I Can Replicate Martial Arts

"I’m actually curious, what are you doing here?"

"This is my home. Why can’t I be here?"

"So, you’re saying Great Zhou is your home, and Great Shang is also your home?"

"What? Is there a problem with that?"

Mo Ling’Er lifted her chin with a hint of pride, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Fine! Perfect. In that case, you can show me around. It’s much more convenient to have someone who knows the place as a guide."

"Who said I know you!"

"Heh, now that you mention it, I remember. Weren’t you always trying to capture me?"

Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing.

"Take this!"

Mo Ling’Er snorted coldly and suddenly launched a surprise attack on Zhao Rui, using a Claw Skill similar to the Eagle Claw Skill.

Zhao Rui dodged, chopping down on her delicate wrist with one hand. The blow momentarily froze her, and he took the opportunity to circle behind her.

Mo Ling’Er was shocked. She twisted, lashing out with her claws in a continuous chain. The afterimages were so solid it looked as if seven or eight arms were attacking at once.

Unflustered, Zhao Rui retreated and abruptly threw out a Cold Ice Palm.

A wall of solid ice, three feet thick, instantly appeared before him.

Mo Ling’Er’s claws plunged into the solid ice. She scraped at it furiously but couldn’t shatter it.

Zhao Rui chuckled. Moving like lightning, he quickly stacked layers of solid ice around and above her, trapping her inside as if in a box.

"Bastard, let me out!"

Mo Ling’Er felt a bone-deep chill penetrate the solid ice and seep into her body, making her shiver involuntarily.

She couldn’t help but withdraw her Claw Skill.

’This ice is so strange,’ she thought. ’It’s incredibly hard and cold. Even at my level, a top-tier Dharma Realm master, I can feel the chill.’

"Zhao Rui, hurry up and let me out."

"Still going to capture me?"

"No!"

"Admit defeat?"

"I admit it!"

"You gave in too easily. It must be a trick."

"You rotten Zhao Rui, let me out of here!"

Mo Ling’Er was furious. She couldn’t break the ice, but she was unwilling to back down again. Pouting, she hugged her freezing arms and fumed in silence.

After a while, her anger subsided. She realized Zhao Rui hadn’t said a word and couldn’t help but call out, "Zhao Rui? Zhao Rui?"

She called out several times, but there was no reply.

This terrified Mo Ling’Er, and she couldn’t stop herself from shouting, "Zhao Rui, you bastard!"

"Zhao Rui!"

"You absolute bastard, you actually left me here all alone! When I get out, I’m going to skin you alive!"

After shouting for a long time with no answer, Mo Ling’Er slumped to the ground, her voice trembling with grievance.

"I never wanted to hurt you, why do you always misunderstand me? I just wanted you to submit to me."

"Sob... sob..."

Mo Ling’Er hugged her knees, buried her head between her legs, and wept softly.

She wasn’t upset about being trapped; she was upset that Zhao Rui treated her like an enemy.

She only ever wanted him to yield to her. Why did it always, by some strange twist of fate, turn into a situation where it looked like she wanted to harm him?

As she sobbed, Mo Ling’Er looked at the verdant new grass on the ground and suddenly froze. She then stood up, exclaiming with a flash of realization, "How could I be so stupid?"

With that, she gathered her True Qi and fiercely unleashed a powerful Palm Force at the top of the ice box.

The entire ice lid, along with the surrounding solid ice, was instantly blasted away.

The world was instantly bright and clear again.

"You jerk, Zhao..."

Mo Ling’Er was overjoyed. She had just gotten three words out when the rest of her sentence caught in her throat, as if someone were strangling her.

"Go on, say it."

"You... you..."

Mo Ling’Er’s face flushed red. She covered her face with her hands, turned, and ran down the mountain.

This left Zhao Rui completely baffled.

"Lady, you’re a Witch Venerable. You can still get shy?"

He shouldn’t have said anything. The moment the words left his mouth, Mo Ling’Er ran even faster, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

"Well, so much for my tour guide."

Zhao Rui shook his head and began walking down the mountain at a leisurely pace.

After walking for a dozen or so *li*, two young, beautiful women in revealing clothing appeared ahead of him.

"Greetings, Young Master. The Witch Venerable has ordered us to escort you to the manor to rest."

The two of them curtsied gracefully, and the tantalizing views that resulted entered Zhao Rui’s line of sight.

’The clothing in Great Shang is way more revealing than modern fashion.’

"Thank you for your trouble."

Zhao Rui nodded. Now that he had shown himself, there was no longer any need to be secretive. He figured the ruler of Great Shang would soon know of his arrival.

