I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 167 - 90: It’s Time to Call Me Senior Brother
When I first joined the team last year, he pulled a lot of stunts to put me in my place.
Now, for no clear reason, he’s trying to trip me up again.
’He must have a few screws loose.’
Still, I’ll deal with problems as they come. I happen to be short on Advancement Points, and his Great Demon Subduing Palm is a real prize. Not to mention things like his Shattering Star Palm.
’If he tries anything funny, I’ll just copy all of his techniques.’
’I already started the copy process once, but that jackass took it out on me just because Ye Jingqiu gave him the cold shoulder.’
’Forced me to abandon the whole process.’
’Ye Jingqiu?’
Zhao Rui froze. ’Could it be over a woman?’
He racked his brain for a long time but couldn’t think of any entanglement between himself and Ye Jingqiu.
’Beautiful women truly are a source of disaster!’
Zhao Rui spat. With that, any good feelings he had for Senior Sister Ye, who was usually as cold as an iceberg, also soured.
"Captain Zhao! Why does my Vajra Pestle always feel so sluggish when I use it?"
He had only been lost in thought for a moment when a team member came over, pulling him out of his reverie.
"Let me see!"
Zhao Rui nodded and threw himself into teaching the team members Martial Arts, just as he had learned from Captain Wang Zhe when he first joined.
’Perhaps this was what Old Zeng saw in me, and why he pushed so hard for me to become captain.’
’The new generation always replaces the old. It’s the way of things.’
His coaching session lasted a full two hours.
The freshmen, who had only reluctantly chosen him because of his formidable Martial Arts, were now truly and wholeheartedly convinced.
Zhao Rui’s understanding of the Prajna Palm was so profound he could grasp the larger principles from the smallest details.
When coaching them, he always spoke from a commanding height, cutting straight to the core of their problems. He could always find the subtlest points and use Micro Words to convey great truths, leaving them with a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
’And he had only joined the Martial Arts Team three months before us.’
After finishing his coaching on the Prajna Palm, Zhao Rui urged everyone to practice diligently, then swaggered over toward Ye Jingqiu’s group.
’If you won’t come to me, I’ll go to your crush!’
’You’re already planning to screw me over.’
’Why should I give you any face?’
At that moment, Ye Jingqiu was also coaching her team members. Seeing Zhao Rui approach, she asked out of curiosity, "Zhao Rui, is there something you need?"
Zhao Rui nodded. "Senior Sister, I want to spar with Senior Brother Gongye. His Palm Technique is quite powerful, so I was hoping to ask you..."
"If you’re looking to spar with him, why are you talking to me!"
Ye Jingqiu looked slightly taken aback and replied, speechless.
"Um, I’m afraid he won’t agree. Senior Sister, could you please help me out and contact him?"
Zhao Rui said with a bashful look.
"Why do you want him? Can’t you just find someone else?"
Ye Jingqiu said, frowning.
"Honestly, it’s only Senior Brother Gongye’s Great Demon Subduing Palm that I find inspiring. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come to you for help, Senior Sister."
"Alright, I’ll ask him. I haven’t seen him here today."
Ye Jingqiu didn’t have a bad impression of Zhao Rui, so she nodded in agreement.
Zhao Rui wasn’t in a rush. He sat down on a nearby chair and quietly watched the others train.
Before long, Ye Jingqiu approached with light, graceful steps and said,
"He’ll be over in a moment. I’ll act as your referee."
"Thank you, Senior Sister. You’re as kind-hearted as you are beautiful. Out of everyone on the team, I admire you the most."
Although Zhao Rui’s words were a bit over the top, he was telling the truth.
’Ye Jingqiu might be cold, but she isn’t a bad person. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have offered to referee.’
’Why else? She was afraid Gongye Lingchen would fly off the handle and not hold back.’
’Everyone tiptoed around this petty senior brother.’
Yet Zhao Rui was charging straight at him.
"I don’t like smooth-talkers. I don’t want to hear that again."
Ye Jingqiu’s pretty face grew cold as she spoke in an icy tone.
"Uh..."
Zhao Rui just smiled without saying more. After all, he’d known her for half a year; he was well aware of Senior Sister Ye’s temperament.
Since she had contacted him, Zhao Rui didn’t disturb her teaching anymore. He stepped to the side and waited quietly for Gongye Lingchen to arrive.
About ten minutes later, Gongye Lingchen strode over, his face grim.
"Zhao Rui, you’ve got a lot of nerve!"
As he drew near, his eyes flashed with a cold light as he spoke in a frigid tone.
"Senior Brother, what is the meaning of this? I merely wish to have a practice match with you to gain some experience."
Zhao Rui said nonchalantly.
"Good. Just great."
"Gongye Lingchen, if you’re displeased, you shouldn’t have agreed. This is just a sparring match."
Ye Jingqiu came over, her fine brows knitted. In truth, she was also a little annoyed with Zhao Rui.
’Why on earth did he have to provoke this menace!’
"Senior Brother, after you."
Zhao Rui said with a smile.
"You’ll be sorry in a minute!"
Gongye Lingchen spun around and leaped directly onto the nearest ring.
"Senior Sister, thank you for your trouble!"
Zhao Rui said, turning again to Ye Jingqiu.
"Don’t overreach!"
After speaking, Ye Jingqiu’s figure moved with a dancer’s grace. Like a Fairy descending to the mortal world, she floated into the ring.
"What’s going on? Why are Senior Sister Ye and Senior Brother Gongye on the ring?"
"Senior Brother Gongye isn’t having a spat with Senior Sister Ye, is he? But they wouldn’t need to get in the ring for that!"
"Are they going to spar?"
Just as the crowd’s wild speculation was taking flight, Zhao Rui took a running start and vaulted onto the ring.
In that instant, the situation became crystal clear.
"Holy crap, it’s Zhao Rui and Senior Brother Gongye!"
"A practice match or a real fight?"
"You don’t think it’s over Senior Sister Ye, do you?"
"Shh! Look, Senior Sister Ye is the referee. It can’t be because of her. She’s not that kind of person."
Amidst the crowd’s hushed whispers, Zhao Rui was already on the ring, politely saying, "Senior Brother, after you."
Gongye Lingchen’s cold eyes narrowed. Suddenly, they snapped open, a frigid light flashing within. His body shot forward, his palms crossed high as he lunged fiercely at Zhao Rui.
"The Great Demon Subduing Palm? Bring it on!"
