I Can Replicate Martial Arts-Chapter 68 - 48: Finally Able to Copy the Prajna Palm

Chapter 68: Chapter 48: Finally Able to Copy the Prajna Palm

Zhao Rui glanced at Zhang Kui and, under the other’s astonished gaze, stepped back onto the platform.

"Senior Sister, please instruct me!"

"Don’t you worry, Junior Brother. I guarantee I’ll make it look good!"

"..."

’Does she have a quota to meet or something?’

Enough talk. Time to let their fists and feet decide.

On the platform, another duel between Yong Chun Boxing and Prajna Palm naturally unfolded.

Although Zhao Rui’s Level was lower than hers, his strengths lay in his diverse repertoire of Cultivation Techniques and his abundant Inner Strength. While he was still outmatched, the gap wasn’t large.

It wasn’t a fight to the death, so the exchange was naturally a series of back-and-forth blows.

’Prajna Palm progress: twenty-five percent!’

When the whistle blew, Zhao Rui’s progress in copying the Prajna Palm stopped at twenty-five percent.

"Li Xinran, you’ve improved..."

The short-haired girl’s name was Li Xinran. It was a fine name; it was just a shame her attire and demeanor didn’t match it at all.

A typical afternoon of practical combat training involved two rounds of sparring. After the first round, the coach and team members would conduct an analysis, after which the coach would also provide one-on-one pointers to each member.

The second round was mainly to test the effectiveness of the analysis and subsequent adjustments.

This was to see what improvements were made and what problems remained after the pointers, leaving those issues to be polished through later practice.

After a short break, the second round of sparring began as scheduled.

Given Cao Guannan’s "past misdeeds," his sparring partner was switched to Zhang Kui.

The two were already on bad terms, and during their bout, they nearly came to real blows. In the end, Zeng Hongyi punished them both by sending them out of the arena to cool off and reflect.

This left Zhao Rui as the only remaining sparring partner, and so he "got his wish" and had to fight for another half-hour plus.

This directly raised his Prajna Palm progress to fifty percent!

After two such rounds, the team practice was more or less over.

Zeng Hongyi was extremely satisfied with Zhao Rui’s performance that day. After practice ended, he made a point of getting his phone number.

He told Zhao Rui that if he had any questions about Martial Arts in the future, he was free to contact him to discuss them at any time.

After bidding farewell to Teacher Zeng, Zhao Rui packed his bag and left the Martial Arts Arena. Just as he stepped through the doorway, he heard Li Xinran’s voice beside him.

"Junior Brother Zhao!"

"Senior Sister Li? Did you need something from me?"

Zhao Rui froze for a moment, surprised that Li Xinran was waiting for him at the door.

"Yep. Didn’t I say I was going to introduce you to a girlfriend?"

Li Xinran tilted her head back with a roguish swagger, reminding him of the "cool" member of some boy band from his previous life.

’Unbelievable...’

’First Le Bin, now Li Xinran. You two should just switch bodies!’

Zhao Rui complained to himself, then said with a smile, "Senior Sister, that was just a joke. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going!"

With that, Zhao Rui turned to leave.

But he hadn’t taken two steps before Li Xinran grabbed his arm. "How could you think I was joking? What’s that supposed to mean? I’ve already made the arrangements."

"..."

"Uh, I didn’t bring any money!"

"My treat!"

"I have high standards!"

"It’s fine if she’s not your type."

"Alright then!"

Zhao Rui readily agreed. ’Something this good? It’d be a waste not to go. At worst, I’ll get a free meal out of it.’

Hearing Zhao Rui agree, Li Xinran let out a laugh. She casually slung an arm around his neck and pulled him into a rough, manly embrace. "Now that’s more like it! What were you being so wishy-washy for!"

Goosebumps broke out all over Zhao Rui’s body. He was genuinely worried this Senior Sister might not be into guys...

"Senior Sister, can you let go first? I want to ask you something! Something serious."

Hearing Zhao Rui say he had something serious to discuss, Li Xinran finally released him. She looked at him frankly and said, "Alright, spit it out. What’s up?"

"The Martial Arts we learn on the Martial Arts Team... can we only learn Prajna Palm at the beginning?" Zhao Rui asked.

"Not necessarily, but you know what they say: bite off more than you can chew, and you’ll choke. Teacher Wang doesn’t let us learn too many at once. He basically stops managing it after our junior year. After that, you can freely browse the books and video materials in the Library Pavilion."

"Oh! So do we normally only practice sparring with the Prajna Palm?"

"Not exactly. It’s just that our... well, my class is a bit weak, with a relatively shallow foundation, so we’ve always focused mainly on the Prajna Palm..."

After hearing Li Xinran’s explanation, understanding dawned on Zhao Rui.

The two chatted as they walked, and about ten minutes later, they arrived beside a five-story, tower-like building.

"I told her to meet us at the cafeteria!"

With that, Li Xinran strode up the steps and headed into the tower-like building.

Zhao Rui looked up. "First Cafeteria!"

’So this is the renowned, exclusive cafeteria of the Martial Arts Academy.’

’I’m in for a treat.’

Zhao Rui quickly hurried to catch up, following her into the cafeteria.

From the outside, the cafeteria resembled a wide, somewhat squat tower, but the interior was exceptionally modern.

It had the look and feel of a five-star hotel.

The pair followed a corridor, rounded a corner, and arrived at the entrance to a spacious dining hall.

"Chuan-Yu Flavors!"

A plaque with gold characters on a black background hung high above the entrance, bearing the words "Chuan-Yu Flavors" in an ancient script.

"You can handle spicy food, right?"

"I can manage."

"What kind of man says he can’t handle it?"

Li Xinran strode in first, scanned the main dining area, and found a table by the window before sitting down.

"We’ll wait a bit. She’s not here yet," Li Xinran said, signaling for Zhao Rui not to rush.

"I’m not in a hurry."

Zhao Rui smiled and turned to take in the restaurant’s atmosphere.

The sky was still bright, and since there were few Martial Arts Students to begin with, even fewer were in the restaurant eating at this hour.

Only three or four tables were occupied, scattered here and there.

The two sat facing each other, making small talk. After a short while, Li Xinran’s phone rang.

Li Xinran hung up, stood, and scanned the area before waving toward the entrance.

Zhao Rui followed her gaze and froze.

Standing at the entrance was a petite girl with bright eyes and pearly teeth. A familiar, long braid rested casually on her shoulder.

’Isn’t that Senior Sister Qin Rui?’

Except now, Qin Rui had changed into a light, satin-like dress and was wearing a hint of makeup.

"Heh heh, got to keep the good stuff in-house, right?"

Seeing that Zhao Rui had spotted Qin Rui, Li Xinran’s face broke into a smug, mischievous grin, as if her brilliant plan had just come to fruition.

Just then, Qin Rui made her way over to their table.