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

Wang Anping's blood was boiling.

This is not a metaphor, but a real physiological sensation.

Each heartbeat is like a drumbeat, propelling the hot blood to surge through the veins.

He could clearly feel the power brought by the flow of qi and blood, as well as the ferocity that was aroused in actual combat.

The remaining three gang members had completely lost their will to fight, but still put up a final act of resistance out of the instinct to survive.

The two men attacked from both sides, their knives flashing blindingly in the afternoon sun.

The other person circled around behind Wang Anping, attempting to launch a sneak attack.

Wang Anping neither dodged nor avoided; he pushed off the ground with his feet and glided away like a fish.

The man behind him missed his target with his sword, and before he could recover, Wang Anping's left elbow slammed into his ribs.

Click!

The sound of the ribs breaking was clearly audible.

The man screamed and collapsed to the ground as if his bones had been removed.

Xingyiquan is not just a fist technique, but a fighting style in which the whole body can be used as a weapon!

The blades on both sides were already upon him. Wang Anping lowered his waist and sat on his horse. His right hand shot out like a snake and accurately grabbed the wrist of the man on the right. With a burst of force, a "crack" was heard, and the wrist bone shattered.

At the same time, he lashed out with his left leg like a whip, striking the knee of the man on his left.

The even more ferocious force directly destroyed the opponent's joints, and the man screamed and fell to his knees, his knees twisted at a bizarre angle.

In less than three breaths, all four gang members had fallen.

He glanced at the five people lying on the ground, calmly assessing the situation: the leader, a martial artist who had reached the level of internal strength, was completely lifeless, his chest caved in, his internal organs shattered by the force of the Beng Quan (a type of martial arts technique).

Of the other four, one suffered a broken rib from an elbow strike, which may have damaged his internal organs.

One wrist was crippled, and one knee was shattered.

The last one who was knocked down first is now bleeding from his mouth and nose, clearly seriously injured.

Even if these people aren't killed today, they'll be hard-pressed to recover in the future, let alone seek revenge.

But Wang Anping still went over and delivered the final blow to each of them, ensuring that everyone was dead.

Call ~

Wang Anping exhaled a breath of stale air, looking at the corpses lying scattered about, his churning blood unable to calm down for a long time.

He had killed those people last time by sneak attack, but this time he killed five people face to face, and the feeling was completely different.

Looking up at the mountains and forests, he thought to himself, what a pity that those three bastards got away!

He wanted to give chase, but the mountains were densely forested, and the other party must have run away when he killed him, and was now nowhere to be found.

Unfortunately, he had no choice but to abandon the idea of ​​giving chase.

"Wait a minute, why does it feel like I'm addicted to killing?"

"We can't do that anymore. We have to play it safe! We can't just kill people indiscriminately unless absolutely necessary."

Wang Anping felt he was becoming somewhat addicted to killing and quickly tried to stop himself.

There are many masters in this world, and he is only at the Mingjin stage now. He should not offend people unless absolutely necessary.

"It's better to be cautious, it's better to be cautious." Looking at the corpse on the ground, he first touched the corpse and looted a total of eight taels of silver and more than two hundred copper coins.

After cursing under his breath that he was a penniless wretch, he began to clean up the corpse.

As a model young man who traveled from the 20th century, he knew very well that littering was unacceptable.

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"Dad, Mom, I'm home!"

Wang Anping walked into his small courtyard and called out twice towards the house.

"Anping! You're back. Have you eaten?"

Upon hearing her son's voice, Zhang Xiufen rushed out.

"No, where's my dad?"

Seeing that Wang Xiaoquan had not appeared, Wang Anping casually asked a question.

"He went to help your uncle's family. Today is the last day to harvest the crops in Lujiapo. He should be back soon."

Lujiapo?

Wang Anping knew that it was about five or six miles from his home, and it was indeed time to return as it was getting dark.

"Okay, all packed up. Perfect timing, my cousins ​​will come with me to the martial arts gym tomorrow morning."

He scooped up a ladle of water from the water vat and drank several large mouthfuls.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiufen hesitated before saying, "Those two probably won't be able to go to the martial arts school."

"Huh? Who stole the money?" Wang Anping was a little surprised. He thought that someone had stolen the money again.

Could it be Yang Laosan? No, that can't be! Ming Jin is registered in the county.

It's one thing if the gang members don't know, but surely the county officials don't know either?

"No, it was the family next to your uncle's house a few days ago. They heard that you had entered the country, so they sent someone over to arrange a marriage."

Your grandfather thought that since the two of them were getting old, it would be a waste of money for them to learn martial arts, so he wanted to take this opportunity to let them get married.

"Would my cousins ​​be willing to accept this?"

Hearing his mother's words, Wang Anping felt relieved.

"What! Getting married? Who wouldn't want to? There are so many people in our village who can't even afford to eat. They'll be overjoyed to be able to get married!"

