My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!

"You!"

The middle-aged woman was utterly defeated by Su Qing's words. Despite being ridiculed in the past for her experiences, her two daughters were the envy of all Masters in the sect.

She couldn't match Su Qing in talent or beauty, nor did she have such extraordinarily gifted daughters.

Therefore, she had always wanted Yiren to marry her disciple.

But unexpectedly, like Su Qing years ago, Yiren had silently escaped the sect and married a man with no talent in the Martial Path.

With a sweep of her sleeve, the woman said coldly, "If you and your daughter wish to degrade yourselves, I cannot and will not interfere..."

Su Qing sneered and retorted, "My husband is a Standard Fifth Rank official in the court, and my son-in-law is a Sixth-Ranking Scholar, hailed from a distinguished family with a limitless future. It would take an opportunity for my sister to degrade herself..."

Furious, the middle-aged woman tried to say something more but was pulled away by several other Masters.

"Sister, sister, stop quarreling."

"So many people are watching, don't let outsiders laugh at us."

"You're about to go on stage, get ready..."

…

Su Qing watched the defeated middle-aged woman and slightly lifted her chin like a victorious rooster.

Having battled Elder Xu for many years, this was a rare moment of triumph for Su Qing.

Though her own talent was higher, her opponent was also gifted and a few years older, making Su Qing no match in cultivation.

Her returning to the Sanqing Sect with Yiren years ago out of rage had given Elder Xu ammunition to criticize her.

But today, she finally had her moment of vindication.

As one vents, naturally, another must swallow their anger.

Elder Xu, who had suppressed Su Qing for years, found herself speechless against Su Qing's remarks today. After a few months apart, Su Qing seemed different—more confident.

Holding back her frustration, Xu Ying stepped onto the stage, and a middle-aged man approached, saluting her with his sword, and said, "Elder Xu, I have long admired your reputation."

With a poor mood and unfamiliar with the man, she did not return the salute and responded coldly, "Start the battle."

This was the first match between Grandmasters, with spectators filling the stands nearly to capacity.

Even for Masters from various Sects, having strong competitors from different Martial Paths clash in the same arena was exceedingly rare.

The contest among the Ten Great Grandmasters was by drawing lots.

A first-class sect's Grandmaster typically had slightly better strength.

They regularly had opportunities to exchange insights with other Masters, even receiving guidance from those in the Sixth Realm, while a sect that had only one Grandmaster had to figure things out alone, generally resulting in inferior strength.

The Grandmasters were divided into two groups based on strength.

Drawing lots within these groups, those who drew the same number would compete, with the winner advancing and the loser eliminated.

In this match, Xu Ying's opponent was also a Grandmaster, but the gap between them was obvious.

The watchers in the surrounding stands, from various sects, whispered among themselves.

"Sanqing Sect truly lives up to its name."

"This display of Taiching Swordsmanship is impeccably mastered; probably only several from Shu Mountain can oppose it."

"Who is that younger Grandmaster? Although his swordsmanship is average, his Body Technique is exceptional. Elder Xu's attacks have all missed."

"I don't recognize him, but someone with such a Body Technique must be from Youlong Manor."

Compared to Sanqing Sect, Youlong Manor lacked any significant reputation, and many Masters from some Sects had never even heard of Youlong Manor.

However, those more knowledgeable explained.

Strictly speaking, Youlong Manor was not a Martial Arts Sect but a famous Martial Arts family.

Their family Martial Arts, the "Youlong Body Technique," was top-tier in the Martial Arts realm, known not for offense, but matchless in evasion and speed.

This Grandmaster from Youlong Manor, Li Nuo knew him.

On his first day in Chang'an, because he carelessly threw a banana peel and caused someone to slip, the Imperial Guards took him away; it was Li Nuo who had gone to bail him out.

This Grandmaster's Swordsmanship, let alone Li Nuo's wife and Yiren, even the defectors from the Heavenly Mountain Sect couldn't compare.

But that wasn't anything strange.

Grandmasters weren't proficient in everything. They each had their own strengths in the Martial Path.

A Grandmaster skilled in Swordsmanship might not be good at fist and kick techniques. Asking a Sword Sect Master to abandon the sword and compete in fist and kick techniques against Masters from the Sky Eagle Sect or the Divine Palm Sect would likely result in defeat.

The Martial Arts Tournament had no restrictions.

In the path of Martial Arts, weapons generally surpass fist and kick techniques. Those who excel in the latter, when facing an opponent armed with weapons, could only accept their fate.

They also had the option to choose weapons, but they chose not to use them.

The master from Youlong Manor excelled in dodging, constantly seeking opportunities to attack while maneuvering.

Though he was at a clear disadvantage, none of the masters present underestimated him.

To fight the master from Sanqing Sect based solely on movement techniques was something they couldn't accomplish themselves.

After this fight, everyone would remember the name of Youlong Manor.

