I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 149 - 84: Bring on the 5000

Seeing Wang Han and Luo Min walk toward Zhao Rui together, the other classmates stopped in their tracks and turned to look.

An incredibly dramatic soap opera had already begun to play out in the minds of those who had been eating in the same room as Zhao Rui.

"Zhao Rui, I haven’t seen you in over half a year. Let’s have a good match today. You haven’t fallen behind, have you?"

Wang Han walked up to Zhao Rui with a smile, his words laced with provocation.

"Nope, nope, I don’t have time!"

Zhao Rui said with a dismissive wave.

"No time?"

The onlookers were stunned, and even Yang Fan and his friends were bewildered.

’When did you say you had something to do? Weren’t you just saying we should find another place to hang out?’

"Sigh, I have to work to earn my tuition. Unlike you guys, who don’t have to worry about money."

Zhao Rui said with a sigh, a frustrated look on his face.

"How much? I’ll give it to you. It’s nothing."

Wang Han frowned at his words.

"Five thousand? You’re really going to give it to me? That would be too embarrassing. Just for one match with you? Forget it. You guys have fun. I’m off to earn some money."

With that, Zhao Rui called to Yang Fan and the other two and turned to leave.

"It’s just five thousand yuan. That’s peanuts. Here. I sent the transfer."

Wang Han was seething internally. ’Later, I’ll beat you until you’re crawling on the ground and barking like a dog, so you can never hold your head high in class again.’

Of course, Wang Han could see that Zhao Rui was doing this on purpose, but all he wanted right now was to make Zhao Rui look like a fool in front of their classmates—or more accurately, in front of Luo Min.

Five thousand yuan was small change to him.

Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow and readily accepted the transfer.

This act left the surrounding classmates utterly dumbfounded.

The more perceptive ones had already sensed the tension in the air and instinctively glanced toward Luo Min.

But Luo Min merely smiled, seemingly oblivious to it all.

"Come on, let’s go! Why is everyone just standing here? Boss Wang is treating us, so it’s a perfect chance to go visit his family’s Martial Arts Hall."

Having pocketed the cash, Zhao Rui was suddenly fired up, taking charge and urging everyone to get a move on.

Wang Han narrowed his eyes and smirked. "Right, right, let’s go. If you don’t come today, you’re not giving me face."

After speaking, he scanned the crowd and strode forward.

A few who didn’t want to go could only shake their heads at the situation; they weren’t as brazen as Zhao Rui, nor did they dare to be.

About ten minutes later, the sprawling procession, looking like a gang of street thugs, arrived at the Hanhai Martial Arts Elite Hall owned by Wang Han’s family.

Wang Han opened the main doors to the Martial Arts Hall and flipped on the lights. The entire hall was instantly illuminated, revealing an exquisitely decorated and luxurious interior.

"Wow, this is so impressive!"

"This must have cost a fortune!"

The classmates clicked their tongues in admiration, their faces full of envy.

Zhao Rui was envious too.

"Show-off!" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

As usual, this was all Yang Fan had to say.

"Quiet down, everyone. We’re just having fun today. If anyone’s interested, feel free to come up for a little sparring. Any of these three rings are available."

"Make yourselves at home! There’s a drink machine over there, so grab whatever you’d like!"

Wang Han leaped onto one of the rings, his voice booming with rich Inner Strength as he spoke.

"I’ll go first! Who’s coming up to fight me?"

Feeling that he’d improved a lot over the last six months and wanting to show off for the girls, one of the boys leaped onto a ring.

"I’ll give it a try!"

It didn’t take long for someone to accept the challenge and leap up as well.

Wang Han, standing on the middle ring, didn’t get down. Instead, he looked at the crowd below and said with a smile, "Who wants to spar with me?"

"I will!"

The words had barely left his mouth when a boy eager to make a name for himself leaped up.

Before long, exciting martial arts duels were unfolding on all three rings simultaneously.

The classmates gathered around, chattering and laughing as they watched the fights on the rings.

However, in less than a minute, before the crowd had even taken a few sips of their drinks, Wang Han had already easily subdued his opponent.

Amidst his opponent’s frustrated glare, he smiled, cupped his fists, and said, "Thank you for the match!"

"Wang Han is so awesome!"

"Brother Han is incredible!"

A wave of cheers immediately erupted from the crowd.

"Top-tier universities really are something else. Didn’t you see how much faster Wang Han and Luo Min are improving than before?"

"Yeah, in just six months, Brother Han is already Level 6, and Luo Min is even Level 8. Sigh, if I could get into a top-tier university, I’d go even if I had to sell everything I own."

"Isn’t there someone in our class who could have gotten in? Too bad he gave up the Martial Dao!"

"You mean Zhao Rui? Hmph, so short-sighted. Just wait and see how Brother Han crushes him!"

The chatter among some of the students, which started as admiration for Wang Han, gradually turned into jealousy and ridicule directed at Zhao Rui.

’If it were them, they would die before making such a choice.’

"Anyone else want to have a match?"

Wang Han’s gaze swept over the crowd. Seeing no one respond, he said, "Zhao Rui, come on up. You, our great scholar, can’t get cold feet now, can you!"

"Of course not. You paid, after all!"

With a soft chuckle, Zhao Rui’s body moved like a great bird taking flight. He leaped from the ground, and in a flash, he landed on the ring.

This display of Lightweight Skill was absolutely flawless, leaving the crowd astonished.

Wang Han’s eyes narrowed. ’After all, he was one of the few Martial Arts Students back in the day who could keep up with me. Even if he hasn’t trained for the last six months, his foundation is still solid.’

"Looks like you haven’t forgotten your Cultivation. Come on, Zhao Rui, let me see what you’re capable of now."

Wang Han beckoned him over with a careless gesture, his posture relaxed and confident.

"Five thousand!"

Zhao Rui glanced at his palm and said, "A regular sparring session only costs three to five hundred. Since you paid so much, I have to give you your money’s worth!"

With that, his figure blurred, seeming to disappear as he suddenly vanished from everyone’s sight.

"What’s happening?"

Those closest to the ring felt their minds reel, their own Inner Strength churning unstably within them.