Zhang Xiufang spoke with a smile on her face, saying that the other party was able to take a liking to her eldest uncle and second uncle's family entirely because of his son!

She was very proud during that time.

Walking through the village, who wouldn't envy her for having a martial arts master son?

In recent days, countless matchmakers have come to her house, but she has rejected them all.

"Okay... I guess so. What about my cousin?"

Wang Anping expressed his understanding of his cousins' choices.

Not everyone has a panel like him, and they all want to pursue martial arts.

Since the other party feels that they are getting older and want to get married and have children as soon as possible, he can't very well try to preach any grand principles to them.

Respect their choices; their lives belong to others, not him.

At worst, I can work hard to improve my skills and move my whole family to the city.

"Your cousin is fine. If the crops hadn't been unharvested, your uncle would have taken him to find you already."

As Zhang Xiufang spoke, she walked towards the kitchen.

"There's still some corn on the cob. I'll get you two to tide you over. Grandpa will be happy to see you back. We'll have dinner there later."

"OK."

Wang Anping was indeed a bit hungry. He came straight back after practicing Xingyi Quan with his master this morning.

People who practice martial arts naturally have large appetites, and they even killed a few people on the way, which delayed them.

..........

"What? You've broken through to the Ming Jin level!"

Grandpa Wang Xiumin stared wide-eyed, as did Wang Anping's parents. His uncles and other relatives all stared at him in disbelief.

Wang Anping sat at the dining table, smiling as he looked at everyone.

"Yes, just yesterday. I was even accepted as a personal disciple by the master. Moreover, my cultivation level has been registered by the government, so no one will come to our house to collect taxes anymore."

As Wang Anping spoke, his eldest cousin Wang Anfu and second cousin Wang Angui stared intently at him, seemingly regretting using the money to start a family.

"May our ancestors bless us! May our ancestors bless us!" Wang Xiaoquan said happily as he came to his senses.

The old man turned around and walked to the ancestral tablets, muttering to himself as he spoke. Then he took out nine incense sticks and lit them.

Zhang Xiufang covered her mouth, her eyes filled with tears. Although she often dreamed that her son would become a big shot.

But he didn't expect this day to come so soon!

In her eyes, the martial arts school's direct disciples are tax-exempt, and they also possess the seemingly impressive Ming Jin skill.

Isn't this a big shot?

The eldest uncle downed a glass of his homemade fruit wine in one gulp, saying, "Our Wang family has produced a talented person; the third son's family is going to enjoy a life of comfort."

"Yes, Anping is really promising." Second Uncle said with envy.

"Anping, what time are we leaving tomorrow?" It was his older cousin who spoke. In Wang Anping's memory, the older cousin was not his close friend.

Why? My uncle has four children, and every time he buys some snacks, he gives some to his son, so the four children in the family naturally eat less.

So, apart from his uncle who doted on him, his cousins ​​didn't really like him much when he was young.

Of course, this was all when I was a child.

Can't you see the adoration in Zhang Cheng's eyes right now?

"What's the rush! If you go to the martial arts school, you'll learn skills just like Anping's. Then my money won't have been wasted!"

Uncle Zhang Dacai patted his son on the head.

Faced with everyone's comments, Wang Anping responded with a smile.

He loves seeing the smiling faces of his family, who all love him.

"Father, Mother, Grandpa, please bear with me for a while."

Once I break through to a higher level, I'll buy a house in the city and start some businesses.

"Then you should all go live in the city and experience city life!"

Wang Anping didn't know how much strength he needed to establish himself in the county town, but if he didn't have enough obvious strength, he would use hidden strength!

If internal strength isn't enough, then internal strength will! As long as he works hard to improve his proficiency, he believes that these levels are just a matter of time before he reaches them!

After saying this, before his parents could even speak, he looked at his two older cousins.

"Brother Fu, Brother Gui. Since you've chosen to get married and have children, that's fine too."

It would be a good thing if Grandpa could have a great-grandson soon, so that our family could continue to grow.

If you still have some interest in martial arts, although I can't teach you the techniques from the martial arts school, I can teach you some ways to strengthen your body and improve your blood circulation later.

Although it's difficult to develop internal energy without proper techniques, it still greatly benefits the body.

The rules must not be passed on lightly. This was a rule that Wang Anping knew from the very first day he entered the martial arts school. Anyone who dared to privately teach the techniques to outsiders was strictly forbidden from doing so.

Once discovered, their limbs will be broken, rendering them useless!

Don't you see, even the lowest-ranking members of those gangs who fight and kill all day long can't just casually learn a single move or two?

However, martial arts skills cannot be taught, but methods for cultivating qi and blood can be used.

Upon hearing his words, his two cousins' eyes lit up, and they said in unison:

"good!"

At this moment, the father finally had a chance to speak: "Anping, don't put too much pressure on yourself. We don't want anything in the city."

"This land was built up by our ancestors through generations of hard work; we can't bear to lose it!"