I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 120 - 73: A Robbery? Or...

The rules of Martial Dao competitions vary depending on the event format and are divided into different categories.

These include categories for weapons, unarmed combat, and mixed martial arts.

For historical reasons, Dongqi University has always focused on developing unarmed combat and Inner Power, paying relatively little attention to weapons.

As a result, its strengths lie mostly in the unarmed and mixed martial arts categories.

The competition holds preliminary rounds in different cities, with the top three from each region advancing to the final knockout tournament to vie for the provincial rankings.

The main venue for the competition is usually hosted by the previous year’s city champion school, so this time the Jeju University League competition isn’t being held at Dongqi University, but at Eastern Martial Body.

First thing in the morning, Wang Zhanshan led the competing team members onto a bus headed for the Dongqi Arts and Sports School, located in the northeast corner of the city.

The expressions on everyone’s faces were rather solemn.

After all, it hadn’t been long since students from Eastern Martial Body came to their school and humiliated them. Even though the fourth-years hadn’t participated, it was a disgrace for everyone.

"Don’t feel pressured. Our goal this year is to gain experience. Focus on observing and learning..."

On the bus, Wang Zhanshan clapped his hands and gave everyone a few words of advice, paying special attention to the four first-years, before turning to look out the window.

For the past few years, he had been protesting the former principal’s ridiculous policies by slacking off, but it was a move that hurt him more than his enemy.

It certainly hadn’t done his reputation any favors.

Now, the arrival of the new first-year students had finally given him a chance to truly put his talents to use. He was confident that within two years, he could return Dongqi University to the top ranks of the university league.

"This time, we’re not in a rush. Just think of it as a training exercise!"

...

The competition had nothing to do with Zhao Rui.

He was currently in an examination hall, his pen flying across the paper as he worked on his exam.

After studying for so long, he had a firm grasp of the basic material.

Passing would be no problem at all.

University exams were much more relaxed than high school ones. Barring a few sadistic professors, most were quite lenient.

The three days of exams passed in a flash.

Zhao Rui walked out of the exam hall feeling refreshed.

’Finally done with exams. Passing is no problem. With my Martial Arts Cultivation, which is comparable to a Level 9 Powerhouse’s, it’s a good thing I didn’t want to cheat. Otherwise, getting top marks would have been a piece of cake.’

With his exams over, he could finally focus his mind on the Martial Dao.

’Learning accounting is nowhere near as fun as practicing martial arts.’

He had just learned Cai Zhengyang’s Profound Yin Sword Pointing and hadn’t yet had a chance to properly delve into it.

After a quick dinner, Zhao Rui eagerly hurried to the small grove outside Mingcan Courtyard.

The area was quiet and secluded, with dense trees—the perfect place for him to practice his new Martial Arts.

Zhao Rui began Concentrating and Calming the Mind, carefully reviewing all the moves and Meridian circulation methods for the Profound Yin Sword Pointing in his head.

A moment later, he brandished his finger like a sword. A sharp burst of True Qi instantly shot forth, blasting a frost-rimmed hole into a nearby tree trunk.

"Incredible power."

Zhao Rui was overjoyed. ’With this Martial Art, give it some time, and once I reach Level 8 Great Success, won’t I be able to have as much fun as Duan Yu!’

’What if I combine Sword Pointing with the Taiyi Splitting Light Sword?’

Zhao Rui’s eyes narrowed. Intrigued by the idea, he immediately held his fingers together like a sword and began to execute the Taiyi Splitting Light Sword Technique.

He had learned this swordsmanship from the young genius at the Lincheng Martial Arts Dojo. It was also a High-level Technique with impressive power.

Once he began, the Sword Techniques flowed one after another, an endless stream of real and illusory moves that flickered in and out of sight. This swordsmanship alone was enough to wear down any opponent.

Unhurried, Zhao Rui went through the Sword Path once, then again. On the fourth repetition, as he unleashed the swordsmanship’s Killing Move, a formless, intangible stream of Sword Qi suddenly shot out from his fingertip.

It struck the bucket-thick tree in front of him at the exact same moment as the Killing Move.

A hole, half a finger deep, appeared starkly on the trunk.

’So this is the true way to apply copied Martial Arts!’

Zhao Rui was ecstatic. The Sword Techniques flowed from his hand without pause, Sword Qi lacing the air from his fingertips, with even a faint, barely perceptible Charm Technique mixed in.

The Inner Qi in his meridians circulated at incredible speed. The Qi of the Dantian felt like boiling water as it surged outward, spreading through all the Meridians in his limbs and torso.

After executing nearly two hundred moves with all his might, Zhao Rui finally dispersed the roiling Qi in his Dantian.

As he retracted his power and calmed his breath, a sharp pain shot through all the Meridians in his body, especially the two used for the Taiyi Splitting Light Sword Technique and the Profound Yin Sword Pointing.

They were excruciatingly painful.

’I got carried away. My meridians can’t handle the strain.’

Zhao Rui couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

’Looks like this ’cheating’—using multiple Martial Arts at once—isn’t without its price.’

’I’ll have to keep polishing and refining it.’

Zhao Rui took a deep breath. As he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of his surroundings and was instantly dumbfounded.

In a radius of about thirty feet around him, the trees and plants were utterly devastated, covered in wounds. Some were snapped in half by his Sword Pointing, while others were riddled with holes from his Gang Qi.

’Even Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root wouldn’t be much more destructive than this, would it?’

Feeling guilty, Zhao Rui hastily flattened the surrounding undergrowth before leaping into the branches and silently fleeing the Martial Arts Institute grounds.

Only a few moments after he left, a figure with crane-white hair and a youthful face flickered into existence where he had been standing.

"That rascal... so he already possesses a peerless technique. No wonder he wasn’t interested in my legacy!"

"That swordsmanship looks like the Taiyi Splitting Light Sword, but where did this Sword Qi come from? How strange... Could it be the Taiyin Sword Qi Technique?"

The figure muttered a few words to himself, shook his head, then leaped into the air, soaring straight up past the treetops and gradually vanishing into the night.

For the next few days, Zhao Rui spent all his time at Mingcan Courtyard, either meditating or practicing his Martial Arts, working to integrate his various techniques.

His days were incredibly fulfilling.

In his spare time, he would call Qin Rui to ask how the competition was going.