Chương 240: Zhao Rui, let me go!
Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him · 佚名 · 305 chương · ~28 phút đọc · Tạo 29/07/2026
In the distance, the Tianshan Mountains stretch across the sky and earth. Looking into the distance, one sees thousands of peaks piled with snow and ten thousand valleys shrouded in clouds, stretching for thousands of miles.
Zhao Rui soared through the air, traversing the winding mountain ranges and passing through the misty clouds, disappearing in an instant into the layered mountains.
Traveling west along the Tianshan Mountains, following the setting sun, you will cross the border and arrive in the territory of the Shang Dynasty.
Previously, he had never ventured deep into the territory of the Great Shang Dynasty to investigate, simply because he lacked the strength.
I really don't know much about the Central Asian region occupied by the Shang Dynasty.
My impression of it is still that of Central Asia.
Now, I personally flew over it, from the frontier to the heartland, and along the way, countless strange buildings came into view.
These buildings have soaring roofs, bright colors, and are resplendent in gold, with carved beams and painted rafters, displaying extreme luxury.
The styles are varied and bizarre, including houses that resemble pavilions with large windows on all four sides.
Some are like pagodas, towering into the clouds, with upturned eaves and ridge ornaments. When viewed from above, they are layered and overlapping, like flower stamens, flourishing and exuding fragrance.
There is also a massive altar, as large as a mountain, engraved with various mythical beast inscriptions, and with many mythical beast statues standing on the outside, bowing their heads towards the center of the altar.
If not viewed from above, an ordinary person would surely think they had stepped into an ancient wonderland.
Zhao Rui encountered many such buildings along his journey.
Some of these buildings are original structures from Central Asia, while others were built by the Shang dynasty after they were occupied.
The entire Central Asian region is vast and contains numerous countries. Now, under the unified management of the Great Shang Dynasty, it has a rather mixed feel to it.
It did, however, add a lot of exotic flair.
Zhao Rui traveled swiftly, mostly passing by in a flash, leaving trails of condensed clouds in the sky with each swift movement.
After flying for half an hour, a bustling metropolis suddenly came into view.
This giant city is quite unique; on the left is a modern metropolis, while on the right are ancient Shang and Zhou dynasty-style buildings.
Several wide roads run through the two areas, with a constant flow of traffic, making it extremely busy.
Zhao Rui was slightly surprised by this situation.
It was originally thought that after the Shang dynasty occupied the area, it would sweep through and erase all traces of modernization.
In retrospect, this person in power is quite decisive and has a broad-mindedness that embraces all things.
Surprisingly, it has completely preserved all the living facilities of a modern city.
Zhao Rui landed silently on the ground, concealing his presence as he moved among the tall buildings and palaces.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that most of the people on the street were wealthy merchants, some dressed in old-fashioned clothing and others in modern clothes.
It gives people a rather strange yet harmonious feeling.
Zhao Rui strolled casually through the city's alleys. His attire and appearance were not out of place here; on the contrary, they seemed quite "in harmony with the local customs."
Wandering around casually, Zhao Rui stepped into the shops on both sides of the street and was surprised to find that most of the people who actually came out to greet customers were either Stan or European.
Behind the shop, one or more big businessmen sat leisurely with their legs crossed, drinking cold beverages and chatting.
It seems that the outward appearance cannot ultimately change the fact that this place is now dominated by the people of the Shang Dynasty.
Zhao Rui wandered around a few places casually before heading towards the area with the architectural style of the Shang Dynasty's Guixu.
I had only walked a few steps when I saw a flying beast flap its wings and land on the road.
Vehicles on the road swerved to avoid it, and pedestrians even knelt down directly in front of the strange beast.
Zhao Rui stood there abruptly on the street, looking completely embarrassed.
You guys knelt down way too readily.
"How dare you! You dare not kneel before the Witch Lord!"
On the back of the strange beast, two scantily clad maids leaned forward and angrily rebuked Zhao Rui for standing there so casually.
"So you are the Lord of the Witchcraft, it's an honor to meet you."
Zhao Rui smiled. Since they had already shown themselves, why not see what this Witch Lord looked like? They might as well just capture him and save themselves the trouble of wandering around.
"Huh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a soft exclamation came from the beast. Then, the brocade gauze with tassels hanging from the magnificent octagonal pavilion on the beast's back was suddenly lifted, and a beautiful figure quickly appeared.
"Is it you?"
Qianying has a delicate and refined face, and her wizard attire makes her figure look exceptionally graceful.
"Mo Ling'er?"
Zhao Rui was also taken aback: "What are you doing here?"
What are you doing here?
After they both finished speaking in unison, they were both taken aback.
Then Mo Ling'er suddenly shouted, "Disperse!"
Having said that, he leaped forward, passing by Zhao Rui, and transmitted his voice, "Follow me!"