In the tournament arena, the master from Youlong Manor dodged Xu Ying's attacks time and again using his unique movement techniques. Although he was also tirelessly seeking opportunities to attack, his opponent's defense was impregnable, without a single flaw.

His True Qi was inherently weaker than his opponent's.

If this continued, once his True Qi was depleted, he would still be defeated.

At one moment, leveraging his momentum, he retreated several meters decisively, sheathed his sword, and bowed, saying, "The reputation of Sanqing Sect is indeed well deserved; I, You, concede defeat."

Xu Ying glanced at him indifferently and, without a word, turned and walked towards the edge of the arena.

The middle-aged man said nothing about this; in the Martial Arts world, the strong are revered.

After all, Sanqing Sect was the top sect in Daxia, capable of wiping out the entire Youlong Manor with just a couple of its masters. Ignoring him was to be expected.

The other sect masters in the stands felt that the master from Sanqing Sect was extremely arrogant, yet they didn't find it totally inappropriate.

This was the habitual behavior of Sanqing Sect's members, to which they had grown accustomed.

Just as an official from the Ministry of Rites was about to announce the outcome of the match, a voice suddenly called out from behind.

"Hold on!"

All eyes turned to the young figure descending from the stands.

Even Su Qing was slightly taken aback and looked at Song Yiren, asking, "What is he trying to do?"

Both Song Jiaren and Song Yiren shook their heads; they didn't know what Li Nuo intended to do.

Li Nuo walked to the center of the arena, where two clerks from the Ministry of Rites stood up and respectfully said, "Lord Li."

Li Nuo nodded slightly at them, then turned his gaze to Xu Ying and asked, "Senior Xu, Senior You bowed to you both before and after the duel. Why did you not return the salute?"

This question left Xu Ying slightly stunned.

Then, she scoffed and retorted, "What does it matter to you whether I return a salute or not?"

Li Nuo took out a thin booklet from his robes and said, "According to Rule Five of the Martial Arts Tournament guidelines during the competition, regardless of winning or losing, respect must be shown to the opponent through a salute before and after the official match. Senior You bowed to you twice, and both times you ignored it. This is not just showing disrespect to the tournament but also to your opponent. Are the masters of Sanqing Sect so superior that they needn't respect other masters?"

A hushed silence fell over the assembly.

His words resonated with all the sect masters present, except those from Sanqing Sect.

Recalling the arrogance of some masters from Sanqing Sect during Martial Arts Tournaments they organized, boasting about their sect's strength and overlooking them.

All were masters; why should those from Sanqing Sect consider themselves superior?

It still comes down to the court.

Scholars just handle things differently.

Seeing the situation becoming awkward, the master from Youlong Manor stepped forward and tried to defuse it, saying, "My lord, it's really not a big deal…"

Li Nuo shook his head and replied, "This isn't just about one person; it's about basic courtesy. In Martial Arts, respecting your opponent is a fundamental etiquette everyone should observe. If even this respect isn't maintained, then this confrontation loses its purpose…"

The master of Youlong Manor heard this and said no more.

These words again struck a chord with everyone present.

This wasn't just about basic human decency; it was also about martial morality. He was just shy of pointing at Elder Xu and accusing her of lacking martial morality and manners.

It must be said, that was quite a satisfying rebuke!

Earlier taunted by Su Qing, now subtly criticized by her son-in-law for her lack of manners, Xu Ying was fuming inside, but knowing she was in the wrong under so many watchful eyes, she could only say, "I apologize, I was unaware of this rule."

Li Nuo continued, "This set of rules is placed in every room, at every bedside. Ignorance is no excuse for you, Senior, to disrespect the tournament or your opponent. According to the rules, you should reflect on this in the Confinement Room for two hours and copy this rule ten times."

Xu Ying coldly regarded the young man before her. Punish her?

What basis does this young, unseasoned man have?

She looked at Li Nuo and challenged, "And what if I refuse?"

Li Nuo calmly replied, "As a master of a generation, I naturally cannot force you, Senior. However, failure to comply with the rules will result in the cancellation of your competition eligibility, and this match will be deemed a victory for Senior You."

Xu Ying, holding back her anger, demanded, "Who made this rule? I want to see the court official responsible for this. Have them come out and explain it to me!"

Li Nuo smiled lightly and said, "Apologies, but I established this rule myself, Senior Xu. If you have any complaints, you are welcome to file them with the Ministry of Rites. You have that right. But before doing so, please abide by the rules, or I will have to ask you to leave…"

Seeing Xu Ying's face change from white to red to green, Su Qing almost couldn't suppress a laugh.

In front of so many Martial Arts masters, she had truly lost face.

Years of dissatisfaction had finally found release.

It was all thanks to her son-in-law.

At that moment, even the fact that Li Nuo had once officially apprehended her seemed less of a concern…