Chương 302: The Second in the World

Chapter 302 The Number One Under Heaven Zhao Rui's return caused a sensation across the entire planet, and the colossal dragon that blotted out the sky filled all martial artists with awe.

If one's martial arts cultivation reaches such an astonishing level, it can be considered the pinnacle of martial arts skills.

Zhao Rui jumped off the dragon and stood in mid-air. The dragon gradually disappeared, turning into a long sword and sheathing it on his back.

At this moment, all the splendor was his alone; the eyes of the entire planet were fixed on his billowing robes and on his thin, resolute face.

Zhao Rui smiled at the Mo family father and son, then frowned and looked at the white-haired man beside him.

The white-haired man's face darkened, and he coldly snorted, "I am the ruler of the Great Zhou Dynasty. What advice does Master Zhao have for me?"

"I've long admired your name! It's a rare opportunity to meet you today, how about we have a friendly spar?"

A smile appeared on Zhao Rui's lips. He reached out and summoned a bolt of lightning that suddenly descended from the sky, heading straight for the white-haired man.

The white-haired man was shocked. A strange pattern appeared around his body, transforming him into a colossal beast that withstood the lightning bolt as thick as a bucket.

"You've got some skills, let's try again!"

Zhao Rui's figure blurred, and dozens of Zhao Ruis appeared simultaneously, attacking the white-haired man from all directions.

The white-haired man drew his claw weapon and moved like lightning, cutting through dozens of Zhao Ruis in a fierce battle.

Although they appeared somewhat disheveled, they handled the situation with ease, demonstrating a terrifying level of strength.

"Father, this—"

"It's alright. Master Zhao's cultivation level is now beyond our comprehension. This exchange is nothing more than a game!"

"what?"

Mo Longteng hadn't expected his father to have such a high opinion of Zhao Rui. In just a few short years, had he really grown to that level?

The white-haired man was Ji Yong'an, the ruler of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and also the top expert who dominated Blue Star and drove away the strange beasts such as Chi Hu from Blue Star.

Once the number one expert on Earth.

When such a formidable opponent faced Zhao Rui, Mo Wuji actually said that Zhao Rui was playing a game.

How is that possible?

Before Mo Longteng could even wonder, the number of Zhao Ruis in the arena suddenly surged, from dozens to over a hundred, and then to several hundred.

The area within a radius of several miles was filled with Zhao Rui's figure.

The sheer size and density of the crowd made Mo Longteng's heart pound.

"How is this possible?"

Upon hearing Mo Longteng's words, Zhao Rui smiled and transmitted his voice: "Wherever I am, that is my body; whatever I know, that is my thought. With a single thought arises, all things arise—this is the Divine Realm!"

The sound, like a thunderclap, rang in Mo Longteng's mind, making him feel as if a string of consciousness had been snapped, and all his thoughts became clear.

"Divine Realm? Domain!"

Mo Longteng muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on Zhao Rui's figure in the arena.

I was stunned for a moment.

"How could every figure you appear in be your real body? That's impossible!"

Ji Yong'an was shocked. He had also witnessed the martial arts of the Songjing Demonic Sect and knew that there was an ultimate technique that could transform a person into six different figures.

However, in his view, that kind of martial arts was more about attracting attention and was meaningless.

However, Zhao Rui's method of creating clones is similar to the magic of the Demonic Sect, but the difference is that he can control each clone at will, making them identical to himself.

He couldn't tell which one was Zhao Rui.

"In fact, each one is me, and yet each one is not me!"

"You're quite good. I wasn't necessarily your match before."

After Zhao Rui finished speaking, he suddenly appeared behind Ji Yong'an and placed his large hand on his shoulder.

Ji Yong'an felt a chill run through his body, and a cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

He hadn't sensed Zhao Rui's presence at all.

"I lost!"