In the blink of an eye, the person had already covered a hundred meters.
Zhao Rui curled his lip, used his Shadow Shift technique, and with a flicker of his body, transformed into a phantom and followed.
Half an hour later, Mo Ling'er stopped halfway up a small hill. The mountain breeze brushed against her hair, releasing the fragrance of jasmine.
I don't know if it's due to advanced technology or the use of all-natural jasmine flowers, but the fragrance is exceptionally pleasant.
Zhao Rui sniffed awkwardly and exclaimed, "It smells much better than in Guixu!"
"Hmph. How dare you come to my Great Shang! You're courting death!"
Mo Ling'er rolled her eyes at him and frowned as she spoke.
"Is the Great Shang Dynasty really that terrifying?"
Zhao Rui smiled and continued, "Guests are guests, surely your Great Shang Dynasty wouldn't be so unreasonable?"
"Stop your glib talk, what are you doing here?"
Mo Ling'er asked with slight curiosity.
"I'm curious, what are you doing here?"
"This is my home, why can't I be here?"
"So, you mean the Great Zhou is your home, and the Great Shang is also your home?"
"What? It won't work?"
Mo Ling'er raised her chin slightly with a hint of smugness, a faint smile playing on her lips.
"Okay! That's perfect. Show me around, it'll be much easier with someone you know."
"Who says we're acquaintances!"
"Hey, now that you mention it, I remember you've been trying to catch me, haven't you?"
Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow and said jokingly.
"Take this!"
Mo Ling'er snorted coldly and suddenly used a claw technique similar to Eagle Claw Kung Fu to launch a surprise attack on Zhao Rui.
Zhao Rui dodged and struck her wrist with one hand, pausing her in shock. He then circled behind her.
Mo Ling'er was shocked. She twisted her body and used her claws in quick succession, creating a series of afterimages that seemed to solidify as if she had seven or eight arms moving at the same time.
Zhao Rui remained calm and retreated, suddenly unleashing a frost palm strike.
Suddenly, a layer of ice three feet thick appeared in front of them.
Mo Ling'er dug her claws into the solid ice and pried at it repeatedly, but she couldn't break it.
Zhao Rui chuckled and moved with lightning speed, quickly piling up a layer of solid ice around her, forming a box that enveloped her.
"Damn it, let me out!"
Mo Ling'er felt a chill penetrate her body through the solid ice, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
He couldn't help but withdraw the claw technique in his hand.
This solid ice is quite strange; it is so solid and cold that even with her top-level Dharma Aspect, she can feel the cold.
"Zhao Rui, let me go!"
"Are you still going to arrest me?"
"We're not going to arrest them anymore!"
"Have you given up yet?"
"I give up!"
"This is so decisive, there must be a trap."
"You stinky Zhao Rui, let me out right now!"
Mo Ling'er was furious, but she couldn't break the ice and was unwilling to back down, so she could only hug her cold arm and sulk.
After a while, she calmed down from her anger and noticed that Zhao Rui hadn't said a word, so she couldn't help but ask, "Zhao Rui? Zhao Rui?"
I called out several times, but there was no response.
This terrified Mo Ling'er, who couldn't help but shout, "Zhao Rui, you bastard!"
"Zhao Rui!"
"You big bastard, you actually left me here all alone. When I get out, I'll tear you limb from limb!"
After calling for a while without getting a response, Mo Ling'er collapsed to the ground, her voice trembling with grievance, "I never meant to hurt you. Why do you always misunderstand me? I just wanted you to submit to me.""
"Waaaaah————" Mo Ling'er hugged her knees, buried her head in her legs, and sobbed softly.
She was not upset because she was trapped, but because Zhao Rui treated her as an enemy.
She only wanted him to back down, but why did things always turn out that she was the one who was hurting him?
Sobbing, Mo Ling'er stared at the lush green grass on the ground, then suddenly paused, stood up, and exclaimed in realization, "How could I be so stupid?"
After saying that, she gathered her true energy and suddenly swung a powerful palm strike towards the top of the ice box.
The entire ice sheet, along with the surrounding solid ice, was instantly ejected.
The whole world instantly regained its brightness and clarity.
"That stinky Zhao Rui—" Mo Ling'er was overjoyed, but after uttering just three words, she could no longer speak, as if someone had choked her.
"Speak!"
"You—you—" Mo Ling'er blushed, covered her face with her hands, and turned to run down the mountain.
This completely stumped Zhao Rui.
"Big sister, you're the Witch Lord, how can you be shy?"
It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, because as soon as she said that, Mo Ling'er ran even faster, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
"Oh no, the tour guide ran away."
Zhao Rui shook his head and walked slowly down the mountain.
After walking for about ten miles, two young and beautiful women dressed in revealing clothing appeared ahead.
