust—he clearly felt the killing intent, aimed straight at his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of it, Zhao Renwu shuddered—had Wang Fuhai not intervened, he’d be dead now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Renwu bowed, voice thick with grief and anger: “Sister Qingqing, Brother Haoran, we sincerely invited your Kong Sheng Academy senior brothers and sisters to dine with us—but she threw a mid-grade elixir stone at us as if mocking our poverty! [36] I refused to accept it and flicked the stone away—accidentally hitting her chest. I was about to apologize, but she struck me without a word.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I refused to accept it and casually flicked away the Qi-stone she threw at me, accidentally hitting her chest—I was about to apologize, but she struck me without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, Zhao Renwu turned slightly, showing Xuan Qingqing and Li Haoran his swollen, red cheek, then continued: “She struck me, then had others draw swords to kill me. [38] Had Brother Wang not saved me, I’d be headless by now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for Senior Brother Wang’s rescue, this younger brother would now be headless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, Zhao Renwu, beside himself with rage, spat words wildly: “Every word I’ve spoken is true—if even one is false, I willingly submit to sect law: stripped of my cultivation base! Sister, please take charge for me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, please take charge for us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, please take charge for us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, the disciples from Liang, Wang, and Liu dormitories, along with Wang Fuhai’s five men, all shouted in unison—united in righteous fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Qingqing’s face turned icy at her brothers’ pleas—if she failed to defend her own, she wasn’t fit to be their sister, nor the Sect Master’s daughter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Murong, explain yourself!” Xuan Qingqing glared at Mu Rongye, who still sat calmly on the bench, eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Haoran was equally furious; he stood beside Xuan Qingqing, coldly watching Mu Rongye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Rongye ignored their stares, slowly finishing his last slice of spear-pork, then glanced at Mo Changfei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took the towel offered by Fang Yi, leisurely wiping his hands. When dry, his left index fingertip suddenly condensed a three-inch purple aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the purple aura shot like an arrow from a bow, piercing Mo Changfei’s right hand holding the sword—blood spurted through the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the iron hilt of his sword was pierced through—proof of the aura’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Changfei screamed in pain but dared not speak; two fellow disciples dragged him aside to treat his wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Tian Men’s disciples were stunned—they never expected Mu Rongye to strike his own so brutally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo’s eyes widened; he whispered in shock: “Six Meridians Sword?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Qingqing gently pushed aside Li Haoran, frowning: “Master Murong, what do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Rongye rose calmly: “My brother was indeed reckless—I’ve punished him lightly. I ask Sister Xuan’s understanding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Lin Xin: “Sister Lin, using an elixir stone to pay for food was a mistake—but she’s inexperienced, and her method was improper, hurting your disciples’ pride.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet your disciples’ refusal of the elixir stone was also improper. Though unintentional, the end result was still an insult to my sister...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Rongye was about to continue, when Li Haoran suddenly sneered: “Are you Kong Sheng Academy people always this noisy? So much empty talk. Events have order—I won’t argue with you. Cut the nonsense. Say what you mean.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Li Haoran stepped forward two paces, his aura fierce; his paper fan instantly sheathed in a thick layer of green aura—its density no weaker than Mu Rongye’s purple aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Tian Men’s disciples, seeing Li Haoran show such boldness and refuse to yield an inch to Kong Sheng Academy, gazed at him with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Rongye was slightly angered—he’d heard of Li Haoran from Xuan Qingqing: a poor-born martial cultivator, a genius in Xuan Tian Men, but nothing special in Kong Sheng Academy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suppressing his anger, he silently recited the Analects. After a moment, he smiled, refusing to even look at Li Haoran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scorned to argue with a poor-born martial cultivator. To Xuan Qingqing he said: “All my brothers are new outer-disciples this year, cultivation between Warrior Sixth and Ninth Level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’ve never been to Xuan Tian Men before. As the saying goes: no fight, no acquaintance. Why not hold a small martial contest now to resolve this misunderstanding?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Xuan Qingqing could agree, Mu Rongye turned to Lin Xin: “First match—Sister Lin, you go. Remember: no more rudeness like before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Master Murong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xin stepped forward from the crowd—she understood that Master Murong intended for her to seek revenge herself, and she welcomed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in the center of an open space, she bowed to Zhao Renwu and Wang Fuhai: “Sister Lin, Warrior Sixth Level, from the capital, under fifteen. Which senior brother will give me a lesson?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Qingqing and Li Haoran exchanged glances—they knew there was no choice now. The other side had punished their disciple and issued a challenge; Xuan Tian Men could not refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But who should fight first?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they debated who should step forward, Cang Luo silently slipped out of the crowd, finding a hidden spot to watch the show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Yuanwu Continent really lacks entertainment—always fighting, always duels?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Couldn’t we have a literary contest? Riddles, couplets, poetry—anything! I’ve got the entire Earth’s knowledge on my phone—I’ll fight you with all of it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After venting, Cang Luo pulled out his phone, opened the camera, took a photo of the scene, and sent it to the World Meeting WeChat group, adding: “Attention, attention—this alien investigator is about to release a combat video! Repeat, this alien investigator...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden Park Director: “Respected Cang, you’ve returned to Xuan Tian Men? What combat video are you releasing this time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cloud Society Director: “Cang-san, is this video of alien martial cultivators fighting?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind Forest Fire Mountain Li Weiguo: “Little Cang, what levels are the combatants? What identities? Will you fight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo leaned against a small tree, typing happily in reply: “This alien investigator has returned to Xuan Tian Men. Reporting situation: [79] Combatants are outer-disciples of Xuan Tian Men and outer-disciples of Kong Sheng Academy—both sides are Warrior Level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The combatants were outer-disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect and outer-students of Kong Sheng Academy, both sides likely at the Warrior cultivation level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before today, Cang Luo would never have fought—he needed to stay low-key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, he planned to build influence, recruit followers—he had to show them something impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, only if he got the chance to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cloud Society Director: “Kong Sheng Academy??? Is there a sage named Confucius on the Yuanwu Continent?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind Forest Fire Mountain Li Weiguo: “Is it a martial sect? What’s it got to do with Confucius?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden Park Director: “????”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Royal Knights Order Director: “What are you talking about????”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsar’s Judgment Court Director: “Use Simplified Chinese. Chinese is hard enough already—why are you using Traditional?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, this Tsar’s Judgment Court Director knew some Chinese—but little; he labeled all unfamiliar characters as Traditional Chinese...\u003C\u002Fp>",1736,"2026-06-21T06:04:04.528Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c98f4749bc1f95ec139adeaaa909b65772d8864f48d7ae86dc4f3d459dc14485","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-58","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-56",157,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhigh-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-cover.jpg"]