In this chaotic world of martial arts, I'll become a god by adding skill points!

Chapter 107 Conflict

[Destiny Leads to Divinity! One Certificate, Eternal Proof]

[Host: Wang Anping]

Age: 18

[Xingyiquan 2893/5000 Neutralizing Force]

[Five Animal Frolics 1892/2000 Hidden Strength]

[Formless Skill 500/1000]

Martial Arts Realm: Transformation of Internal Strength

"Phew~"

Wang Anping stood in the bamboo forest behind the mountain. After finishing a set of boxing techniques, he opened his proficiency panel.

"Xingyiquan is about to break through to the next stage! At this rate, it should only take a little over a month."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. Coming to this place was the right decision.

The Formless Skill is incredibly powerful. If they were at the same level, someone with the Formless Skill could defeat five people without it!

"Today is the first day of the lunar month, so I'll go listen to a lecture."

Wang Anping withdrew his fist and headed towards the Chuan Gong Hall.

The first day of each month, the day for transmitting skills, is an important opportunity for inner disciples to resolve doubts and exchange ideas.

Inside the Transmission Hall, there were more people than last time. In addition to the newly initiated Wang Anping, Han Li, Shen Qingshu and others, there were also several inner sect senior brothers and sisters with more profound and lingering auras sitting quietly in the front row.

Elder Zhou remained seated on the futon, his white hair as white as snow, his expression serene.

Today's explanation focuses on the subtleties of emptiness and fullness, and borrowing force to strike, in the changes of power in Wuxiang Gong.

Elder Zhou didn't speak much, but every word he uttered was precious. Often, with just a few words, he would point out the obstacles that many disciples encountered when they tried to figure things out on their own.

He would sometimes make casual gestures, and with the flick of his sleeves, his strength would flow unpredictably.

Sometimes gentle, sometimes strong; sometimes ethereal and unpredictable, sometimes solid as a mountain—it fully embodies the profound mystery of the Formless Skill.

Wang Anping listened intently, and based on his own experience of diligently practicing Xingyi Quan and Wuqinxi over the past month, which led to the growth of Wuxiang Gong, many previously unclear points suddenly became clear, and he gained new insights into the control and application of force.

He could sense that the proficiency level of the "Formless Skill" on the panel was quietly increasing as his understanding deepened.

Halfway through the course, Elder Zhou allowed his disciples to ask questions.

Several senior brothers and sisters raised some questions about their practice, and Elder Zhou answered them one by one in a serious and focused atmosphere.

Just then, a slightly noisy sound of footsteps and laughter came from outside the Hall of Transmission.

Several figures appeared at the doorway, peeking in and out.

The leader was a young man dressed in the robes of an inner disciple with an arrogant look in his eyes. He was followed by several people, among whom was Lin Yunshu.

The young man in the lead glanced around the hall and finally landed on Wang Anping, who was listening to the lecture.

A malicious smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He deliberately raised his voice and said to Lin Yunshu beside him, "Junior Brother Lin, I heard that among the batch of people who entered through the special examination, there is one named Wang Anping who has good talent and went directly into the inner sect."

"Tsk tsk, only a month has passed, and you've already come to the training hall to study diligently? You're really hardworking!"

His undisguised sarcasm shattered the silence in the hall.

Many disciples frowned and looked towards the door. Elder Zhou's expression remained unchanged; he merely glanced at it indifferently.

Lin Yunshu stood behind the young man, a fawning and smug smile on her face, and quickly chimed in, "Senior Brother Li is right. Senior Brother Wang—he really is very hardworking."

However, in addition to hard work, learning martial arts also requires methods and connections.

Like Senior Brother Li, who broke through to the Core Formation Realm early on and was valued by his fellow senior brothers, that is the right path.

Some people only know how to work in isolation; they're probably only narrowing their own path.

As he spoke, he deliberately gestured towards Wang Anping's direction with his lip.

Seeing this, Wang Anping was convinced that Lin Yunshu was a complete idiot. What kind of place did she dare to bark like a dog? Maybe this guy called Senior Brother Li had a powerful background, but Lin Yunshu was nothing!

The young man, referred to as Senior Brother Li, laughed and patted Lin Yunshu on the shoulder: "Junior Brother Lin has good taste! Some people, even if they manage to enter the inner sect by chance, don't understand the rules and don't know how to behave. It's all for nothing in the future."

"Our inner sect values ​​unity and mutual support, right?"

