I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 153 - 85: Don’t Push Your Luck

"How was your training over winter break? Any breakthroughs?"

"Breakthrough? What breakthrough? I just goofed off the whole time."

"Zheng Minghao on our team broke through. He’s the fifth first-year to reach Level 8."

A first-year team member tsked.

"For real? Man, it’s tragic being surrounded by a bunch of geniuses."

"What are you being so modest for? I bet you’ll definitely break through this semester."

"No way!"

The group flattered each other, but no one was being honest when it came to themselves.

Zhao Rui hadn’t expected someone from the first-year class to reach Level 8 so quickly.

The quality of this year’s recruits really was high.

After listening for a while, Zhao Rui entered the Meditation Chamber in the back of Mingcan Courtyard.

He found an empty Quiet Chamber and went into seclusion for his Cultivation.

After a winter break’s worth of copying, he had already saved up 16 Advancement Points.

He’d never been this loaded before.

He couldn’t use all these Advancement Points on just increasing his Inner Strength. He had to set some aside for opening his acupoints.

At Level 8 and Level 9, the focus shifted to the conversion rate and quantity of True Qi.

Leveling up and accumulating Inner Strength became less important in comparison.

Of course, for an ordinary Martial Artist, every breakthrough in Level would naturally bring about a change in their True Qi.

This was equivalent to indirectly increasing the conversion rate and quantity of their True Qi.

However, for exceptionally talented Martial Artists or those with profound Martial Arts, they might only be Level 8, but the proportion of True Qi in their Inner Qi could be extremely high. Or they might possess a vast amount of Inner Qi, and their dense True Qi would still allow them to easily crush a Level 9 Powerhouse.

They also had an easier time than an ordinary Level 9 Powerhouse in breaking through the Innate barrier and transforming their Inner Qi into Innate True Qi.

This was the difference between a genius Martial Artist and an ordinary one. Of course, it was also the difference between Peak Martial Arts and common Martial Arts.

Zhao Rui was different from them. He had a cheat that allowed him to continuously increase his reserves of Inner Strength. At the same time, he could also open his Acupoints, draw Innate True Qi into his body, and borrow the power of heaven and earth for his own use.

But he couldn’t generate True Qi from within himself, from the inside out.

For him, the only difficulty in breaking through to the Grandmaster Realm was comprehending the Fetal Breath True Intent and simulating the formation of an infant.

This would allow him to return to the Innate state, where his true nature became one with the origin!

This required inherent comprehension and a deep foundation in Martial Arts.

It would take time to hone.

But it wasn’t a big problem. After all, he had lived two lives; comprehension was the one thing he didn’t lack.

’As for a foundation in Martial Arts, I’ll just find a top-grade Internal Cultivation Method later, copy it, and I’ll be all set.’

But before that, he still needed to cultivate diligently and deepen his own understanding.

A day of Cultivation passed in the blink of an eye.

「The next day.」

It was the official first day of the new semester.

Zhao Rui first went to the School of Accounting to register, and attended the first class of the semester.

Only then did he hurry over to Mingcan Courtyard.

The moment he entered Mingcan Courtyard, he ran into Cai Zhengyang. The guy was beaming, looking refreshed and cheerful.

Two other team members followed closely behind him.

It made him look like a mob boss.

"Zhengyang, nice work!"

Zhao Rui greeted him with a smile.

Hearing Zhao Rui’s voice, Cai Zhengyang’s expression stiffened. He then forced a smile, walked over, and said with a laugh, "Just a fluke, just a fluke."

"You’re the future star of our team; being modest doesn’t suit you. Gotta go, I haven’t registered yet."

Zhao Rui waved his hand and walked into the courtyard with a smile.

"Talk later!"

After Cai Zhengyang said that, his face fell. His previously good mood instantly vanished.

’Damn it, what’s the use of being in the top fifty if I still can’t beat that bastard Zhao Rui.’

’Once he breaks through to Level 8, won’t I be even less of a match for him!’

"Forget it! I’m going back to train!"

Cai Zhengyang spat on the ground, turned, and headed back into Mingcan Courtyard.

The two lackeys behind him looked stunned.

They glanced at each other, both seeing the unspoken thought in the other’s eyes: ’The boss seems a little scared of Zhao Rui.’

It was true that Zhao Rui was very strong, having previously tied with or defeated many first-year experts like Luo Min.

’But they haven’t fought since our boss’s breakthrough. He shouldn’t be able to beat him now, right?’

’After all, there’s a whole Level difference!’

The two couldn’t figure it out, but they didn’t dare to ask. They just pursed their lips and hurried to catch up.

In the martial arts training hall, many team members who had arrived early were training hard.

The sound of whistling power echoed continuously throughout the hall, like a triumphant symphony.

Zhao Rui scanned the room, about to look for Qin Rui and Cao Guannan.

Then he saw Miao Miaomiao sitting upright in the eastern corner, with sunlight streaming through a window and pouring onto her face.

It was as if she were draped in a resplendent golden veil.

Zhao Rui strode over and sat down cross-legged, a foot away from her side.

Miao Miaomiao squinted her beautiful eyes to glance at him and said coolly, "Your Power has improved quite a bit. But you’d better not push your luck!"

’Her words made sense. Yesterday, I was ten feet away; today, I’m one foot away. Does that mean when my Power is strong enough, I should just hold her in my arms?’

"Uh! I just came over to congratulate you. Nice work!"

Zhao Rui said sincerely.

To be honest, Miao Miaomiao was extremely important to him. If he hadn’t copied her Peak Martial Arts, he never would have been able to defeat Cai Zhengyang, easily learn the Profound Yin Sword Pointing, and certainly wouldn’t have survived the battle on the train.

If his combat power before copying the Six Yi Charm Immortal Technique was 1,000, then thanks to the series of benefits from this Cultivation Technique, he was now at least 10,000.

Therefore, Zhao Rui felt a sense of gratitude toward Miao Miaomiao.

"If that’s what you wanted to say, then you can get lost!"

Miao Miaomiao’s expression turned cold, a coldness that felt more like she had been stung.

"What’s wrong? We’re sort of friends, aren’t we? No need to be so short-tempered!"