Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Upon reaching the ninth-order Meridian Opening Realm,

Wang Sheng began planning his cultivation path to the Divine Spring Realm after reaching the Meridian Opening Realm.

The cultivation method for breaking through to the Divine Spring Realm is extremely precious and priceless, and is extremely rare and hard to come by, no matter where you are.

While Wang Sheng was hiding in the martial arts school, honing his combat skills, he was also searching for information about the Divine Spring Realm techniques.

He wouldn't let go of even the slightest clue.

this day,

In Beitong Town, at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the sun shines brightly.

The scorching sunlight shone on the bluestone training ground of Luoyang Martial Arts School, making the ground scorching hot and the air filled with visible heat waves.

On the training ground, dozens of martial arts school disciples, bare-armed and drenched in sweat, practiced their fists and feet, stretched their muscles and sculpted their postures, and practiced breathing exercises in unison.

Shouts rose and fell, causing the surrounding courtyard walls to tremble slightly.

Luo Yang Martial Arts School is one of the top martial arts dojos in the entire Beitong Town. The school master, Luo Yang, is a sixth-level Qi Convergence Realm cultivator and is already considered a powerful figure in the town. He has protected the local martial arts tradition and has been teaching disciples for many years, earning him considerable prestige.

At this moment, a young man sat quietly on the shady stone steps at the corner of the training ground.

The boy appeared thin and short, his face was disguised and slightly dark, and his small stature made him stand out among the group of strong martial arts disciples, even appearing somewhat weak and ridiculous.

No one knew that this seemingly ordinary, short boy was only twelve years old, with his bones not yet fully developed and his body not yet fully grown.

He is Wang Sheng.

Since concealing his identity and settling in Beitong Town, he has been working at Luoyang Martial Arts School under the title of a casual instructor.

Daily lessons, fixed-point training, and occasional guidance on basic martial arts techniques are all that's needed to settle down here peacefully, with no one asking questions or investigating further.

He sat upright on the stone steps, his gaze calm, watching the disciples practice in the arena. His mind was as still as water, and he was oblivious to all the noise around him.

To him, this small martial arts school and this impoverished town were nothing more than a corner of the mortal world, and all the fleeting aspects of life were just passing clouds.

Just as the martial arts students were focused on their training,

Boom!

The martial arts school's main door was violently kicked open!

The heavy wooden door slammed against the wall with a loud crash, sending dust flying and the explosion echoing throughout the entire martial arts hall!

Two figures, one after the other, strode in, their imposing manner exuding arrogance and a condescending air.

The leader was a middle-aged martial arts master, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit. His muscles were bulging, his aura was deep and powerful, and his blood and qi were surging around his body. He was clearly a powerful cultivator at the peak of the sixth-level Meridian Opening Realm!

His face was arrogant, his eyes disdainful as he surveyed the entire room, like a high and mighty monarch looking down on ants.

Following closely behind was a young disciple in his early twenties, with an upright posture, strong bones and muscles, and an imposing aura. His cultivation was steadily at the fourth level of the Meridian Opening Realm, and his combat power far exceeded that of ordinary disciples of Luo Yang Martial Arts School.

The master and apprentice, with their imposing aura and ill intentions, immediately silenced the training sounds throughout the entire training ground upon their arrival.

All the disciples stopped what they were doing and looked toward the doorway with surprise and uncertainty.

"Luo Yang! Come out and answer!"

The middle-aged martial arts master's voice boomed like a bell, carrying an extremely strong sense of oppression as he coldly rebuked him.

The training ground fell into a deathly silence.

Luo Yang, who was instructing his disciples on boxing, frowned slightly and stepped forward. "Who are you? What brings you to my martial arts school?"

"What is it?"

The middle-aged martial arts master scoffed, his face full of disdain: "I've heard that your Luo Yang Martial Arts School has been based in Beitong Town for many years, and that you are proficient in fist and foot techniques. Today, I've brought my disciple here specifically to challenge your school!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room erupted in uproar!

For a long time, no one in Beitong Town dared to provoke Luoyang Martial Arts School. Today, someone actually came to challenge the school openly, showing such arrogance!

The young disciple stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the group of martial arts school disciples. A mocking smile played on his lips as he stood proudly, his fighting spirit blazing.

"I've heard that Luo Yang Martial Arts School has many disciples, and its masters are numerous. Today, I, Zhao Feng, will come and test my skills! Who dares to fight me?"

Upon hearing the sound, the chief disciple of Luo Yang Martial Arts School stepped forward.

His cultivation level was already at the peak of the fourth-order Meridian Opening Realm, making him the strongest among the younger generation of the martial arts school. He was always proud and arrogant, and considered himself extraordinary.

