I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 219 - 110: So Many Divine Skills

"Do you think I’m afraid of the rain?"

Ge Changsheng took a step forward, walking straight from the curtain of rain into the house.

"Er..."

How could someone in the Grandmaster Realm be afraid of rain? With True Qi spread throughout his body and radiating outward, forget getting wet—not even the Palm Force of an Inner Family expert could harm him in the slightest.

Forget the Grandmaster Realm; even a Gang Qi expert in the Hidden Truth Realm could use their Gang Qi to form a shield and walk through the rain untouched.

Zhao Rui’s reaction was purely a habit from his past life.

He just instinctively felt that one shouldn’t go out in such a downpour.

"I’ll go buy them then!"

Zhao Rui smiled sheepishly and quickly stood up.

Ge Changsheng waved his hand, and a chair from inside the room was pulled over, landing directly under him.

Seeing him sit, Zhao Rui no longer hesitated. He took a step out, and his True Qi surged. In an instant, a thin, transparent shield seemed to form around him, blocking the rain.

With a flicker of his figure, he was already over ten meters away.

While Zhao Rui was out buying groceries, inside a private room at the Zhengyang Martial Arts Academy...

A naked Brother Kun sat on the edge of the bed, his face blank.

The bed was covered with a thin summer quilt, and curled up beneath it was a woman with a graceful figure.

On the room’s sofa, an old man with grizzled hair and a sinister face was staring at Brother Kun. His triangular eyes glinted with a black light.

"What’s the name of that young man from your Martial Arts Hall who chased the fugitive? Tell me about him!"

Hearing the old man’s voice, Brother Kun said expressionlessly, "His name is Zhao Rui. He’s a Martial Arts Student from Dongqi University, here working part-time as a coach. He’s at the level of a Level 9 Martial Artist..."

"A Martial Arts Student from Dongqi University?"

The old man’s eyes narrowed. He shot to his feet and strode out of the room.

...

Rainy days were perfect for having a drink, preferably with some side dishes like peanuts and braised beef.

Savoring wine while watching the rain had a special charm.

After Zhao Rui returned with the food and wine, he moved a square table to the doorway, set out the dishes, and then invited Ge Changsheng to sit.

Once the wine was poured, Ge Changsheng lifted his bowl and took a small sip.

Then he looked at Zhao Rui and said, "What you taught those young people... it was derived from the Six Yi Charm Immortal Technique, wasn’t it?"

"Coach, you know about this Martial Arts technique too?"

Zhao Rui asked curiously. ’If he knew about it, why couldn’t he help Miao Miaomiao back then?’

"I don’t. I learned about it from that little girl. I can’t solve it."

"It’s a very powerful Cultivation Technique, unconventional and beyond ordinary Martial Arts."

"Since you had the good fortune to learn it, that is your destiny. However, this Cultivation Technique has significant flaws. If your strength is insufficient, you must not force your Cultivation."

"Understood, Coach!"

Zhao Rui nodded in agreement.

"You have good talent and great opportunities. Your temperament is also similar to mine. You’re much better than Wang Zhanshan."

Ge Changsheng stroked his beard, clearly somewhat dissatisfied with Wang Zhanshan.

"Is Coach Wang your disciple?"

Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"Grand-disciple!"

"..."

Zhao Rui was stunned. He hadn’t expected Old Wang’s seniority to be so low.

"Do you know why I came for a drink today?"

Ge Changsheng asked.

Zhao Rui shook his head.

"I came to tell you about the history and grudges of Mingcan Courtyard."

Hearing this, Zhao Rui had a good idea of what was happening. ’Ge Changsheng must have seen my extraordinary talent and felt an affinity with my temperament. He’s preparing to tell me some of Mingcan Courtyard’s secrets!’

"This disciple will listen respectfully."

Ge Changsheng was only Zhao Rui’s coach, not his true master, so there was no need to strictly adhere to seniority in his form of address.

Ge Changsheng took a sip of wine, a nostalgic look on his face as he began, "Mingcan Courtyard was originally called Mingcan Temple. It used to be a monastery, but later, during a time of war, the Wokou ran rampant, and the monks scattered and fled."

"Later, a Daoist led his martial brothers to this place to block the enemy. They fought hard and killed over a hundred foes, but alas, the Wokou’s firepower was ferocious, and they even had airplanes for bombing..."

"In the end, the Wokou sent dozens of Ninja to hide in the shadows..."

"Several years later, Dongqi University relocated here. The original plan was to level these ruins to build school dormitories. However, for various reasons, that idea was abandoned. Instead, with the help of the Court, Mingcan Temple was rebuilt!"

Listening to Ge Changsheng, Zhao Rui felt as if he had been transported back to that era of soaring laments—a time of constant war, filled with heroes.

"On this trip, I’ve clearly felt my energy failing. I’m afraid I don’t have much longer. But I can’t rest easy leaving it in Wang Zhanshan’s hands."

"Under normal circumstances, it would be fine, but now that the Dem—... Ai, I wish to teach you several Divine Skills in exchange for you guarding Mingcan Courtyard. Are you willing?"

As he finished, Ge Changsheng’s gaze suddenly shot toward Zhao Rui, sharp as lightning.

"This disciple refuses!" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Zhao Rui refused without a second thought. ’My path is one of ease and spontaneity, of freedom and detachment, not being trapped in this small, ten-odd-acre place to fulfill some promise. In my past life, I was a coach for so many years just to survive, cooped up in a school for half my life. I accomplished nothing and never experienced a magnificent, adventurous life. Now that I’ve finally gotten a chance to live again, even a fool would know what to choose. As for the Divine Skills... what’s yours is yours, but it can also be mine. What you teach him will still end up being mine.’

Ge Changsheng hadn’t expected Zhao Rui to refuse so bluntly and directly.

A look of astonishment instantly appeared on his fair, baby-like face.

"These are Divine Skills!"

Ge Changsheng extended his right palm, and a ball of condensed True Qi appeared, emitting a hazy glow in the night.

"This is the Primordial Divine Skill!"

He then clenched his hand, and the ball of light instantly vanished. At the same time, a bone-chilling coldness began to emerge from his right hand.

The air, already damp from the downpour, instantly began to show signs of frost and ice forming.

"This is the Cold Ice True Qi!"

"And there’s more..."

Zhao Rui’s eyes burned with desire. With so many Divine Skills on display, how could one not be moved?

"Elder Ge, are you the only one who knows them? Haven’t you ever thought of teaching them to a few more people? Ten years per person would be great!"

"..."

Ge Changsheng’s expression froze!