I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 218 - 110: So Many Divine Skills

"That coach position is a no-go. You took too long, so I damn well found someone else. But, I do have a job that would be a pretty good fit for you."

"Oh? What job?"

Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"A friend of mine is coming over in a couple of days. You’ll be her guide, keep her company for two days, and I’ll pay you this much per day!"

Brother Kun held up two fingers.

"Two hundred thousand?"

Zhao Rui was stunned. ’Is the market rate really that good now?’

’Male escorts are already commanding this price?’

"Fuck, you think you’re some kind of stud asking for two hundred thousand? It’s twenty thousand!"

Brother Kun spat, clearly astonished by Zhao Rui’s wild imagination.

"Sorry, I’m not interested. Thanks, Brother Kun, but you should find someone else."

Zhao Rui smiled and politely declined his offer.

Then he turned and left the office.

"Kids these days, they think twenty thousand is too little!"

Brother Kun sneered and reached out to pinch the woman beside him.

"Brother Kun, why don’t you give me twenty thousand?"

"Get outta here! Twenty thousand? I don’t even have to pay to mess around with celebrities, and you think I’d give you twenty thousand?"

Brother Kun shot her a glare.

"Brother Kun, I was just joking!"

The woman immediately started acting coy.

In the hallway, Zhao Rui, who hadn’t gone far, frowned as he overheard them.

’What’s this guy’s deal?’

’His Martial Arts are Level 5 at best. How can he run an operation this big?’

Just as Zhao Rui was pondering this, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was a call from his cousin’s husband, Zheng Huai Peak.

"Where are you? Is it convenient to talk?"

"I’m at the Zhengyang Martial Arts Academy. I’ll head outside to talk in a moment."

"Okay."

With that, Zheng Huai Peak hung up.

Once Zhao Rui was outside the Zhengyang Martial Arts Academy, he called him back, and Zheng Huai Peak continued:

"How did you get involved with the Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall?"

"I applied for a coach position there before, but I’m not doing it anymore."

"Oh, as long as you’re not involved anymore, that’s fine. Things there are a bit murky. By the way, your Good Samaritan medal has been approved. The department leadership is planning to come to your school to present it to you in person."

"Uh, that’s not really necessary, is it? I can just go to your department and pick it up myself," Zhao Rui said quickly with a stunned laugh.

"It’s not up to you. Don’t worry, it won’t be in front of a huge crowd."

"Alright then! So, when are you and my cousin getting married?"

Zhao Rui asked with a smile.

"Soon. We’re picking out a date. Come over this weekend; it’s been a while since we got together."

"Sounds good!"

The two chatted for a bit more before ending the call.

Zhao Rui glanced at the sky. Heavy, dark clouds had gathered, and it looked like it was about to rain.

He wasn’t short on cash at the moment. A while back, his Third Uncle, Zhao Jinze, had transferred two hundred thousand to him.

He said it was the earnings from this period.

He accepted it.

His search for a part-time job now was purely to earn Advancement Points; he had already moved beyond the base desire of just making money.

Since the weather was turning, he didn’t linger. He got on his bicycle and quickly returned to Mingcan Courtyard.

By the time he arrived back at the courtyard, dark clouds were pressing down, but the storm hadn’t broken yet. Zhao Rui called a classmate who was always in the know.

He asked about signing up for driving school.

’I have money in my pocket now; time to get my driver’s license.’

’Without a car, getting around is a pain. No matter how powerful my Martial Arts are, I can’t just run everywhere on my own two feet!’

’That would be just plain self-torture!’

He knew how to drive in his past life, so getting a license wouldn’t be difficult.

"Brother Rui, are you in a hurry? If not, we can just go through the normal process, it’s cheaper. If you are in a hurry, you can spend a bit of money and get the license directly," his classmate asked over the phone.

"Uh..."

Zhao Rui was speechless. He had clearly underestimated how common it was to pull strings in this world. After asking about the price, he hung up.

Then he called Zheng Huai Peak directly. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

’He’s at the Patrol Office; he must have connections.’

"A driver’s license? You know how to drive, right? ...Alright, send me your ID card later."

Zheng Huai Peak agreed without any hesitation.

’Since Zheng Huai Peak can handle it, I don’t need to spend money buying one.’

’It really is all about who you know!’

Not long after he ended the call with Zheng Huai Peak, a torrential downpour began. Raindrops the size of soybeans smashed against the ground with a sharp PITTER-PATTER.

In no time, the small pond he had dug earlier was filled with rainwater.

Zhao Rui moved a stool and sat behind the door of the Wall-Facing Chamber, leisurely enjoying the long-overdue downpour.

The rain kept falling!

It was nearly five o’clock, but the rain showed no signs of letting up. The sky grew ever darker, as if it were a winter’s night.

"Coach Ge said he was coming for dinner tonight, but with the way things are, he’s probably not coming. Saved me from having to cook a meal!"

Zhao Rui waved his hand, executing the Profound Yin Sword Pointing. Instantly, a transparent stream of True Qi shot through the layers of rain and vanished into the darkening sky.

Watching the path his True Qi had taken, Zhao Rui grew thoughtful. With a series of rapid points from his fingers, he sent dozens of streams of True Qi shooting out. They struck the fine threads of rain, creating tiny, star-like splashes.

"In a continuous downpour, the power of my True Qi is diminished!"

Zhao Rui stomped his foot. A surge of True Qi instantly erupted from the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of his foot, coursing through his Meridians and transforming into a surging Palm Force that blasted from his right hand.

The Palm Force was impeded by the water, but it still violently blasted open the curtain of rain before him. As it pushed forward, layer by layer, it let out a series of BOOMS.

"When the True Qi is dense, the resistance is actually greater. But what if this dense True Qi was actually composed of countless, finer streams..."

Once one’s Martial Arts reached the Grandmaster Realm, thanks to the malleability of True Qi, all sorts of ideas could be turned into martial theories and put into practice.

Since Zhao Rui had nothing better to do anyway, he simply experimented as inspiration struck.

Just as he was immersed in contemplating his Martial Arts, a distorted figure began walking toward him from a distance, visible through the curtain of rain.

At first, the figure was over a hundred meters away, but in the blink of an eye, it had arrived right in front of him.

Zhao Rui stared in astonishment at Ge Changsheng, who had arrived despite the downpour. His expression froze for a moment before he scratched his head in embarrassment. "Coach," he said, "I thought you weren’t coming, so I didn’t prepare any food."