"I've come to meet you!"

With a low shout, the eldest disciple darted out, his fists and feet fierce, his Qi and blood of the Meridian Opening Realm pushed to the limit, the wind of his fists howling as he rushed straight at Zhao Feng!

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle, their fists and feet clashing, their energies colliding, and the sounds of explosions echoing everywhere.

But after only a dozen or so moves, the difference in skill was immediately apparent!

Zhao Feng has extremely rich practical experience. His moves are ruthless, his advances and retreats are measured, and his killing is decisive. He is simply incomparable to the disciples of the small town martial arts school who have been learning behind closed doors.

Luo Yang Martial Arts School's top disciple's moves were stiff, his blood and qi were stagnant, and he was full of flaws. He was defeated step by step and was beaten so badly that he vomited blood repeatedly!

"Completely vulnerable!"

Zhao Feng sneered, seized the opening, and kicked out hard!

Bang!

The eldest disciple was sent flying several meters backward, crashing heavily onto the bluestone ground. His whole body ached, his blood was churning, and he could no longer get up, utterly defeated!

All the martial arts disciples in the audience turned pale, their hearts filled with shock!

Both are at the fourth-order Meridian Opening Realm, yet the difference in their abilities is so vast!

"A bunch of frogs in a well dare to open a school and teach students? They're making a fool of themselves!"

The middle-aged martial arts master's face was full of contempt, his sarcastic remarks and disdain in his eyes were almost undisguised.

Luo Yang's face turned ashen. Knowing that there was no way to avoid it today, he immediately stepped forward, and his sixth-level Qi and blood of the Meridian Opening Realm were boiling!

"Since you insist on provoking me, I, Luo, will personally accept the challenge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Yang burst forth with his fist technique, which was the signature move of Luo Yang Martial Arts School. The energy was vast, powerful, and domineering!

The full power of the sixth-order Meridian Opening Realm was revealed, causing the surrounding air currents to become chaotic!

The middle-aged martial arts master smiled calmly, showing no fear, and stepped forward with ease.

He was at the peak of the sixth rank, a whole level higher than Luo Yang in terms of foundation, with more robust blood and qi, more unobstructed meridians, and a more solid foundation!

The two exchanged blows for no more than thirty moves.

boom!

A dull, loud bang!

Luo Yang took a heavy blow from his opponent, his chest was in excruciating pain, his blood was churning, and his tiger's mouth was split open. He staggered back several steps, his face turned deathly pale, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!

His blood and qi were in disarray, his meridians trembled, his combat power plummeted, and he was utterly defeated!

"Luo Yang! Your skills are inferior, your martial arts have been neglected, and you are merely a name without substance!"

The middle-aged martial arts master stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with utter contempt, his cold voice resounding throughout the arena:

"From this day forward, the Luoyang Martial Arts School of Beitong Town is a liar's name! The so-called number one martial arts school in town is nothing but a joke, a fraudulent and deceptive institution!"

Each word was like a knife, turning Luo Yang's face pale and piercing the hearts of all the martial arts school disciples.

The disciples were filled with anger, shame, resentment, and fear, yet none dared to refute them or step forward to fight.

The entire martial arts school has lost face and dignity!

On the stone steps, Wang Sheng remained seated quietly, his expression calm and his eyes undisturbed.

He watched the farcical challenge unfold quietly, observing the opponent's arrogance and mockery, witnessing Luo Yang's defeat and humiliation, and his disciples' fear and unease, without feeling the slightest ripple in his heart.

It was merely a matter of ordinary martial artists fighting and vying for empty fame and face, which had nothing to do with him.

The honor and disgrace of others, the rise and fall of martial arts schools, and the reputation of the town are all irrelevant to Wang Sheng.

He was just a passerby; he could simply observe from the sidelines.

After his victory, Zhao Feng was in high spirits and extremely arrogant. He began to pace around the arena, commenting on and mocking each of the disciples of Luo Yang Martial Arts School.

"These disciples are mediocre in both physique and foundation; they'll never reach a high level of skill, even if they train their whole lives!"

"The moves are rigid and the energy is weak; it's all just fancy footwork, not up to par!"

"Luo Yang's disciples are all useless!"

He continued to mock and ridicule, becoming increasingly arrogant as he spoke, his gaze sweeping across the entire room before finally settling on Wang Sheng, who was sitting on the stone steps in the corner.

Seeing that Wang Sheng was short, thin, and sitting quietly without moving, standing out from the group of strong disciples, Zhao Feng immediately sneered, his eyes filled with even more mockery.

"Hahaha! This is hilarious!"

"Is Luo Yang Martial Arts School deserted? Even a shorty like this can sneak into the school and eat and drink for free?"

