I Can Replicate Martial Arts

"Yes, you have a point!"

Qin Rui nodded. They knew Zhao Rui’s temperament well. He couldn’t stand it when women were overly domineering and rude.

"Gossiping about people behind their backs is not a good habit!"

Just as the women were in the middle of their discussion, a voice as clear and cool as a mountain spring rang in their ears.

The women were shocked and frantically looked around.

"Stop looking. She’s above us!"

Miao Miaomiao had achieved Mastery in the Six Trigrams Enchanting Immortal Technique and was especially sensitive to Techniques involving Sound Waves and illusions. She immediately locked onto the source of the voice.

Even so, waves of turmoil rose in her heart.

’When did she get here? I didn’t sense a thing.’

"Oh? Not bad at all. And who are you? Another one of Zhao Rui’s lovers?"

In mid-air, Mo Ling’Er, dressed in yellow silk gauze with a longsword hanging from a sash at her waist, slowly descended like a Nine Heavens Profound Lady and landed gently before them.

"Wow, it’s Heroine Mo!"

"As expected of Heroine Mo! When did she even appear? I didn’t notice at all."

"Of course! She’s a Dharma Master. You think this is some kind of game?"

The surrounding crowd and tourists all turned to look, their gazes a mix of thirty percent excitement and seventy percent curiosity, fixed on Mo Ling’Er and the equally beautiful women standing before her.

With the resurgence of Spiritual Qi, the looks of women, especially female Martial Artists, had improved dramatically.

Whether it was the biological properties of their skin, the slenderness of their figures, or their overall aura, they were all worlds apart from before.

Many women, particularly female Martial Artists who had broken through to the Divine Void Realm, would find their skin becoming exceptionally fine, smooth, and firm, as if reborn.

Under the nourishment of Spiritual Qi, slowing the aging process had already become a reality.

Although people from the Song Realm had confirmed that this nourishment couldn’t make one live for centuries, the improvement to one’s constitution was obvious.

What’s more, some Cultivation Techniques came with their own special effects.

"Who are they?"

"Why do they seem so hostile?"

The onlookers whispered among themselves.

"Who I am isn’t important. What’s important is, who are you? If you’re a nobody, then you have no right to be calling anyone ’sister’."

A cold glint flashed in Miao Miaomiao’s eyes. Her Six Yi Charm Immortal Technique was already in a defensive state.

"A little interesting, but not enough!"

Mo Ling’Er’s True Qi suddenly erupted from her body, and an invisible current of air instantly surged outward.

The spectators, who had been ready to enjoy the show, were instantly blown into disarray by this current, tumbling more than ten meters away.

Miao Miaomiao, anticipating a sudden attack, instantly used Shift Form and Position to appear before the other women. Pushing her Celestial Heart One Mind Technique to its limit, she formed an invisible True Qi Barrier that blocked the oncoming current.

The Celestial Heart One Mind Technique was a Top-tier Technique that Zhao Rui had created after achieving Great Success in the Martial Dao, comprehending the Misty Purple Qi, and refining the strengths of a hundred different schools.

Both its properties and its power were extraordinary.

Although Miao Miaomiao was only at the Initial Tier of Dharma, with this technique alone, she could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with an ordinary High Tier of Dharma Martial Artist.

Mo Ling’Er’s Cultivation was superb, but she had only used ten percent of her Power in that attack.

Naturally, Miao Miaomiao was able to block it.

"Huh? That’s Zhao Rui’s Martial Arts?"

A chill entered Mo Ling’Er’s eyes. She had seen Zhao Rui use this set of Martial Arts when they fought a while ago.

’He actually passed such a brilliant Martial Arts technique on to this woman.’

’And I got no Martial Arts from him at all.’

’That biased man!’

Mo Ling’Er couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

"Your Power is profound, but that doesn’t mean my Martial Arts are inferior to yours, and it certainly doesn’t mean Zhao Rui’s Martial Arts are inferior to yours," Miao Miaomiao said in a low voice.

She knew she was no match for this woman, but that didn’t stop her from trying to get under her skin with her words.

’Domineering?’

’No matter how domineering you are, you still didn’t get any of Zhao Rui’s Martial Arts.’

Miao Miaomiao’s words struck a nerve with Mo Ling’Er.

She snorted coldly. "Even at the same level, you’d still be no match for me."

After speaking, Mo Ling’Er dispersed her Power, suppressing her strength to the Initial Tier of the Dharma Realm and attacking Miao Miaomiao.

Miao Miaomiao was overjoyed. ’With the Celestial Heart One Mind Technique, fighting above my level is a piece of cake.’

’This woman actually wants to fight me at the same level? How could I not take advantage of such a great opportunity?’

