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

The morning of the third day

"You good-for-nothing! How could the Fei family have such an idiot like you!"

"Brother, stop cursing. I never expected him to disregard the Fei family. My face still hurts."

Four men were sitting at a tea stall not far from the Chen Family Martial Arts School.

Two of them looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, while the other two looked to be twenty-three or twenty-four.

Two young men, around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, were dressed, one in a black short-sleeved shirt and the other in a blue robe.

The man in the blue robe had a sword in front of him and was reprimanding the boy sitting to his left.

The boy had a handprint on his face, and half of his face was swollen beyond recognition.

"Brother Fei, there's no need to scold him. I think it's that person who doesn't know what's good for him. He clearly knew who the two were, yet he still dared to make a move."

"Yeah, brother. I already told him I'm from the Fei family, and he still dared to make a move."

Before Li Chun could even speak, he slapped her away, just like me.

It turned out that the two teenagers were Fei Meng and Li Chun, who had been taught a lesson by Wang Anping at the martial arts school the day before. After returning home, the two lay in bed for two days, getting angrier and angrier as they thought about it.

So they each summoned their eldest brothers from their families, wanting to take revenge.

At first, the two older brothers didn't want to get involved at all, but they couldn't resist the two brothers adding fuel to the fire.

Hearing that a country bumpkin dared to disregard their family, the two men grew increasingly angry and decided to teach the other a lesson.

"Alright, alright, let's continue drinking tea."

Li Chun's older brother is named Li Ping. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and seemed much calmer than Fei Dong, who was constantly scolding his younger brother.

There's no other reason than that Li Chun and he are brothers born of the same mother.

The relationship between Fei Dong and Fei Meng is different; the latter is merely an illegitimate son.

If it weren't for the sake of his family's reputation, he wouldn't want to bother with this kind of trash at all.

"We've been waiting for so long and he still hasn't come out. Is that kid really not going to leave the martial arts school?" Fei Dong picked up his tea and looked towards the martial arts school.

They've been here guarding this place since yesterday, from morning till night every day.

We haven't seen a soul in sight!

"This kid is like a tortoise. Break his legs later and make him bedridden for life, never able to leave the house again."

Li Ping was also getting impatient; he had spent the entire day drinking tea yesterday.

Just as the two were complaining, a figure walked out of the martial arts gym.

It was Wang Anping. Today was the day he had arranged to go to the broker to get the land deed. He got up early and headed towards South Street.

"Brother! It's him." Li Chun, who had been sitting silently to the side, excitedly pointed at Wang Anping's back and said to Li Ping and Fei Dong after seeing him.

Fei Meng, who had just been scolded like a grandson, looked excitedly at his older brother.

"Brother, Brother Li, it's him! We must break his legs so he can never practice martial arts again!"

Fei Dong and Li Ping were both masters of the Ming Jin stage, and in their eyes, dealing with Wang Anping, who had only recently entered the Ming Jin stage, was a piece of cake!

He had already begun to imagine the other person kneeling on the ground begging for mercy!

"There are too many people here! Follow them first, and we'll make our move when we get to a less crowded area." Seeing that Fei Dong was acting like a brute, ready to make a move right at the entrance of the martial arts school.

Having calmed down a bit, Li Ping stopped the other party and gestured for them to find a less crowded place to make their move.

Although they weren't afraid of a martial arts master from a farming family, it was still somewhat arrogant of them to make a move in front of someone else's martial arts school.

The Chen Family Martial Arts School is not one that anyone can mess with.

"Alright! You two follow me, and later we'll make him kneel down and kowtow to you!"

......

Wang Anping walked towards the South Street of the outer city, and soon he saw the broker Zhang Lanhua sitting outside the shop.

Upon seeing him, the other person immediately got up and came to greet him.

"Sir, you've arrived. This is the land deed. From today onwards, that house is yours."

"Hmm, well done."

After taking the land deed, Wang Anping glanced at it, found no problems, and then put it in his pocket.

Looking at the other person's smiling face, he said again, "Thank you."

"Oh, this... you're too kind, sir."

Zhang Lanhua was flattered and surprised. When she went back last time, she specifically asked her nephew, who was practicing martial arts at the martial arts school, about it.

According to the other party, to shatter a large rock with one punch, one must at least be a Ming Jin martial artist.

Mingjin! That's the level of all the constables and head constables in the county!