"Judging by your thin, withered appearance, you probably don't even have the strength to throw a punch, do you?"

"A short, scrawny fellow like that dares to roam the martial arts world? He's a disgrace to the name of a martial arts school!"

Every sentence was harsh and every word was insulting.

He couldn't see through Wang Sheng's true abilities at all, thinking he was just a freeloader at the martial arts school, and thus humiliated and mocked him wantonly.

The surrounding martial arts school disciples all lowered their heads, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Many disciples who had previously privately discussed and secretly mocked Wang Sheng for being short and underdeveloped were now feeling guilty and lowering their heads, not daring to look up.

A twelve-year-old boy, whose body is still small and whose age is still young, is naturally treated as a dwarf, a good-for-nothing, and ridiculed to the extreme.

If it were an ordinary boy, he would have already blushed and been filled with shame and indignation.

But Wang Sheng's mind had long transcended the mundane world; he was unmoved by honor or disgrace, and his emotions were never revealed.

However, we can tolerate it, but we cannot humiliate it.

He could stand by and watch the martial arts school get kicked, everyone be defeated, and lose face.

But it is unacceptable for others to insult him, laugh at him, or belittle him.

Now he no longer needs to endure it.

Looking at the entire Beitong Town, he no longer needed to endure it.

He simply wouldn't fight someone of the same level unless he was absolutely certain of victory.

But right now, how dare a few fourth or sixth level Qi Convergence Realm cultivators act so recklessly?

Wang Sheng slowly stood up.

His figure was still thin, and he still looked young and short, but in that instant, his aura suddenly became extremely calm and extremely cold.

The noisy training ground suddenly fell silent.

Wang Sheng raised his eyes, his gaze calmly meeting Zhao Feng's arrogant laughter. His voice was soft, yet carried an indescribable coldness and indifference.

"You talk too much."

"I think I've had enough in this lifetime."

Two simple sentences, without anger, hostility, or arrogance, only a deathly indifference, as if stating a predetermined ending.

"Um?"

Zhao Feng was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world:

"Hahaha! You little dwarf, you dare to pretend to be profound?"

"What? You mean you want to hit me and teach me a lesson?"

"A mere dwarf dares to put on airs in front of me? Utterly laughable!"

Zhao Feng had a mocking expression on his face, seemingly not taking Wang Sheng seriously.

But in reality, his body was tense, and he was already prepared for battle.

His master once said that one should use all one's strength when hunting a rabbit and should not be careless.

Even when facing a short person, he would not underestimate him.

just,

next second!

Wang Sheng took a light step and instantly darted out!

The speed was so fast that the afterimage flashed by in an instant, giving the opponent no time to react at all!

No fancy moves, no imposing aura, just a simple, straightforward punch!

boom!

A dull, explosive bang!

This punch may seem ordinary, but it contains a terrifying power that can crush all martial arts in the mortal world!

Zhao Feng's maniacal laughter froze instantly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face was filled with horror and disbelief!

He didn't even have time to activate his qi and blood, to raise his hand to block, or to circulate his meridians!

He was hit squarely in the chest by that punch!

Click!

A sharp, piercing sound of a rib shattering suddenly rang out!

Zhao Feng's body was struck as if by a high-speed iron mountain, and he was sent flying backwards, spraying out a cloud of blood mist in the air!

His body crashed heavily to the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped breathing completely and lay motionless!

Zhao Feng, a fourth-level Meridian Opening Realm cultivator, was killed in one move!

The entire room fell silent!

You could hear a pin drop!

All the martial arts school disciples, including the injured Luo Yang, stared wide-eyed, their minds blank, completely stunned!

No one could believe that the usually quiet, short, and seemingly frail boy had actually killed the fourth-level master who had just crushed the martial arts school's top disciple with a single punch!

"Feng'er!!"

The middle-aged martial arts master standing to the side had bloodshot eyes and eyes that looked like they were about to burst!

Seeing his most prized disciple die a horrible death on the spot, he instantly flew into a rage and went berserk, his overwhelming ferocity sweeping across the entire scene!

"court death!!"

The terrifying blood and energy of the sixth-order peak Meridian Opening Realm instantly erupted!

His body was filled with surging energy and rising winds. He formed hand seals and activated his strongest technique—the Yellow-Rank High-Grade Combat Skill, Mountain-Splitting Fist!

The fist was incredibly powerful, fierce, and domineering, its energy tearing through the air. With a murderous intent, it relentlessly attacked Wang Sheng!

He wanted to tear this short boy to pieces with his own hands to avenge his beloved disciple!

Facing a fatal blow, Wang Sheng's expression remained completely unchanged.

