The cunning mind of the martial arts champion

In Bianliang, Chengdu during the Song Dynasty, there lived a wealthy family named Xie, who had a son named Xie Jinwu.

Xie Jinwu was approaching twenty, strong and handsome. He was talented but couldn't endure hardship. He only studied halfway through before abandoning his studies to play. He possessed only superficial cleverness, and despite his family's considerable expense, he failed the imperial examinations several times. Seeing his robust physique, his family thought he should learn martial arts so he could earn a living in the army. A year and a half passed, but Xie Jinwu refused to put in any effort, learning only superficial techniques and nothing of real skill.

Being wealthy, Xie Jinwu certainly didn't lack food or clothing, spending his days indulging in debauchery, playing with chickens and dogs, and doing nothing. One day, Xie Jinwu sat idly at home, pondering deeply. He realized he was getting older and should find a suitable girl to marry. His life of frequenting brothels wasn't a long-term solution.

Xie Jinwu was ambitious but lacked the ability, so he set his sights on marriage alliances. Only by marrying the daughter of a wealthy and noble family could he reach the pinnacle of life. To put it bluntly, Xie Jinwu wanted to live off a woman and find a reliable father-in-law.

Xie Jinwu meticulously calculated, and his target gradually emerged: the prime minister Wang Qin in the capital. Wang Qin's power was at its zenith, and he was a favorite of Emperor Zhenzong. His eldest daughter, Wang Xia, had married Zhenzong and was given the title of Consort Wang, enjoying great favor.

Wang Qin's status as a member of the imperial family made him even more prestigious. As prime minister, with connections in the court and being a favorite of the emperor, Wang Qin naturally wielded immense power, and no one dared to challenge him. Those in the court who understood the political situation naturally sided with Wang Qin.

Furthermore, Xie Jinwu, though idle and dissolute, associated with a circle of纨绔子弟 (sons of wealthy and powerful families), and thus had a good grasp of court news. He naturally set his sights on Grand Tutor Wang Qin. Wang Qin had no sons, only two daughters, Wang Xia and Wang Xiu. His eldest daughter, Wang Xia, was married to the current emperor and became the Imperial Concubine Wang, while his younger daughter, Wang Xiu, was still unmarried. Such a father-in-law was naturally the most ideal candidate.

Xie Jinwu had a few cronies, and with a little planning, they devised a classic trope of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress. Others might not have succumbed, but with Xie Jinwu, the success rate was likely much higher. The main factor was appearance; Xie Jinwu possessed a handsome face and a strong physique—what young woman in love wouldn't fall for him?

Xie Jinwu, having learned the route of the Grand Tutor's youngest daughter from his cronies, had been stalking her for days and finally had a clear understanding of her whereabouts. He even managed to catch a few glimpses of her; she was indeed beautiful, graceful, and possessed a somewhat alluring face. One day, the Grand Tutor's youngest daughter, Wang Xiu, was out buying cosmetics. Xie Jinwu had bribed several of his cronies' lackeys to pose as robbers and carry out their plan to rob Wang Xiu on her return journey.

Wang Xiu was happily admiring the treasures she had purchased that day in her sedan chair, looking at this and that, with her maidservant beside her, pointing and commenting. Suddenly, a loud shout rang out from outside the sedan chair, someone yelling, "This road is mine, this road is mine! If you want to pass, leave your toll!" Wang Xiu, a lady of high birth, had only ever heard stories of robbers from storytellers and had never actually seen one. She immediately trembled with fear, and the sedan chair was suddenly thrown off by the bearers, crashing to the ground. The two delicate young women were thrown about, crying and screaming.

A series of clattering noises erupted outside. Just then, a corner of the sedan curtain was lifted, revealing Xie Jinwu's handsome face. He feigned gentleness and said to the two women, "Miss, don't be afraid. Under the Emperor's nose, these petty thieves have no right to cause trouble. Let me take care of them!" With that, he displayed various acrobatic skills, gracefully and elegantly defeating the petty thieves, sending them staggering and fleeing in disarray. Wang Xiu lifted the curtain and saw Xie Jinwu's tall and imposing figure, coupled with his handsome appearance. The scene of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress had thus been successfully staged.