"You are too kind, Young Master. It is our duty."

After they spoke, the two women put their slender fingers to their lips and let out a sharp whistle. In the blink of an eye, a Flying Beast swooped down from the sky and landed steadily before the three of them.

"After you, Young Master."

Zhao Rui glanced at the exquisite pavilion on the Exotic Beast’s back, smiled freely, and stepped aboard.

...

「Dongqi Province!」

At Dongqi University’s Martial Arts Academy, Wang Zhanshan smiled as he poured tea for the two men in the room.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of two university presidents visiting me personally?"

"Zhanshan, I truly never would have expected this!"

The middle-aged man with glasses beamed and said, "For our school to produce such an incredible figure... it’s amazing, Zhanshan. Truly amazing."

"President, are you talking about Zhao Rui?"

Wang Zhanshan shook his head and said, "Zhao Rui is naturally gifted, and all his hard work has finally paid off. But he mainly learned his Martial Arts on Qingcheng Mountain. To be honest, our university..."

"Hey, you can’t say that, Zhanshan. The university years are a crucial period for the Martial Dao. How can we not take any credit?"

"Er..."

"You have no idea how many people have been asking me about coming to our school to study the Martial Dao..."

"You need to publicize this for me, handle it well. It would be best if you could get Zhao Rui to come back for a visit..."

"I don’t have that kind of influence with him."

"Zhanshan, this is an order. It’s also a golden opportunity for our century-old prestigious university. In times like these, the better the student pool, the more secure our future."

"Alright, I’ll try... I’ll do my best."

Wang Zhanshan nodded helplessly. Of course he knew what the situation was; his own phone had been ringing off the hook.

Ever since Zhao Rui defeated the Viper King Venerable, information about him had been circulating among interested parties.

A young Extreme Martial Artist, a current student at Dongqi University, and the Martial Arts Team Captain.

His status as an Elder of the Qingcheng Sword Sect was secondary.

With Qingcheng Mountain closing itself off, the focus of this information shifted to one point: a current student at Dongqi University and the Martial Arts Team Captain.

Approaching Zhao Rui’s family directly might provoke his displeasure, which wouldn’t be worth the risk. However, going through the university to establish a connection as an alumnus, or even a teammate...

...was a much gentler and more effective method.

Thus, many factions turned their attention to Dongqi University.

Naturally, Wang Zhanshan was a primary target for recruitment efforts and feelers.

However, he had rejected them all.

He could, of course, contact Zhao Rui. He had even told him about these matters, but Zhao Rui had given his answer long ago.

No time!

He told Wang Zhanshan to handle it as he saw fit, but to ensure the quality of the Dongqi University Martial Arts Team.

Although he was the head coach, right now, Zhao Rui’s word was law.

Therefore, for those trying to pull strings, he wouldn’t give them a free pass if their skills were subpar.

After considering this, he called his two assistant coaches and arranged for them to prepare an assessment plan and handle related matters.

While Wang Zhanshan was busy preparing for the "new recruitment," Zhao Rui’s old teammates had already gathered outside the Front Mountain Wall-Facing Chamber at Mingcan Courtyard.

These people included not only current team members like Qin Rui, but also former senior brothers and sisters who had already left the team.

Their faces all held expressions of disbelief mixed with immense excitement.

Zhao Rui had actually become Emperor Zhao.

And they had been Emperor Zhao’s teammates.

The sheer intimidation factor of that status, when mentioned, was comparable to holding a nuclear weapon you could detonate at any moment.

No one dared to test just how solid your relationship with Zhao Rui was.

They had gathered at Mingcan Courtyard, originally hoping to see Zhao Rui, reminisce about old times, and catch up.

Since it was naturally impossible to see him now, they followed Qin Rui’s lead and gathered in the open space in front of the Wall-Facing Chamber.

Everyone knew that his relationship with her was quite close, so naturally, no one objected.

The group chatted happily about the past and their experiences after graduation. For a moment, it felt like they were back in their student days.

"How on earth does he do his Cultivation?"

"Exactly! If I hadn’t seen the photos and information circulating online, I wouldn’t have believed it. I only just advanced to the Grandmaster Realm."

"Qin Rui, do you know what Realm Zhao Rui is at now? Is there another Realm above the Dharma Realm?"

The crowd discussed excitedly.

While smiling and answering the questions she knew, Qin Rui took a few photos with her phone and sent them to Zhao Rui.

"Look, Senior Sister Ye has gotten even more beautiful. Doesn’t that make you want to come back!"

A mischievous smile appeared on Qin Rui’s lips as the message shot off.