I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 204 - 103: Training Trivia
"How about you switch to a different Martial Art? We’re fighting so fast, I’m getting tired."
Zhao Rui said, trying to coax him.
"You’re tired too?"
Luo Yongxiang was taken aback.
"Of course I’m tired. If your Martial Arts weren’t so advanced, would I need to be this fast?"
Zhao Rui said, shaking his head.
"Then let’s switch to another Martial Art and take it slow?"
"Sure!"
Zhao Rui nodded with a smile.
Arhat Tiger Fist.
"Change it."
"Why?"
"I don’t like it. It’s easy to fight too fast with that one."
Eight Trigrams Palm.
"Change it. I don’t like to gossip!"
"..."
After a moment, the system’s notification sound finally echoed in Zhao Rui’s mind.
"Discoverable Martial Art: Mandarin Duck Leg. Replicate?"
’Replicate!’
’This guy just switches Martial Arts whenever he’s asked. Don’t tell me he’s a walking encyclopedia of Martial Arts, just like that Fu Shaohu?’
Thinking of this, Zhao Rui’s gaze toward him grew increasingly gentle, a gentleness tinged with affection, like a big gray wolf spotting a little white rabbit.
Just as the two had switched Martial Arts and were unhurriedly practicing their Techniques and Cultivation Techniques, the sound of Gang Qi tearing through the air suddenly came from nearby.
It then struck the protective walls around them, creating a few crisp cracks.
Everyone turned toward the sound, only to see Cai Zhengyang staring at his opponent with a cold expression.
"You don’t really think you can handle me, do you?"
His opponent’s brow furrowed slightly. He hadn’t expected this young man to possess a master skill like Sword Pointing; he had almost been tripped up by an easy opponent.
His expression immediately darkened, and he swung his palm to attack again. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
His opponent’s Martial Arts were extremely high-level, and he was now using the Bombardment Technique, a "Big Move" that only members of their Youth Training Team were accustomed to using.
He unleashed a fierce assault on Cai Zhengyang.
But Cai Zhengyang’s Profound Yin Sword Pointing was no ordinary Martial Art. His Basic Attacks were blasts of Gang Qi, essentially equivalent to another person’s Big Move.
How could he possibly fear his offensive?
So, the two exchanged blows, Sword Qi crisscrossing as Palm Force tore through the air, forcing the few pairs sparring nearby to move far away to avoid them.
With such a huge commotion, everyone in the training center stopped their own practice and turned to watch the fight in the middle of the floor.
Bai Wenlong and the assistant coaches had no intention of stopping them, instead watching with great interest from the side.
"Although the Thousand Mechanism Palm Skill has many ingenious Techniques, it’s at a disadvantage against Sword Aura."
After watching for a while, Bai Wenlong couldn’t help but comment.
"Indeed. I didn’t expect someone from Dongqi University to have learned such a Cultivation Technique. Before the Grandmaster Realm, I’m afraid ordinary Martial Artists wouldn’t be able to withstand it."
An assistant coach beside him said with a frown.
"He’s a good prospect. Find some time to talk to him. See if he’s willing, if he has any thoughts of turning pro. If he does, I’ll personally speak to Wang Zhanshan."
Bai Wenlong said with a nod.
While the two were talking, the outcome of the match was decided. Cai Zhengyang tapped a finger under his opponent’s ribs, winning the bout cleanly and decisively.
The training center immediately erupted in thunderous applause. Needless to say, the applause came from the university students.
The university student team had "lost" so miserably yesterday. Now that someone had finally won a match today, how could they not feel a sense of vindication?
Cai Zhengyang listened to the applause, and his mood instantly brightened, especially when he saw a few girls from the Eastern Martial Body team clapping happily.
This was the feeling he wanted.
"I was lucky, I was lucky!"
Cai Zhengyang smiled and cupped his fist in salute to the crowd, looking extremely smug.
Seeing his behavior, the faces of several members of the Youth Training Team turned extremely ugly. They were clearly the ones who had started the trouble.
The clearly divided applause made Bai Wenlong a little embarrassed. He glanced around at the Youth Training Team members, then led the clapping himself and said, "A good fight."
Seeing their coach applaud, the Youth Training Team members finally began to clap sporadically.
"Whether you’re from the Youth Training Team or the university Martial Arts Teams, since you’re here, you are all soldiers in the same trench. You can have competition, but you can’t harm the camaraderie."
Bai Wenlong said in a serious voice, "I watched the match just now. It was brilliant, and it exceeded my expectations."
"There are quite a few university students this time, and their strength is remarkable. Since that’s the case, let’s have a friendly exchange of Martial Arts so we can all get to know each other better..."
"Who knows, maybe someday some of you here will become teammates on our provincial team!"
Bai Wenlong’s words delighted the members of the Youth Training Team. They had originally planned to discreetly embarrass the university students.
Now, they could do it openly and justifiably.
On the other side, when the students from the two universities heard his words, they weren’t worried about being unable to win. Instead, their eyes flashed with excitement.
’They’re strong, but we’re not weak either.’
Since the coach had made the suggestion, the training center staff quickly began to prepare the necessary items for a competition.
When it was a little after three in the afternoon, the competition officially began.
Bai Wenlong even called over the head coaches from both schools, who had been holed up in some forgotten corner and hadn’t shown themselves.
When Zhao Rui saw Wang Zhanshan and the others arrive, talking and laughing, he couldn’t shake the feeling that they had planned this all along.
The rules of the competition were that the university students and the Youth Training Team would each put forward four contestants.
They would then compete one-on-one, with the winner advancing to the next round.
The rules required the university side to provide four people, which logically should have been two from each school.
But after a discussion between the two sides, they discovered that the Eastern Martial Body team alone had three people at the Tenth Level of the True Transformation Realm.
Although challenging someone of a higher Level wasn’t difficult for a talented Martial Artist like Wang Dalong, when everyone involved was a genius, the one with the higher Level naturally had the advantage.
Zhao Rui asked for everyone’s opinion, and they all surprisingly agreed in unison to withdraw from the competition.
They gave the opportunity to be in the spotlight to the Eastern Martial Body team.
Since everyone had decided this, Zhao Rui was naturally happy to relax and simply informed the other party.
Seeing that Zhao Rui and his group were being so "sensible," the Eastern Martial Body team was happy to go along with it.
They readily sent out four people to compete.
Once the participants were confirmed, Wang Zhanshan’s face, sitting in the audience, turned black.
He never would have imagined that not a single one of his own students would take the stage.
He was instantly furious.
After the participants were selected, the first match began.
Both combatants were the top fighters from their respective teams, masters of the Transformation Realm. Their strength was formidable, and every single Technique they used erupted with immense power.
The surrounding crowd cheered repeatedly.
After a fierce struggle between titans, the Youth Training Team member proved to be a cut above and won the match.
This continued for four consecutive matches, and surprisingly, the Eastern Martial Body members lost all four.
This truly astonished Zhao Rui and the others.
’It’s a good thing we didn’t go up, or we would have been the ones to lose.’
Wang Zhanshan had the exact same thought.