He raised his hand and, simply, delivered a slap in mid-air!

A crimson flame suddenly rose from the palm, and a scorching wave swept in all directions, instantly making the air scalding hot!

Blazing Sun Palm!

The first palm strike was delivered through the air, forcefully suppressing the opponent's Mountain-Splitting Fist head-on!

The force exploded, the air surged, and the middle-aged martial artist was shaken to his core, his blood churned, his arms went numb, and his moves shattered!

Before he could react, Wang Sheng's second palm strike landed!

Faster, fiercer, and more domineering!

Bang! !

The crimson palm strike landed squarely on the middle-aged martial artist's chest!

A heart-wrenching scream abruptly stopped!

The powerful body of a sixth-tier peak cultivator was directly shattered by a single palm strike, his internal organs were destroyed, his meridians were broken, and his vital energy was completely extinguished!

The middle-aged martial arts master collapsed limply and died on the spot, with no chance of survival!

Two moves!

Instantly kills a peak sixth-tier martial arts master who challenges the sect!

If the martial artist who challenged him hadn't used a high-grade Yellow Rank combat technique, he wouldn't have been able to withstand even one move!

The entire training ground fell into utter silence!

All the disciples were stiff, their scalps tingled, and their minds were shaken. They stared blankly at the thin and tender figure of the boy in the arena, their hearts filled with a tremendous storm!

The disciples who had previously mocked Wang Sheng for being short and looked down on him were now all bowing their heads, pale-faced, and filled with fear, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Luo Yang clutched the wound on his chest, staring blankly at Wang Sheng, his body trembling slightly.

He saw it most clearly and felt it most deeply!

Wang Sheng killed a peak sixth-tier cultivator in two moves. His combat power, foundation, and explosive power far exceeded those of ordinary sixth-tier cultivators, and even far exceeded those of seventh-tier cultivators in the Meridian Opening Realm!

At least at the peak of the seventh rank, or even the eighth rank of the Meridian Opening Realm!

After a long silence, Luo Yang forcibly suppressed the extreme shock in his heart, stepped forward, and looked extremely respectful and solemn.

"Instructor Wang... Instructor Wang!"

"I was blind and failed to recognize a true dragon!"

"From this day forward, the position of headmaster of the Luo Yang Martial Arts School will be passed on to you!"

No one in the entire martial arts school had the slightest objection.

Wang Sheng, with his absolutely invincible fighting power, completely subdued the entire audience!

Faced with the newly acquired power over the martial arts school, Wang Sheng simply shook his head, his expression calm and unwavering.

"No need."

"I don't need the position of museum director."

He looked at Luo Yang and said calmly, "I see that your martial arts school has several basic combat techniques and introductory skills. Bring them all over and let me take a look. Then we can call it quits for today."

Compared to empty titles and positions, he could occasionally browse through various combat techniques when he was extremely bored.

The Yellow-Rank Mid-Grade Blazing Sun Palm technique is ultimately somewhat lacking.

Luo Yang dared not hesitate for a moment and immediately agreed, personally bringing all the martial arts techniques and combat skills treasured by the martial arts school and presenting them to them.

Since then,

In just half a day, the news that Luo Yang Martial Arts School had a short but exceptionally skilled martial artist who could kill a peak sixth-level expert in two moves swept through the entire Beitong Town like a storm!

The whole town was shaken!

All cultivators and factions were astonished at the emergence of a seventh-level or higher Meridian Opener!

Many people came to visit him, bringing gifts and trying to curry favor.

Those who have reached the seventh level or above in the Meridian Opening Realm are highly respected figures in the entire Beitong Town!

People in the neighborhood started gossiping and speculating.

"This is definitely not an ordinary seventh-tier item!"

"Instantly kills peak sixth-tier enemies, or at least peak seventh-tier enemies!"

"They might have already reached the eighth-tier Meridian Opening Realm!"

Ultimately, based on his mysterious youth, his obsession with martial arts, and his short stature, everyone gave him a nickname—Martial Arts Obsessed Child!

From then on, Wang Sheng, the martial arts fanatic, became famous throughout the town!

As the turmoil spread, the Zhao family, the most powerful clan in Beitong Town, also learned of the matter immediately.

The Zhao family's top brass was shocked and held an emergency meeting.

None of them could connect this martial arts fanatic who was famous throughout the town with the little slave they had taken in back then!

No one could have imagined that the taciturn, seemingly weak, and bullied slave boy would become a big shot in Beitong Town.

After some discussion, the Zhao family immediately decided on a strategy: to marry their eldest daughter to this unfamiliar expert at the Meridian Opening Realm, thus binding this martial arts fanatic to the family and stabilizing the Zhao family's position in Beitong Town through marriage.