The men behind him also joined in the laughter, looking at Wang Anping with provocative eyes.

Some inner disciples inside the hall looked displeased. The Transmission Hall was a quiet place for seeking the Dao; how could they allow such a disturbance and provocation?

Judging from his aura, Senior Brother Li had indeed entered the Core Formation stage, making him one of the best among the inner disciples.

Furthermore, the other party was the son of an elder from Misty Peak, and for a moment no one spoke up to reprimand him.

Seeing this, Wang Anping shook his head slightly; he had thought this was some kind of secluded place for cultivation.

It's unbelievable that wherever there are people, there are privileges!

Shen Qingshu shook his head slightly and whispered to Wang Anping, "Brother Wang, that's Li Fei from the inner sect. It's said that he's the son of a certain elder. He's arrogant and likes to form cliques."

Do you know the person behind him?

Wang Anping remained calm, as if the noise from the people at the door was nothing more than the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies.

He didn't even turn his head to look at Lin Yunshu's smug face; his gaze remained fixed on Elder Zhou in front of him.

He simply replied to Shen Qingshu with a curt, "A clown jumping around, no need to pay him any mind."

His nonchalant composure only angered Li Fei and Lin Yunshu.

Li Fei felt embarrassed to be ignored by a newly promoted inner disciple.

Lin Yunshu was burning with jealousy. What he hated most was Wang Anping's aloof and superior attitude, as if nothing was bothering him!

"Hmph, all pretentious!"

Li Fei snorted coldly and strode into the training hall, heading towards Wang Anping, seemingly wanting to embarrass him in person.

"Junior Brother Wang, right? I've heard your boxing skills are quite good?"

Senior brother, I happen to have some free time today. How about I give you a few pointers?

"Let all my fellow disciples see just how capable this new disciple really is!"

He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, and his Qi and blood, which were at the Core Formation Realm, surged slightly, creating a sense of oppression.

The atmosphere in the hall immediately became tense. A new disciple, having only recently joined the sect, was being challenged in public by a senior disciple—this was clearly bullying and humiliation!

Wang Anping finally turned his head slowly, looking calmly at Li Fei who had walked up to him, and Lin Yunshu behind him who looked smug.

His eyes were calm and still, showing neither anger nor fear, as if he were looking at two insignificant objects.

"Private fights and provocations are prohibited within the Hall of Skill Transmission."

Wang Anping's voice wasn't loud, but it was clear and steady: "I'm here to learn martial arts, not to listen to Senior Brother Li's instructions. If Senior Brother Li likes giving instructions, why don't you go and instruct others?"

"Sect rules?" Li Fei scoffed. "Trying to intimidate me with sect rules? Senior brother, I'm giving you pointers out of kindness, that's giving you credit!"

What, scared? Scared? Scared of losing face in front of so many people? You—"

That's enough.

A calm yet authoritative voice rang out, interrupting Li Fei's words.

Elder Zhou had opened his eyes at some point, and a faint light fell upon Li Fei.

The gaze wasn't sharp, but it made Li Fei freeze, the words he was about to say stuck in his throat, and a layer of fine sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

"Li Fei," Elder Zhou said calmly, "you should know that the Transmission Hall is a sacred place for quiet cultivation. You've brought a crowd to cause a disturbance, disrupting the Dharma teachings, and even attempted to display your strength and ferocity here. What do you think of the sect rules?"

"Disciple—Disciple dares not!"

Li Fei bowed deeply, his face pale.

He might disregard some ordinary inner disciples, but he would never dare to be presumptuous in front of an elder who was of the same rank as his father.

"If you know you dare not, why do you do it?" Elder Zhou's gaze swept over Lin Yunshu and the others: "And you, you don't come to listen to the lectures, and your martial arts skills are mediocre!"

Misty Peak is not a place to hide filth. If you don't want to practice martial arts properly, then get out of Misty Peak right now!

Lin Yunshu and the others were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they quickly bowed down, not daring to even breathe.

"Considering this is your first offense, we will not punish you severely for now."

Elder Zhou withdrew his gaze, his tone turning cold: "Li Fei, you are punished by facing the wall at the Cliff of Repentance for two months and copying the sect rules a hundred times."

Those who trespass will have their three-month allowance deducted. Now, leave immediately.

"Yes! Thank you for your mercy, Elder!"

Li Fei felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He hurriedly led Lin Yunshu and the others out of the Transmission Hall in a sorry state. They had come arrogantly, but left in a sorry state.