I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 222 - 111: Uncle Master?
It was Coach Wang, Wang Zhanshan, who had rushed over.
"Someone came up the mountain and sneak-attacked me!"
Zhao Rui said sheepishly.
’I made a bit of a scene. I’m not going to get punished again, am I?’
"Sneak-attacked you?"
Wang Zhanshan’s expression turned grim as he surveyed the wreckage.
’Who would be so bold as to cause trouble for the Dongqi University Martial Arts Team?’
’Leaving aside the Martial Arts Team’s special status, just the name "Mingcan Courtyard of Dongqi University" should be enough to deter trouble. What idiot would dare to stir things up here?’
’This is a slap in my face. After all these years in charge of Mingcan Courtyard, it’s been nothing but training and competitions. I’ve almost forgotten what the Jianghu is really like.’
With a cold expression, Wang Zhanshan walked over to the person on the ground. It was an elderly man with a pale, bluish face, who had already passed out.
He reached out to check the man’s pulse. He was severely injured, but his True Qi was abundant. There was some damage to his internal organs, but his life wasn’t in danger.
"Such abundant True Qi... Is this a Grandmaster Realm expert? At least True Essence Second Level!"
Wang Zhanshan’s eyes widened in utter disbelief.
"Uh, I couldn’t pull my punch in time. Coach, is he going to be okay?"
Seeing Wang Zhanshan remain silent for a long moment, Zhao Rui grew worried that he might have injured the man too severely.
He had killed before, but doing it at school felt completely different from doing it out in the world.
"You’ve advanced to the Grandmaster Realm?"
Wang Zhanshan didn’t answer. Instead, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Zhao Rui and asked in a low, serious voice.
"Uh, yeah. Just broke through."
Zhao Rui scratched his cheek. ’Well, the cat’s out of the bag. Can’t hide it anymore.’
Hearing this only made Wang Zhanshan’s chest ache with frustration.
’You just broke through, and you can already defeat and severely injure an expert who’s at least at the True Essence Realm Second Level.’
’If you hadn’t advanced, you would have been guaranteed a spot in the national tournament.’
’But now, that’s just great. Those in the Grandmaster Realm can’t compete for three months after their breakthrough.’
’You could have broken through sooner, you could have broken through later, but you just had to do it right at this moment.’
’And right when tournament registration is about to open.’
’Are you doing this just to spite me?!’
Wang Zhanshan sighed in exasperation. This wasn’t the time to be thinking about that.
Just then, the other members of the Martial Arts Team caught up.
Wang Zhanshan ordered two team members to call the campus hospital, the security department, and the on-campus Patrol Office.
While the calls were being made, more and more team members arrived at the scene.
All eyes inevitably fell upon the man lying on the ground.
They had all witnessed the fight on the mountain earlier, and now they were seeing the man’s miserable condition up close.
Every single one of them was dumbstruck.
They never would have imagined that Captain Zhao, who was usually such a nice guy, could be so ferocious and powerful.
Cai Zhengyang, in particular, nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead.
’This Zhao Rui is truly ruthless!’
Just then, Qin Rui, Cao Guannan, and Shen Xinzhu also arrived.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Qin Rui rushed forward anxiously to check on him.
"I’m fine, don’t worry."
Hearing this, Qin Rui finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then she asked, confused, "What happened? Who is that?"
Qin Rui pointed at the man on the ground as she spoke.
The crowd’s curious gazes once again fell upon the man.
He was an elderly man with a sinister-looking face.
In the world of Martial Artists, age was no reason for disrespect. The older a person was, the stronger their Power was likely to be, and the less they should be underestimated.
But it was precisely because he was an unfamiliar old man that everyone was curious. How did he get into the university and end up in a fight with Zhao Rui?
Everyone’s minds began to run wild with speculation.
’Could it be that he knocked up the old guy’s daughter, so the father came looking for revenge? Is Captain Zhao the kind of guy who’d love ’em and leave ’em, and then beat up his own father-in-law?’
Unlike the gossiping crowd, however...
Shen Xinzhu took one look and broke out in a cold sweat.
’How could I not recognize the man on the ground? It’s Peng Yuanshan, one of the Elders of the Holy Sect!’
’What is he doing here?’
’And how did he end up in a fight with Zhao Rui?’
’Wait... Elder Peng is an expert at the True Essence Realm Third Level!’
A chill instantly ran down Shen Xinzhu’s spine, and she couldn’t help but narrow her eyes as she looked at Zhao Rui.
’He’s just like me... he’s been hiding his Cultivation! Who is he, really? It seems the Sect Leader had a good reason for sending me here.’
Shen Xinzhu’s thoughts ran deeper and deeper.
While everyone was lost in their own thoughts, the medical staff from the campus hospital arrived, along with personnel from the security department and the Patrol Office.
Wang Zhanshan went forward to coordinate with them.
The paramedics quickly examined Peng Yuanshan on the ground. After a moment, one of them spoke up:
"Coach Wang, he has two types of injuries. The latter is more severe, but it’s manageable. The former, however, will require someone from your Martial Arts Institute to handle."
Hearing this, Wang Zhanshan quickly went over to take a look.
One look was all it took for his expression to become complicated.
"Zhao... Zhao Rui, get over here!"
Zhao Rui heard him and quickly walked over.
"This Ice Palm Force... was this your doing?"
Wang Zhanshan asked gravely.
"Yeah."
Zhao Rui nodded.
"Did Elder Ge teach you that?"
"Yep."
"..."
Wang Zhanshan’s face twitched. He should have known.
’How could the once-unremarkable Zhao Rui have improved so much in a single year?’
’Only Elder Ge possessed the miraculous ability to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary.’
’But...’
’Never mind.’
"Uh, Uncle Master, could you help neutralize the Cold Ice True Qi?"
"Uncle Master?"
The crowd stared in astonishment, their gazes shifting between Wang Zhanshan and Zhao Rui.
Even the personnel from the security department and the Patrol Office were stunned.
Who was Wang Zhanshan?
He was the head coach of the Dongqi University Martial Arts Team, yet he had just called Zhao Rui "Uncle Master"!
"Don’t, don’t, Coach. Elder Ge never officially took me as his disciple. We don’t need to worry about seniority."
Zhao Rui quickly explained.
’The last thing I want is to be some darn Uncle Master.’
"He didn’t take you as his disciple?"
Wang Zhanshan was taken aback for a moment, but he knew this wasn’t the time for questions. "Just neutralize the Cold Ice True Qi for now," he said.
"Oh."
Zhao Rui acknowledged and, from a distance, flicked his fingers, tapping several points on Peng Yuanshan’s body. He followed this by patting him on the chest twice with his palm.
In the blink of an eye, he withdrew his hand.
"All done."
Watching Zhao Rui’s flashy, skillful display, Wang Zhanshan forced himself to swallow the words he’d been about to say.
Seeing that the man was stable, the medical staff loaded Peng Yuanshan onto a stretcher and rushed him to the campus hospital.
Naturally, Zhao Rui and Wang Zhanshan didn’t just stand by. They followed closely behind the personnel from the Patrol Office and the security department.
「Two hours later.」
Peng Yuanshan regained consciousness. He squinted at the white ceiling, and it took him a long moment to realize he was in a hospital.
He turned his head and saw Zhao Rui watching him with a cold smirk.
Next to Zhao Rui stood a middle-aged man.
The man’s eyes were sharp as lightning; he was clearly also a person of profound Inner Strength.