Miao Miaomiao’s spirits soared. She strode forward and instantly clashed with Mo Ling’Er.

Although both were women, the arts they had learned were among the best of their time.

As they exchanged blows, their fists and feet carried Gang Wind, their movements were as fast as lightning, and their True Qi lashed out wantonly like Wind Blades, utterly demolishing the surrounding buildings.

Qin Rui and the others hurriedly dodged away, joining the rest of the spectators to watch from the sidelines.

They were completely unqualified to participate in a battle of this level.

The fight between the two in the center grew more and more intense.

They both unleashed their True Dharma Bodies at the same time.

Miao Miaomiao’s True Dharma Body was the Tai Mountain Stone Guardian of the Taishan Sect. After combining with Zhao Rui’s Celestial Heart One Mind Technique, it had evolved into the Tai Mountain Goddess Aspect.

It was a colossal stone Dharma Aspect that blotted out the sky, possessing not only extremely high defense but also a shroud of Misty Purple Qi that dealt immense Magical Power damage.

Mo Ling’Er was not to be outdone. Her Dharma Aspect was the Ink Jade Phoenix, passed down from her elder brother, Mo Longteng.

Once manifested, it immediately transformed into a divine Mo Feng, a Phoenix that soared with outstretched wings, commanding the heavens.

With a single step, they crossed dozens of miles, arriving directly at the seaside to continue their great battle.

The earth-shattering momentum of their fight left everyone present completely stunned.

"Who is that? Who can actually fight the Ink Fairy to a standstill like this?"

"That woman seems to be using the Tai Mountain Stone Guardian from the Taishan Sect, but her Cultivation Technique looks like it’s mutated somehow."

"Since when was there such a woman with such superb Martial Arts in the Jianghu?"

The crowd broke into a flurry of discussion. They had originally come to watch the Beast Hunting operation.

They hadn’t expected to see such a spectacular duel as a bonus.

And between two peerless beauties, no less.

"What’s this woman’s background? Let’s hope she doesn’t anger the Mo Family’s Witch Venerable. If she provokes her into another killing spree, I’m afraid no one will be able to stop her."

"We should quickly ask a Domain Realm senior to come over. Otherwise, this will be impossible to clean up."

"Domain Realm masters are few and far between and are rarely seen. Where am I supposed to find one?"

The on-site supervisor from the organizing committee looked distressed.

’I can’t possibly go to Shaolin again, can I?’

There were only a handful of Domain Realm masters in the entire Central Plains, and all of them were in secluded cultivation within their respective sects.

They weren’t people who could be summoned at a moment’s notice.

"Then go get a Peak Dharma Martial Artist! At the very least, we can’t let her cause a massacre."

"I’ve heard that Master Weichen of the Qingcheng Sect isn’t far from here. I’ll go right now."

The supervisor immediately got up and rushed toward Master Weichen’s location.

The battle by the sea raged on. One moment, Miao Miaomiao and her opponent were fighting on the shore, the next they were in the water, and then they were leaping high into the sky.

Their fight shook the earth and changed the color of the sky.

Miao Miaomiao had originally thought that with the level-defying combat properties of her Celestial Heart One Mind Technique, she would be able to quickly gain the upper hand against Mo Ling’Er.

But she never expected that Mo Ling’Er’s Martial Arts were also extraordinary, having been passed down by her brother, who had surpassed the Domain Realm.

On top of that, she had recently been personally tutored by her father—the number one master of Great Zhou. She had mastered the Peak Martial Arts of the two great families of Great Zhou and Great Shang. Her strength among those of the same rank was a rarity.

Fighting above her level was also a piece of cake for her.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to chase Zhao Rui for thousands of miles back then.

The two had met their match; they were evenly matched and fought to a draw.

Just as the two were inextricably entangled in their struggle, Master Weichen, who had rushed over after hearing the news, arrived in a hurry, waving his Floating Dust.

When he got a closer look, he was dumbfounded.

"Fellow Daoist Miao, Mo Witch Venerable, why are you two fighting?"

"Oh, dear, what am I to do about this."

Others might not know about the relationship these two had with Zhao Rui, but as a core member of the Qingcheng Sect, Master Weichen was crystal clear on the matter.

One was a confidante Zhao Rui had arranged to be in the Taishan Sect, and the other was the Great Shang Witch Venerable who had escaped death with him from Gui Xu.

Regardless of which of the two was closer to Zhao Rui, they were both, at the very least, "his" people.

If either of them got seriously hurt, it would be a disaster.

Master Weichen didn’t hesitate. He instantly activated his Purple Mansion Primordial Venerable Body, and with a wave of his Floating Dust, his massive Dharma Body strode into the middle of their battlefield.

"You two, you two, please listen to this old Daoist!"

"OOF, my old bones!"

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