When Wang Xiu shyly asked Xie Jinwu what reward he desired, Xie Jinwu acted coyly, saying that he had fallen in love with the young lady at first sight. He said that if he could receive a personal item from her, his life's wish would be fulfilled, allowing him to remember her with gratitude.

Wang Xiu, her heart fluttering with desire, naturally couldn't see that the robbery she'd just witnessed was all an act. Xie Jinwu's tall and imposing image had already deeply captivated her; this was the man she'd heard about from storytellers, and the idealized version of herself perfectly matched Xie Jinwu. Shyly, Wang Xiu took out her handkerchief and handed it to her maid, who then inquired about Xie Jinwu's name and address.

From then on, every time Miss Wang went out, it was under the pretext of buying cosmetics, a secret rendezvous with her lover. The man was handsome and experienced in matters of love, and the woman, gentle and alluring, was easily swayed. Xie Jinwu, skilled in these arts, gave Miss Wang a wonderful first night. From then on, Miss Wang and Xie Jinwu were deeply entangled, and Miss Wang's shopping trips became increasingly frequent.

Grand Tutor Wang naturally discovered the problem. He summoned the maid and, after a thorough interrogation, learned the truth. He was furious but unable to vent his anger. Wang Xiu was his most beloved youngest daughter, and he was helpless. Out of consideration for Xie Jinwu's somewhat respectable appearance, he reluctantly accepted him as a son-in-law. Although Xie Jinwu was an unknown young man, Grand Tutor Wang was capable and could quickly promote him to officialdom. Xie Jinwu wasn't a good writer, but he loved painting, especially portraits, which were incredibly lifelike. He also had some martial arts skills that could come in handy.

Xie Jinwu's family was wealthy, but in Grand Tutor Wang's eyes, their wealth was nothing. He secretly ordered his servants to transport part of the betrothal gifts to the Xie family first, and then the Xie family prepared the rest. Only then did they present the betrothal gifts to the Grand Tutor's house in a grand ceremony, and the wedding was held quickly. The young couple were incredibly loving and inseparable, which gave Grand Tutor Wang some comfort.

Next, Grand Tutor Wang began his scheme. He arranged for an early martial arts examination, and Xie Jinwu, naturally, received the green light. Relying solely on his flashy but ineffective martial arts skills, he defeated one formidable opponent after another, successfully becoming the top martial arts scholar of the year.

Emperor Zhenzong personally received Xie Jinwu, the top martial arts scholar. Upon seeing him, Zhenzong was astonished. He hadn't expected this year's top martial arts scholar to be such a handsome and dashing man. Thinking back to the previous top martial arts scholars he had met, they were all rough, uncouth men with coarse appearances and vulgar speech. The contrast between them and Xie Jinwu was striking. Zhenzong was overjoyed and immediately appointed Xie Jinwu as the Commander of the Imperial Guards, in charge of maintaining order in the Forbidden City, and granted him permission to parade through the streets for three days with lanterns and decorations. Grand

Tutor Wang was secretly pleased, congratulating himself on his successful judgment. He had unexpectedly caught the emperor's eye, a great surprise and delight. He began addressing Xie Jinwu as his son-in-law. Xie Jinwu's calculations were going smoothly. His plan had already yielded results so quickly, and he'd even caught the emperor's attention. He

chuckled to himself; his day of meteoric rise was just around the corner, and perhaps even the chance to be on equal footing with his father-in-law wouldn't be far off. While overjoyed, Xie Jinwu was still a little worried about his cronies who had participated in his scheme. He felt a nagging feeling of unease. After much deliberation, he found a pretext to exile them to the frontier. Still not entirely at ease, he personally arranged for them to be killed en route. Only then did Xie Jinwu breathe a sigh of relief. With his current fortunes, unless he brought it upon himself, very few people could truly harm him.

The imperial procession was a grand affair. Xie Jinwu, riding a tall horse, clad in brand-new, gleaming silver armor, and with the emperor's bestowed steel sword at his waist, beamed with pride. He waved and greeted everyone he met, experiencing for the first time in his life a sense of superiority. The surrounding crowd was awestruck by his imposing presence and charisma, with many young women whispering and pointing. Xie Jinwu observed all this and intensified his swagger.

