I Can Replicate Martial Arts

Alright, this wasn’t the way to get rid of the snow.

Seeing this, Zhao Rui had no choice but to deploy his Spring Rain Domain. He used the Wind Power within his Domain to blow all the snow on the mountain peak to one side.

As the snow disappeared, the cave was once again revealed before Zhao Rui’s eyes.

After a brief observation, he dove right in.

He soon reached the end of the cave passage.

Zhao Rui then spent a good while fumbling around, trying to imitate what he’d seen, and finally found a mechanism.

The door at the end of the passage creaked open automatically.

A stuffy, damp smell immediately wafted out from within.

Zhao Rui held his breath, ducked his head, and slipped inside.

The secret chamber was extremely dark—he couldn’t see his hand in front of his face. Only a clear pool in the distance glimmered with a faint light.

Zhao Rui looked around and was stunned to discover a person chained up with heavy iron links in the deepest part of the chamber.

This person was bound in chains, their head hanging low. Though their breathing was even, their aura was weak.

Zhao Rui strode over.

As if hearing the unfamiliar footsteps, the person slowly lifted their head.

The moment they did, Zhao Rui’s pupils contracted. The person looked exactly like Mr. Zeng the Elder.

"Who are you?"

Having apparently gotten a clear look at Zhao Rui, the chained man asked in a low, surprised voice.

His voice was dry and hoarse, completely devoid of strength.

He had clearly been trapped for a very long time.

"And who are you?"

Zhao Rui asked in return.

"I am Zeng Bufan, the Sect Leader of the Celestial Mountain Sect."

As he spoke his name, his breathing grew slightly ragged.

He realized that Zhao Rui’s question meant he obviously wasn’t with his captors.

"You’re Mr. Zeng the Elder? Then the one from before...?"

"He’s the fake! I’m the real one."

"How can you prove it?"

"I..."

The chained man suddenly froze. It seemed he had no way to prove he was the real Mr. Zeng the Elder.

Even within Gui Xu, the Celestial Mountain Sect was based in a remote border region. They had always kept to themselves, and while they had some dealings with other Sects, it wasn’t frequent.

Besides, there was already another Mr. Zeng the Elder here.

"Then tell me what’s going on."

Seeing him hesitate, Zhao Rui changed the subject.

"Who are you?"

The chained man asked in return.

"I’m the one here to save you."

"Save me?"

The chained man was about to speak when he suddenly looked up. "You can’t. He’s here."

The words had barely left his mouth when a figure walked in from the passage—it was the same Mr. Zeng the Elder who had left earlier.

"It’s you?"

When Mr. Zeng the Elder saw Zhao Rui in the cave, his expression turned incredibly grim.

"It’s me."

"This business has nothing to do with you."

"So it’s unrelated."

"If you leave right now, I’ll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise..."

"Fine, I’m leaving. I was just a little curious, anyway."

Zhao Rui shrugged and walked straight out, not looking the least bit concerned.

Both Mr. Zeng the Elders were stunned, never expecting him to leave so decisively.

Reaching the entrance, Zhao Rui brushed past Mr. Zeng the Elder.

"Aren’t you curious?"

"Curiosity killed the cat. I was just passing by."

Zhao Rui continued walking out without a second glance.

Just then, the Mr. Zeng the Elder inside the cave suddenly shouted, "Watch out!"

Unfortunately, before he could get the full word out, the Mr. Zeng the Elder at the entrance had already struck Zhao Rui’s back with his palm.

In an instant, a force of extreme cold, wrapped in ice, froze Zhao Rui solid.

"Haha!"

Mr. Zeng the Elder whipped his head around to glare at the other Mr. Zeng inside the cave and sneered, "You’re not getting away. Hand over the Ice Crystal Essence Stone obediently, and I might spare your life."

"In your dreams."

The Mr. Zeng inside the cave roared in anger, "Go ahead and kill me if you have the guts, but don’t even think about getting the Ice Crystal Essence Stone."

"You!"

Mr. Zeng the Elder was enraged. His figure flickered, and he was already in front of the chained man, one hand gripping his neck, his eyes staring at him with a chilling gaze.

"Sooner or later, you’ll talk."

"First, I’ll crush your hopes."

Mr. Zeng the Elder released his grip and turned to walk toward Zhao Rui.

"Let’s see how you two made contact."

A cold sneer appeared on Mr. Zeng the Elder’s lips as he reached out to grab Zhao Rui.

"Hm?"

Before his hand could even touch Zhao Rui, he suddenly felt his palm stop, blocked by another that had appeared out of thin air.

"You? How is that possible?"

