I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 178 - 95: Be Discreet When Cursing the Old Nun

Chapter 178: Chapter 95: Be Discreet When Cursing the Old Nun

A life-or-death crisis always brings out one’s greatest potential.

In this dire moment, Zhao Rui had only one thought.

He had to break his bonds and regain his freedom. Even if death was inevitable, he would not go down without a fight.

In that instant, Zhao Rui’s Inner Strength merged with the external Innate True Qi he was drawing in through his acupoints. This combined power transformed into a raging torrent, crashing madly against his sealed acupoints.

"Mirage Finger copy progress: 98%...

Mirage Finger copy progress: 99%..."

The chasm was deep and overgrown with lush vegetation. Gnarled trees clung precariously to the cliff face, hanging at odd angles.

Despite his severe injuries, the young man’s Magical Power was profound. After falling for only a second or two, he circulated his remaining Power, drove his True Qi into his feet, and kicked off the empty air. At the same time, he reached out to grab the branches and vines he passed, trying to slow his descent.

But before he could arrest his fall, the Buddha Beads embedded in his flesh suddenly blazed with light, viciously suppressing his Magical Power.

His own energy instantly fell into disarray.

Losing control of his body, he continued to plummet.

"You wretched bald monks! I will never rest until you are all dead!"

The young man roared, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He desperately channeled his Magical Power, just barely managing to resist the influence of the Buddha Beads. This gave him a moment’s respite, and he finally managed to stop his fall.

However, using all his strength to do so left him unable to hold onto Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui, who had momentarily stopped falling, went WHOOSH! and slipped from the young man’s grasp, plummeting straight toward the chasm floor.

"Why’d you let me go!?"

Scared out of his wits, Zhao Rui desperately channeled his Inner Power to break through his sealed acupoints.

The bottom of the valley rushed up to meet him. The lush greenery flashed past his eyes, growing larger and larger.

’Holy shit...’

Zhao Rui had already given up hope.

"Mirage Finger copy progress: 100%! Reward: +1 Advancement Point."

Just then, the system’s notification chimed.

Zhao Rui was ecstatic. He was just about to break the Mirage Finger technique’s seal on his body when a figure suddenly dropped down from above, just managing to grab him by the collar.

It was the demonic young man!

’What’s so great about me?

That you’d be this dedicated to saving me!’

Zhao Rui was a little "touched"!

But since his life was no longer in immediate danger, there was no need to reveal his trump card.

He had no choice but to remain stiff, letting the man carry him as they slowly descended to the chasm floor.

A moment later, as the young man’s feet touched the ground, his body slumped and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"To think they’d bully me like this! Once I recover my Power, I will not spare any of them."

The young man wiped the blood from his lips, his eyes filled with hatred.

He hated the treacherous nuns of Mount Emei, who acted like animals by ganging up on him, showing none of the dignity expected of a Grandmaster’s sect. He hated the traitor who led him into their trap even more—the one who sneak-attacked him from behind and dealt him a grievous wound.

’That animal must have specifically trained in this stealth-based Martial Art that counters my Divine Skill. To have reached such a level of proficiency means this wasn’t just a recent decision.’

’Clearly, this was premeditated.’

’If not for that animal’s sneak attack, even if I couldn’t win, I could have at least escaped unscathed.’

’But now...’

The young man assessed his battered body. In addition to the massive wound on his chest, his internal organs were already ruptured.

On top of that were the twelve Buddha Beads embedded in his flesh, constantly suppressing his True Essence and preventing him from healing.

If not for his protective Profound Skill, even a Grandmaster would have already perished from such injuries.

But even so, this body was on the verge of collapse.

’The only option left is...!’

His gaze drifted to Zhao Rui beside him, and a strange, demonic smile crept into his eyes.

"Hahaha! Heaven hasn’t abandoned me!"

Before his laughter could fade, a bolt of Gang Qi shot out, instantly piercing his chest and sending a spray of crimson blood into the air.

The young man was sent flying, crashing to the ground with a THUD.

The attacker was, of course, Zhao Rui, who had regained control of his body some time ago.

’Seeing that demonic glint in the young man’s eyes, I knew he was up to no good. Whatever he’s planning, it’s best to strike first.’

And sure enough, his sudden Profound Yin Sword Pointing attack had found its mark.

Zhao Rui slapped a palm on the ground and vaulted to his feet. Without pausing, he instantly channeled the Six Yi Charm Immortal Technique with all his might. Forming a sword with his fingers, he unleashed the Taiyi Splitting Light Sword Technique at its absolute peak.

As he moved, bolts of Gang Qi shot toward the young man’s vital acupoints.

"Agh! How dare an ant like you attack me!"

Enraged, the young man got to his feet and swatted away the incoming bolts of Gang Qi.

But unfortunately, his Power was currently restricted by the Buddha Beads, and he was severely wounded. He couldn’t even use one percent of his true abilities.

He could barely manage to defend against Zhao Rui’s Gang Qi assault.

"Replicable Martial Art detected: Heavenly Demon Illusionary Sound Technique. Copy?"

’Copy!’

Zhao Rui was delighted. ’What an unexpected windfall!’

However, even though he could copy the technique, Zhao Rui didn’t dare hold back and drag out the fight.

’Who knows what trump cards a badass like him has up his sleeve? I can’t afford to get cocky and screw this up.’

So Zhao Rui went all out, using every trick he had in a furious assault, trying to finish his opponent as quickly as possible.

The young man was so enraged by Zhao Rui’s sneak attack that his eyes looked ready to split. He glared as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Hey, big shot, don’t blame me! I’m just trying to survive. If you want to blame someone, blame that old geezer who tricked you. That old bastard is a real piece of shit..."

"And that sword-wielding old nun! If she hadn’t used her feminine wiles to tempt you, would you have fallen for it?"

"I honestly didn’t know you were into that..."

Zhao Rui’s hands didn’t stop, and neither did his mouth. For the first time, he was channeling the Six Yi Charm Immortal Technique into his words, turning them into a verbal assault.

Threads of bewitching power laced his words, pouring mercilessly into the young man’s ears.

"Brat, you’re courting death!"

A cold light flashed in the young man’s eyes as he unleashed the Heavenly Demon Illusory Sound, sending it charging mercilessly toward Zhao Rui’s sea of consciousness.