Suddenly, the procession halted. The onlookers continued their whispers. Xie Jinwu, puzzled, looked up at a large gate tower ahead, inscribed with the words "Tianbo Mansion." He spurred his horse forward and saw a beautiful young woman standing at the head of the procession, her face contorted with anger, hands on her hips, blocking the way. Two soldiers on the ground were groaning and crying, clearly indicating a conflict had occurred.

"What happened?" Xie Jinwu asked his subordinates.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, this woman claims to be Yang Ba Mei from Tianbo Mansion, and she won't let us pass in front of the gate!" a junior officer replied.

Xie Jinwu rode up to the front, looking down at Yang Bamei and said, "So you are the eighth sister of the Yang family of Tianbo Mansion. It is an honor to meet you here today, a rare opportunity that I have never had the chance to meet you before. However, I am here today on behalf of the Emperor to parade through the streets. I wonder why you are stopping me? Perhaps you have some interest in me? Hahaha!"

"Oh, so you are the newly crowned martial arts champion. However, I have heard that this year's champion has used unorthodox methods more than real skills. Several opponents either suffered from diarrhea or cramps. You probably didn't even fight a single match before becoming the champion. Putting that aside, do you practice martial arts every day without knowing a single character? Don't you see that civil officials dismount from their sedan chairs and military officials dismount from their horses?" Yang Bamei showed no respect whatsoever. She had been very interested in the martial arts competition and had even gone to watch a few matches. Unexpectedly, the champion was this pretty boy who, in her eyes, only knew how to perform fancy moves. The Yang family members were all skilled in martial arts, especially Yang Bamei, who had loved martial arts since childhood and was proficient in all kinds of weapons, so she could naturally see that Xie Jinwu had no real skills.

"What a sharp-tongued little girl! I, the top scholar, have passed through thousands of troops and was personally selected by the Grand Tutor. What right do you, a mere girl, have to comment on me here? I am here today on the orders of the current emperor. Do you dare to stop me?" Although Xie Jinwu was amazed by Yang Bamei's beauty, this little vixen had directly exposed his true colors, and he was immediately somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"Oh, trying to intimidate me by bringing up the emperor? Let me tell you, the eight characters of our Yang family were also bestowed by the late emperor. If you don't dismount today, don't even think about passing through!" Yang Bamei had been spoiled since childhood and was used to being lawless. Influenced by the loyalty and righteousness of the Yang family, she couldn't stand any evil deeds.

"Oh ho, you little vixen, you've gone too far! Your Yang family always boasts of their martial arts prowess, hasn't it? Today, this top scholar will test your skills against you, have some fun with you. If you win, we'll go our separate ways. If you can't, then get out of our way and let us pass!" Xie Jinwu initially wanted to send someone to shove Yang Bamei away, but looking at this delicate little woman, he couldn't bring himself to hurt her. He figured he might as well play with her himself; maybe they could even spark a romance! Haha!

"Alright, it's a deal then. Don't cry if you get beaten up later!" Yang Bamei had been waiting for this. She had originally intended to state this condition first, but Xie Jinwu had jumped in himself. She was confident she could beat him to a pulp.

"Is that so? Haha, brother is afraid you'll cry if he hits too hard." Xie Jinwu said, casually reaching out to pinch Yang Bamei's tender cheek.

With a thud, Xie Jinwu was thrown three meters away by Yang Bamei with a swift back throw, his armor clattering to the ground. Xie Jinwu realized his mistake; the Yang family was indeed not to be underestimated. At this rate, even a fly that flew out of the Yang mansion would know some martial arts. Yang Bamei was relentless, punching and kicking relentlessly. The poor martial arts champion was utterly powerless to defend himself. The onlookers were dumbfounded. Was this burly man a martial arts champion? This little woman was the real champion!

Yang Bamei, having had her fill, stood aside, clapped her hands, looked at Xie Jinwu's nearly swollen face, and grinned broadly. "I'm tired today. Get lost! Don't let me see you again, hmph!"