At the time, she was glad that she hadn't asked for an exorbitant amount, otherwise... tsk, she couldn't even imagine.

Wang Anping glanced at the other person's expression, which seemed a little strange, but didn't think much of it.

Holding the land deed, he walked towards his newly purchased house. Last time, he hadn't noticed what was missing from the house besides the martial arts equipment.

Since we're already out, we might as well go and take a look around, and then we can do our shopping together.

As he walked, he was completely unaware that four figures were following him from a distance.

Cross the main road and walk through two streets.

Wang Anping arrived at his new residence.

It was quiet; all the doors of the houses were tightly shut, and there were no children playing in the street.

This is exactly the kind of environment he likes.

"Brother, that kid went in. I wonder if anyone's inside." Fei Meng squatted in the corner, watching Wang Anping walk into the courtyard.

"I'm not blind!" Fei Dong glanced at the courtyard wall, which wasn't high.

"Brother Li, let's go take a look. If it's just ordinary people in the courtyard, we'll kill them all."

Fei Dong's expression didn't change at all when he said this, as if ordinary people were livestock that could be slaughtered at will in his eyes.

"Okay." Li Ping nodded, without objecting.

The two ran towards the courtyard wall, jumped, and landed steadily on the wall.

The courtyard was deserted; the newly purchased yard hadn't been cleaned and was covered in dust.

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Li Ping waved to Li Chun and Fei Meng, who were squatting in the corner behind the wall.

Fei Meng and Li Chun rushed over, and Fei Dong bent down and reached out to pull them up onto the courtyard wall one after the other.

The four of them tiptoed into the courtyard, keeping their footsteps extremely low.

Fei Dong drew his long sword from his waist, the blade gleaming coldly in the morning light, and walked toward the main house with an aura of killing intent.

Li Ping followed closely behind, his fists clenched in a defensive posture, while Fei Meng and Li Chun shrank back, their eyes scanning the courtyard with panic.

Just as Fei Dong's hand was about to touch the curtain of the main room, a voice came from behind the door.

"Looking for me?"

Wang Anping slowly walked out the door, calmly scanning the four people with no surprise in his eyes.

He had noticed the commotion as soon as the group climbed over the courtyard wall.

At first, he was curious about who they were, but after seeing Fei Meng and Li Chun behind them, he understood what was going on.

Young masters from powerful families are indeed troublesome; once you beat up the younger ones, the older ones will come.

"Boy, today I'll show you who you can't afford to offend!" Seeing that he had been discovered, Fei Dong raised his long sword and pointed it directly at Wang Anping's throat.

Li Ping also stepped forward, unleashing his fully developed internal energy, forming a pincer attack with Fei Dong:

"Wang Anping, surrender now and let us break your legs."

Fei Meng covered his still swollen cheek and shouted venomously.

"Brother, Brother Li, stop wasting your breath on him! Break his legs and make him wish he were dead!"

Wang Anping sneered, his inner strength suddenly erupting: "Break my legs? You're not qualified."

Before he finished speaking, he darted out like a ghost, faster than the four had anticipated.

Fei Dong felt a blur before his eyes and saw Wang Anping standing in front of him.

He hurriedly swung his sword to block, but was so shocked by an extremely concentrated force that his wrist went numb and the sword almost slipped from his hand.

"This power..."

Seeing this, Li Ping's expression changed drastically, and he quickly punched Wang Anping in the back in an attempt to get out of the predicament.

But Wang Anping seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. As he dodged to the side, he delivered a powerful punch to Li Ping's chest.

With a muffled thud, the hidden force pierced through Li Ping's protective energy, causing him to stagger backward. A breath of turbid air rose to his throat, and he spat out blood.

puff!

Taking advantage of the opening, Fei Dong thrust his longsword straight at Wang Anping's waist with fierce momentum.

Wang Anping neither dodged nor evaded; his right hand moved with lightning speed, precisely gripping Fei Dong's sword blade, his inner strength flowing from his fingertips into the blade.

Fei Dong felt a chill spread along the longsword, and his hand holding the sword instantly lost its strength.

With a slight effort, Wang Anping snapped the longsword in two, the broken blade making a crisp sound on the ground.

Taking advantage of an opening, he delivered a powerful punch to Fei Dong's chest, sending him flying backward, blood spurting from his mouth in an arc.

"What...what level of cultivation have you reached?"

Li Ping, lying on the ground, had eyes full of terror and disbelief.