I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 126 - 75: Please Call Me Brother Wei

The middle-aged man finally got a clear look at the newcomer. It was a tall, slender figure wearing the same kind of mask...

Shit!

The middle-aged man was furious. He raised his gun and fired twice—BANG! BANG!

The newcomer dodged, using the masked man’s body as a shield, and at the same time, kicked the corpse on the floor toward the middle-aged man.

The train’s front car was already cramped, leaving little room to dodge.

The middle-aged man swung his palm, violently knocking the corpse aside. Then he strode forward and unleashed a Palm Blade shimmering with a red halo at the newcomer.

Seeing the strangeness of this Palm Technique, the newcomer didn’t dare to block it head-on. He dodged, then formed a Sword Pointing, shooting a strand of Gang Qi through the air toward his opponent’s palm.

The sharp Gang Qi easily pierced the red halo, leaving a cold gash on his palm.

"Sword Qi?"

The middle-aged man’s eyes widened in fury and disbelief. He had never expected to encounter a Grandmaster Realm expert.

The thought of retreating immediately sprang to his mind.

Seeing his first strike land, the newcomer pressed the attack.

"Go! All of you, go!"

The middle-aged man took two steps back, hastily ordering his remaining masked men to charge the newcomer.

Once the masked men engaged the newcomer, he used the opening to make a break for the exit.

Before he could even reach the door, the newcomer had already dispatched his men cleanly and efficiently.

’That speed... Even someone in the Grandmaster Realm couldn’t be much faster, could they?’

The middle-aged man’s heart went cold, now more certain than ever that the newcomer was a Grandmaster Realm expert.

"You think I’m afraid of you!"

Both of the middle-aged man’s palms began to glow red, a clear sign he was about to risk it all. The newcomer paused, bracing for a desperate counterattack.

Unexpectedly, however, the middle-aged man took a small step back, then suddenly twisted and dashed toward the driver’s cabin at the front of the car.

He was clearly planning to hide in the control room, take the driver hostage, and destroy the train.

The newcomer wasn’t about to let him escape. He shot forward in a single bound, striking at the man’s back with his palm.

The middle-aged man had no choice but to twist around and throw a palm strike of his own to neutralize the attack.

"This Inner Strength?"

A look of delight crossed the middle-aged man’s face. "You’re not in the Grandmaster Realm?"

With that, he stopped in his tracks and grinned ferociously. "You’re really courting death."

Before his voice had faded, his crimson Palm Force was already striking out.

The two clashed in an instant. For a moment, Powerful Qi raged everywhere, tearing the furnishings inside the front car to shreds.

"So that’s all you’ve got. I almost fell for your bluff..."

Just as the words left his mouth, a sudden, turbulent feeling surged up from within, his qi and blood in turmoil.

He hurriedly circulated his energy to suppress the turbulence, but before he could react, the newcomer’s Sword-Pointing Gang Qi was already shooting toward his face.

He scrambled to leap away, rolling clumsily across the floor and slamming into a wall. He was just about to grab one of his fallen men on the ground to use as a shield...

...when that turbulent feeling in his qi and blood surged up again.

His mind went blank for a moment.

He was about to circulate his energy to defend, but the Gang Qi arrived again. With no time to counterattack, he was forced to exhaust himself dodging.

"What kind of Martial Arts is this?"

A trace of terror appeared in his eyes.

’This bizarre Martial Arts... not even a Grandmaster could do much better.’

Just then, a slender figure suddenly jumped down from the doorway.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed. His body flickered, and in an instant, he was behind the new arrival. Before she could react, he struck her in the back with his palm.

Then his figure flickered again, and using her body as cover, he quickly dashed outside.

Within a few breaths, he had already leaped off the train.

Outside the car, the wind was bitingly cold. The vast, open view was desolate and silent. Faint white clouds drifted across the chilly sky.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a slanted, mottled halo upon them.

So beautiful!

The middle-aged man’s mind suddenly went into a daze. The beautiful scenery instantly vanished, fading away to be replaced by the dark, oppressive ceiling of the train car.

"When did you..."

He only managed to get half the words out before he collapsed backward onto the floor with a heavy THUD.

"The moment you felt fear, you were already caught."

The newcomer pulled off his mask, revealing a spirited, youthful face. Who else could it be but Zhao Rui?

"You did all this?"

Inside the car, the female Patrol who had followed him stared in astonishment at the corpses scattered on the floor, her eyes filled with disbelief.

’Isn’t he just a university student?’

’How can he be so strong?’

Her eyes were filled with amazement.

Zhao Rui took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, the stench of blood—which he hadn’t noticed while his mind was so tense—instantly flooded his nostrils.

The scattered corpses around him also struck his vision like heavy hammers.

"Blech!"

A moment ago, he was an imposing figure, dominating the battlefield. Now, Mr. Zhao suddenly rushed out of the car and, before even reaching the aisle, bent over and started vomiting.

"Uh..."

The female Patrol had a conflicted expression, unsure of what to say.

After a while, once his stomach had settled a bit, Zhao Rui wiped his mouth and said to the female Patrol, "Where’s Brother Zheng? Let’s go look for him again."

"No need. I found him. He’s in one of the cars behind us, pretty badly injured. He’s unconscious. My colleague came with me. You can rest assured."

"Okay, that’s good. By the way, does this count as acting heroically for a just cause? Killing them isn’t against the law, right?"

"It counts! Of course it counts. You’ve performed a great service. I’ll report this to my superiors exactly as it happened."

"Don’t. I really don’t want the credit..."

Before Zhao Rui could finish, the tremendous roar of helicopter propellers sounded from overhead.

"Reinforcements are here!"

The female Patrol’s face lit up with joy, and she happily went out to meet them.

Zhao Rui’s cheek twitched. ’Showing up now? What damn good are these reinforcements!’

A moment later, the female Patrol returned with seven or eight heavily armed Patrols.