Xie Jinwu, though humiliated, kept his promise. He straightened his disheveled armor and led the procession back home. He was too ashamed to continue parading in such a state; getting home to heal his wounds was the priority. However, Xie Jinwu wasn't one to let things go so easily. Having suffered such a setback, he was determined to get revenge. A scheme quickly formed in his mind, and Xie Jinwu turned, a sinister smile flashing across his face.

Back at the Xie residence, the Grand Tutor's youngest daughter, Wang Xiu, was tenderly applying ointment to Xie Jinwu, saying, "Husband, who dared to beat the current martial arts champion like this? I'll go tell Father right away and have him stand up for you!"

Xie Jinwu endured the pain, feigning magnanimity, and said, "Forget it, forget it, it's just a minor injury. I was careless this time. I didn't expect the Yang family to be so full of experts. I'll find some time to have a proper showdown with them!"

"Ah, it's the Yang family from Tianbo Mansion! Why did they beat you for no reason? Although they are highly regarded by the emperor, they dare to bully others. I will definitely ask my father to get justice for you!" Wang Xiu, a lady from a prominent family, was naturally familiar with the power dynamics of these large families. She knew that the Yang family was a loyal and virtuous family, a meritorious family of the Song Dynasty, and was highly favored by the royal family. The late emperor had even bestowed upon them a dragon-headed cane, which could be used to strike down tyrannical emperors and treacherous officials. It was extremely prestigious. Moreover, the Eighth Prince of the court had always been on good terms with the Yang family. Even with the power of Grand Tutor Wang, he had to avoid their sharp edge.

"Alright, alright, I have my own plans, so don't get involved. Ouch, that little wench really went all out!" Xie Jinwu rubbed his wound, wincing in pain. The wound was a minor matter; his pride was the real issue. He figured the news of the newly crowned martial arts champion being brutally beaten in the street by the young lady from the Yang family had probably spread throughout the streets and alleys of Bianliang by now. Just thinking about Yang Bamei's jade-like hand slapping him made Xie Jinwu's lower body involuntarily harden!

"Wife, help your husband check if there's anything wrong with my treasure! Hehe!" Xie Jinwu guided Wang Xiu's small hand to his lower body.

"You! You're such a rascal, you can't change your ways. You're injured like this, and you still have the mind to think about this!" Wang Xiu rolled her eyes at Xie Jinwu and tapped his forehead with her orchid-like finger.

"You audacious woman, how dare you call your husband a dog! Today I'll make sure you get your ass kicked!" Xie Jinwu was now ready to unleash his pent-up desire, the rage within him ignited by Yang Bamei's beating.

Without a word, Xie Jinwu pinned Wang Xiu down, lifted her skirt from behind, and prepared to begin. Wang Xiu was terrified; why had her husband suddenly become so lustful and rough? Their lovemaking was usually quite frequent, and Wang Xiu felt her small frame was struggling to keep up.

"Ah, husband, wait! I'm not wet yet!" Wang Xiu quickly twisted her hips, trying to dodge Xie Jinwu's iron rod.

"Hehe, if down there's no good, then I'll use the top first. I really can't wait!" Xie Jinwu felt his iron rod throbbing intensely, eager to find a place to release his pent-up desire. So he turned Wang Xiu over, so she was facing him, her head right at his crotch. With a gentle nudge, his iron rod reached her lips.

"You rascal..." Wang Xiu only managed to utter those two words before a scalding hot iron rod was stuffed into her mouth. The dark red iron rod had bulging veins and emitted a faint masculine scent. The first time Wang Xiu put the iron rod in her mouth, she was not used to the smell, but after a few times, she got used to it and even enjoyed smelling it more often. Wang Qian

knelt on the chair, grasped Xie Jinwu's iron rod, and moved her mouth back and forth. Xie Jinwu's iron rod went in and out of her mouth, covered with glistening saliva, some of which dripped from the corners of Wang Xiu's mouth as it was stretched open. After holding it in her mouth for a while, Wang Xiu spat out the entire iron rod and then took the glans into her mouth, stirring her small, fragrant tongue and quickly sweeping it back and forth on Xie Jinwu's penis, stimulating Xie Jinwu to scream wildly. The maids in the house heard it from afar and naturally did not dare to enter the room, so they simply hid to the side and listened to their lovemaking.