Mr. Zeng the Elder’s face paled in shock. That palm was Zhao Rui’s.

His right hand was already free from its icy prison.

Zhao Rui shuddered, and the ice encasing his body crumbled and fell away, freeing him in an instant.

"You dare show off such a petty trick before an expert!"

"Take my Cold Ice Palm!"

Zhao Rui roared, and before his opponent could react, he had already slammed a palm into his chest.

The immense Palm Force sent him flying directly into the cave wall with a tremendous crash.

Seizing the opportunity to finish him off, Zhao Rui closed the distance in a few quick steps, his feet tapping lightly, and launched a Great Strength Vajra Leg kick at Mr. Zeng the Elder as he slowly fell.

BANG!

Mr. Zeng the Elder flew from one end of the cave to the other, completely dazed by the impact.

"You deserve to die!"

Mr. Zeng the Elder struggled to his feet and unleashed all of his Powerful Qi. In an instant, the entire cave was enveloped in an extremely cold aura.

Starting from where he stood, the entire cave began to rapidly freeze over.

"Freezing me is useless!"

Zhao Rui fully unleashed his Domain Power. His Spring Breeze and Rain Technique, infused with Nine Nether Profound True Water, began to fall in fine streams from the cave ceiling.

It splashed onto the ground and walls, making a SIZZLING sound as the ice melted.

"The Spring Breeze and Rain Technique?"

Mr. Zeng the Elder said in horror, "You’re from the Yun Mansion?"

Zhao Rui remained noncommittal. His figure flickered as he charged directly at him.

"As if I’m afraid of you!"

The two of them instantly began fighting within the narrow cave.

The immense force of their blows made the cave tremble violently, threatening to collapse at any moment.

"Replicable Martial Art detected: Celestial Beast Technique. Replicate?"

"Celestial Beast Technique?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback for a moment before decisively choosing to replicate it.

In the time it took him to replicate the technique, Mr. Zeng the Elder’s fingernails began to grow longer, and strange horns sprouted all over his body.

These horns were like sharp blades embedded in his body, forming a sort of Armor.

His form also changed. He grew taller and more bestial, giving him the appearance of a half-orc.

"ROAR!"

Mr. Zeng the Elder let out a furious roar. His horns spun like destructive blades as they sliced toward Zhao Rui.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"Let’s see what’s harder—your bones or my sword."

Zhao Rui quickly drew the Tribulation-Breaking Sword from his back and used his Flying Dragon Swordsmanship to block the attack from the horns.

"AARGH!"

Mr. Zeng the Elder attacked furiously, roaring again and again. He no longer showed any human emotion, like an Exotic Beast lost in a bloodthirsty frenzy.

"Neither human nor beast. You’ll never amount to anything."

Zhao Rui’s sword flashed with lightning as his body moved like a blur, constantly flickering in front of and behind Mr. Zeng the Elder.

Every strike aimed for his vital points.

No matter how hard Mr. Zeng the Elder’s horns were, they were no match for the Divine Weapon, the Tribulation-Breaking Sword, in Zhao Rui’s hand.

After several hundred clanging blows, his horns finally shattered with a loud crack.

One, two, three...

Soon, Zhao Rui had shaved off all of Mr. Zeng the Elder’s horns.

As the horns disappeared, clarity gradually returned to Mr. Zeng the Elder’s eyes. After throwing several palm strikes at Zhao Rui, he prepared to retreat.

How could Zhao Rui let him get his way?

The two engaged in a fierce battle within the small cavern, fighting so intensely that the ground shook and the entire cave began to collapse.

"By the glorious might of the heavens, I command the thunder! Divine lightning of all skies, heed my call! Go!"

Zhao Rui’s eyes narrowed. He instantly activated his Thunder Power, and countless bolts of lightning surged down his sword, crashing down on Mr. Zeng the Elder.

Mr. Zeng the Elder seemed extremely afraid of Thunder Power. After being struck by this force, his whole body convulsed before he was sent flying backward.

Zhao Rui rushed forward, unleashing a continuous series of Sword Techniques.

One bolt of lightning after another crashed down, charring Mr. Zeng the Elder’s mutated body.

’Lightning really is the best way to deal with monsters.’

Zhao Rui unleashed the full power of the Snowy Cold Frost Force from his right palm, instantly striking him in the chest.

In the blink of an eye, Mr. Zeng the Elder was encased in solid ice.

"The tables have turned. Now you can have a taste of being frozen solid."

Zhao Rui sneered. His figure flashed, and with a swing of his longsword, he sliced through all the chains binding the other Mr. Zeng the Elder in the cave.