"Greetings, young master. The sorcerer has instructed the two of us to escort you to his residence for rest."
The two exchanged a graceful bow, their radiant smiles catching Zhao Rui's eye.
The clothing of these merchants was much more revealing than that of modern times.
"Thank you both for your hard work!"
Zhao Rui nodded. Now that he had shown himself, there was no need to hide it anymore. Presumably, the person from the Great Shang Dynasty would soon find out that he had arrived.
"Young master, you're too kind. This is what we servants should do."
After the two women finished speaking, they put their jade fingers to their lips, and a clear whistle sounded instantly. In the blink of an eye, a flying beast flew over and landed steadily in front of the three of them.
"Please, young master!"
Zhao Rui glanced at the exquisite pavilion on the back of the strange beast, smiled nonchalantly, and stepped onto it.
Dongqi Province!
At the Martial Arts Academy of Dongqi University, Wang Zhanshan smiled as he poured tea for the two men in the room.
"What brings you two principals here in person?"
"Zhanshan, I really didn't expect this!"
The middle-aged man with glasses smiled with delight and said, "Our school has produced such an amazing person. Zhan Shan, that's incredible."
"Principal, you mean Zhao Rui?"
Wang Zhanshan shook his head and said, "Zhao Rui is exceptionally talented, and his talent is the result of years of hard work and gradual accumulation. His martial arts skills were mainly honed at Qingcheng Mountain. To be honest, our school—"
"You can't say that, Zhan Shan. University is a very important period for martial arts. How can we not have made contributions?"
"Forehead----"
"You have no idea how many people are asking about me these days, wanting to come to our school to learn martial arts—"
"You need to publicize this matter well, handle it properly, and ideally get Zhao Rui to come back—"
"I don't have that kind of face."
"Zhanshan, this is a mission, and also an opportunity for our century-old prestigious school. In the current situation, it is naturally safer to have better students."
"Okay, I'll give it a try—I'll do my best."
Wang Zhanshan nodded helplessly. How could he not know what the current situation was? His phone was also ringing off the hook.
Since Zhao Rui defeated Viper King, information about him has been circulating among those who are interested.
A young martial arts practitioner, a student at Dongqi University, and the captain of the martial arts team.
Secondly, there are the elders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.
With the closure of Qingcheng Mountain, the focus of this information is on one point: a student at Dongqi University and the captain of the martial arts team.
If we go directly to Zhao Rui's family, it might offend him and be counterproductive. So, we can go to the school and establish a connection with alumni or even teammates.
This method is much gentler and more effective.
As a result, many forces turned their attention to Dongqi University.
Wang Zhanshan was naturally one of the main targets of attempts to win him over and to make introductions.
However, he rejected them all.
He could naturally contact Zhao Rui, and he had discussed these matters with Zhao Rui, but Zhao Rui had already given him an answer long ago.
No time!
Let him handle it, but make sure the quality of the Dongqi University martial arts team is maintained.
Although he is the head coach, at this moment, Zhao Rui's words are the only law.
Therefore, those who use connections will not be given the green light if they lack the ability.
After informing them of this, he called the other two assistant coaches and asked them to prepare the assessment plan and related matters.
While Wang Zhanshan was busy preparing for "recruiting new members," Zhao Rui's old teammates had already gathered together outside the facing-the-walls room in front of Mingchan Academy.
These people include not only Qin Rui and others who are still in the team, but also former senior brothers and sisters who have left the team.
Their faces showed disbelief, but also immense excitement.
Zhao Rui unexpectedly became Emperor Zhao.
They actually became teammates of Emperor Zhao.
This identity is so intimidating that it's comparable to holding a nuclear weapon that could be detonated at any moment.
No one dares to test how close you and Zhao Rui are.
They gathered at Mingchan Courtyard, originally intending to see Zhao Rui, catch up, and reconnect.
Since they couldn't see each other now, they gathered briefly in the open space in front of the meditation room, led by Qin Rui.
Everyone knows that Zhao Rui and she have a very close relationship, so naturally there is no objection.
Everyone gathered together, reminiscing about the past and chatting about their experiences after graduation. For a moment, it felt like we were back in our student days.
"How exactly did he cultivate?"
"Exactly, if I hadn't seen the photos and information circulating online, I really wouldn't have believed that I had only just advanced to the Grandmaster realm."
"Qin Rui, do you know what realm Zhao Rui is at now? Are there any other realms above the Dharma Aspect Realm?"
The group discussed it excitedly.
While answering the questions she knew the answers to with a smile, Qin Rui took a few photos with her phone and sent them to Zhao Rui.
"Look, Senior Sister Ye has become even more beautiful! Don't you want to come back?"
A mischievous smile crept across Qin Rui's lips as she sent the message out in a flash.
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