"Oh, my wife, you're amazing! Ah, so good!" Xie Jinwu roared, a tingling, stimulating sensation spreading through his iron rod. Wang Xiu was incredibly talented in this area; after only a few practices, she had already driven Xie Jinwu to ecstasy. Xie Jinwu's hands weren't idle either. He slipped his hand inside Wang Xiu's collar, grabbing her plump breasts and kneading and playing with them repeatedly. When she first met Xie Jinwu, Wang Xiu's breasts were just two small mounds. After Xie Jinwu's lewd exploitation, they developed rapidly, now swelling like two full, ripe peaches, trembling precariously against her chest, feeling wonderful to the touch.

The two used both their hands and mouths. Wang Xiu licked Xie Jinwu's iron rod until it was slippery and hard, while Xie Jinwu aroused Wang Xiu with his moans and groans. Wang Xiu rolled over and lay face down on the chair, her buttocks raised high. Xie Jinwu knew that the time was ripe, and he thrust his wet, slippery iron rod into Wang Xiu's honeyed passage from behind with a "plop."

"Oh!" The two of them let out a comfortable groan at the same time. Xie Jinwu's iron rod was lubricated by saliva, and Wang Xiu's honeyed passage was stimulated to flow with a lot of water. When the rod went in, juices splashed everywhere, and the "plop plop" sound was clearly heard with their thrusting.

"Oh, husband, you're so good, so beautiful, ah oh ah oh..." Wang Xiu was a woman who was seductive to the core, which could be seen in her face, so when she was enjoying sex, she would moan and shout.

"Hehe, feels good, doesn't it? I'll fuck you to death, you bitch, I'll fuck you, ah..." Xie Jinwu, like a god descending to earth, gripped Wang Xiu's hips with both hands, his spirits high, and his iron rod thrust rapidly in and out of Wang Xiu's tender honeyed passage.

Wang Xiu was also a woman as fluid as water, and the juices in her honeyed passage increased, much of it being drawn out by Xie Jinwu's iron rod, sticky and flowing down their thighs.

"Oh, good husband, I'm about to die, ah oh, ah oh!" Wang Xiu felt Xie Jinwu's iron rod piercing her uterus with each thrust, this intense impact making her dizzy and gradually losing consciousness, her small mouth opening and closing, constantly emitting soul-stirring moans.

"Hehe, good wife, your little hole is amazing too, I'm going to fuck you to death, haha!" Xie Jinwu thrust his big cock, showing off his skills again, using all sorts of techniques like nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, spiral penetration, etc. Wang Xiu naturally couldn't withstand the onslaught. Her honeyed passage suddenly tightened, tightly gripping Xie Jinwu's iron rod, then loosened again after a few seconds, spurting out bursts of lustful fluid, and she fainted.

"Ah, so good!" Xie Jinwu shouted, feeling the impact in Wang Xiu's honeyed passage, and holding his breath, he thrust even faster, dozens of times, deeply penetrating Wang Xiu's uterus, spurting out a large gush of hot semen.

"Oh!" Wang Xiu was actually awakened by the heat of the semen, her mouth wide open but unable to utter a sound, and after dozens of seconds, she fainted again.

Xie Jinwu had no choice but to pick up Wang Xiu. Their lower bodies were still joined, his still-erect penis, partially hard, inserted into her vagina. Each thrust felt like a shove. Staggering, Xie Jinwu placed Wang Xiu on their large bed in their bedroom, then lay down beside her. Both were drenched in sweat, their genitals soaked with vaginal fluid.

"Hahaha..." Xie Jinwu couldn't help but laugh. This was truly exhilarating! Lying on a woman's belly was the greatest pleasure in the world!

"Hmph, Yang Bamei, Yang Yongqi, hehe, you'll be mine sooner or later!" Xie Jinwu clenched his fist, a sinister smile spreading across his face.

[The End]

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