I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 191 - 99: Demon Sound Transmission

Those who become the best of the best are all quick-witted; they naturally keep up with the times.

If there’s an easier way, only a fool wouldn’t use it.

As Zhao Rui’s mind raced, the Demon Sect expert hurrying in front of him suddenly came to a halt. He spun around and unleashed a Piercing Palm Force strike.

Zhao Rui unleashed a Finger-Pointing Gang Qi, clashing with the other man’s attack.

Powerful Qi instantly radiated outward with a muffled THUD.

The Demon Sect expert’s pupils contracted. "This is no longer your concern, kid," he barked. "Scram."

Zhao Rui’s eyes narrowed. In a flash, he bypassed the man, employing the Wandering Dragon Step to resume his chase.

’Son of a bitch. He has time for idle chatter.’

Zhao Rui loathed people who postured and wasted time. If this Nie Bin person got away, there was no telling how many more people he would harm.

Besides, as long as this man wasn’t eliminated, the matter of the Illusionary Sound Old Demon would constantly weigh on his mind.

Seeing that Zhao Rui had not only ignored him but had actually sped up to continue the chase, the Demon Sect expert was enraged.

To think that after all his years in the Jianghu, some young punk would dare to show him such disrespect.

He instantly spurred himself onward, racing after him.

However, after only a moment of pursuit, his expression changed completely as he watched Zhao Rui’s figure gradually vanish into the distance.

’Whose disciple is that? His Power is extraordinary!’

The Demon Sect expert’s eyes shifted, and he subtly slowed his pace.

’The three of them up ahead are all people I can’t afford to offend.’

’Instead of rushing in just to be the weakest one there, I might as well wait and see if I can play the fisherman.’

The sun gradually set, its crimson light setting the evening clouds ablaze.

Night quietly descended upon the plains. Nie Bin was injured, after all. After persisting for so long, he could no longer sustain the Demon Skill Secret Technique that drained his very lifeblood.

His pace began to slow.

Seeing this, Soul-Chasing Elder’s Magical Power suddenly surged, and he instantly closed the distance between them.

Then, with a mid-air flip, he soared over the other’s head, blocking Nie Bin’s path.

He was an expert in the Grandmaster Realm. His Inner Strength had long been converted to True Qi, and with his Bridge of Heaven and Earth open, True Qi flowed endlessly from his Dantian.

As long as he wasn’t injured or suffering a deficit, he would basically never run out of True Qi.

This put him in a completely different league from a mere Level Martial Artist.

This was also one of the reasons why Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists could crush ordinary Martial Artists.

"Nie Bin, surrender without a fight."

Soul-Chasing Elder turned to look at Nie Bin with a grave expression, his face showing no joy at having caught up.

"Elder Peng, our master’s Contribution to Creation is profound. He will not vanish so easily. When he returns to this world, that is when our Demon Sect will sweep across the land."

"You had better think this through!"

Nie Bin said, his expression cold and sinister.

"Kid, your Enchanting Technique is useless against me. By the Sect Leader’s decree, you are to be killed on sight."

Soul-Chasing Elder Peng Yuanshan’s expression darkened, and his tone grew even colder.

"Must we fight to the death? If you push me too far, don’t blame me for taking you down with me!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Big talk. You have no understanding of the power of the Grandmaster Realm."

Peng Yuanshan’s eyes glinted like lightning. A black gleam suddenly flashed in them, and a Spiritual Attack shot towards Nie Bin’s forehead.

Undaunted, Nie Bin opened his mouth, and a silent Sound Wave spread out in all directions.

It was like a huge boulder dropping into a calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples.

This silent Sound Wave was clearly at a frequency higher than the human ear could detect.

In an instant, it flooded into Peng Yuanshan’s ears.

Peng Yuanshan’s heart shuddered. His Spiritual Attack faltered, and he couldn’t help but look at Nie Bin with a grave expression.

"The Martial Arts passed down by the Upper Envoy is truly extraordinary. But you must understand, my Inner Strength is endless. How many moves can you possibly withstand?"

"Why not transmit this Martial Arts to me? I will naturally cover for you."

A greedy look appeared in Peng Yuanshan’s eyes.

He had accepted this mission with the thought of secretly learning this Divine Skill all along.

"You’ll keep your word?"

"Of course."

"Fine, I’ll transmit it to you. Listen closely."

"Here?"

Peng Yuanshan hadn’t expected Nie Bin to agree so readily. He glanced around, stunned.

"The Celestial Demon Dao, the Dao begets Demon Intent, the Intent moves the universe..."

"You..."

Peng Yuanshan never imagined he would start reciting it just like that. He hurriedly began Concentrating and Calming the Mind, listening with bated breath.

He was afraid of missing a single word.

Just then, Zhao Rui, who had been in pursuit, also heard this Demon Sound from a great distance.

The Charm Immortal Technique and the Heavenly Demon Illusionary Sound Technique both began to operate on their own. For a moment, they actually split his True Essence into two different circulating paths, each occupying a portion of his Meridians.

Like trickling streams, they slowly resisted the invasion of the Demon Sound.

Only then did Zhao Rui discover, to his astonishment, a problem he had always overlooked.

Different Cultivation Techniques could actually operate peacefully within his body.

There were no signs of the techniques clashing or his Inner Qi falling into disarray.

Perhaps this was the greatest trump card the system had given him.

If he could only copy Martial Arts, different Martial Arts would produce different types of Inner Strength True Qi.

For example, Flame Palm and Cold Ice Palm—one is fire-attribute, the other is ice-attribute.

If an ordinary person wanted to use these two Cultivation Techniques, they would need to possess the corresponding Inner Power and True Qi.

But how could one person possess both an ice-attribute Inner Power and a fire-attribute Inner Power?

Even if they did, running them simultaneously would inevitably lead to chaotic Inner Power and Qi deviation.

But Zhao Rui could.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he instantly thought of a possibility.

The Inner Power, or rather, the Inner Qi, generated by the Advancement Points the system gave him was naturally attributeless.

Or perhaps, its attribute was variable.

This would allow him to freely switch between Cultivation Techniques at will, using Martial Arts that required different Inner Power foundations.

This discovery brought a surge of joy to Zhao Rui’s heart.