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

Late night

There was no one else in sight on the training ground, and Wang Anping was already soaked in sweat and starving.

After finishing his work and letting out a long sigh, he opened the control panel.

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

[Host: Wang Anping]

Age: 17

[Skills (Five Elements Stance 12/100, not yet initiating power) (Five Animal Fist 40/100, not yet initiating power)]

[Martial arts realm: not yet strong]

"It was 30 earlier, but I practiced for about five hours today, doing the Five Animal Fist ten times, which increased my points by 10! If I could practice twenty times a day!"

Thinking of this, Wang Anping's originally happy face showed a look of disappointment. Even though he could endure the hardship and practice all day long.

But his body couldn't take it! You can't gain proficiency just by practicing fake moves; he needs to practice seriously every time, engaging all the muscles in his body for each move.

This is a very physically and mentally taxing activity. If you want to practice for ten or twenty hours a day, you have to take medicinal diet every day.

However, even the cheapest medicinal diet costs one or two taels of silver, while he only has five taels of silver a month, and he has to pay for food with that money.

"Alas, it's all because of poverty! If I don't take the medicinal diet, I can probably only practice twenty times a day, which means I can only get a maximum of twenty points of proficiency per day."

I'm at forty points now, which means I'm still sixty points short. Does that mean I'll reach the "energy level" in three days? Sure! Let's get to the "energy level" first!

Having accumulated three months' worth of experience in the original body, it still takes three more days to reach the level of mastery. This progress is nowhere near that of a true genius, but what can be done? This is already a pretty good result.

Wang Anping shook his head, no longer thinking about these questions. He left the training ground and walked through an archway to the dormitory area.

The dormitory area was specially provided by the martial arts school for apprentices from the countryside who came to learn from the master, and they were paid one tael of silver per month.

There was a well in the middle of the courtyard. Wang Anping was soaked to the bone and his body was burning hot from just finishing his martial arts practice. He used a bucket to fetch some water to wash up before finding his room by relying on his memory.

Squeak~

The room had a shared sleeping platform, with seven people already lying on it, and one empty seat in the middle.

As far as he could remember, this was Wang Anping's bunk. He wiped himself clean and climbed up.

He had just lain down when he turned his head and saw a face with a pointed snout and monkey-like features. It was Yang Wu, the man who had come to warn Wang Anping during the day.

"Why is it this guy? Disgusting!"

Helpless, he could only turn his head away.

.......

next morning

The sun had just risen when Wang Anping was already standing on the training ground.

"I didn't expect someone to arrive before me?" A shirtless boy, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, was standing on the field.

From the original owner's memories, it is known that this person came from Heishan Village, not far from Wangjiawan, and like him, was supported by several generations.

The other person's natural talent was average, but they were very hardworking, waking up earliest and going to bed latest. Even with average talent, they were still well-liked by their teachers and elders.

"Tsk tsk, there's no harm in comparison."

Wang Anping thought of the original owner of this body, who also came from a poor background, so why didn't he know how to be ambitious?

After making a brief complaint, he didn't dwell on it and began practicing the Five Animal Frolics.

An hour later, the number of people in the training ground gradually increased, and many faces that were not seen on ordinary days appeared.

These people didn't practice martial arts; instead, they stood in rows, as if someone was coming to speak.

[Five Animal Fist 42/100 Not Yet Entering the Stage of Power]

After glancing at the data panel, Wang Anping stopped his drill, casually looked at a disciple beside him, and asked curiously:

"Senior brother, I went home on some business the other day. I wonder what's going on today? Why are so many people gathered here?"

The person he spoke to was a boy of about eighteen or nineteen, dressed a little better, and didn't seem to come from a poor family.

Upon hearing his words, the other person glanced at him and said, "The head of the academy returned from the prefectural city today, saying he had something to inform you of. He was notified a few days ago."

After saying that, the other person took a few steps forward, as if they didn't want to continue talking to him.

"Master? Something to inform you? If the Master himself is going to notify you, what could it be?" Wang Anping's face showed a thoughtful expression.

Chen's Martial Arts School is arguably the strongest of the three martial arts schools in the entire county, boasting a large number of disciples who will teach for any price.

Moreover, the master of the martial arts school, Chen Chaoyang, is the only master of the late stage of internal strength in the entire county.

In the original owner's memories, there were many levels of martial arts.

The first step is to develop internal strength. As long as you are willing to pay for martial arts training and are diligent, you can basically develop internal strength.

But the prerequisite is that your family can come up with twenty taels of silver!

After entering the field comes manifesting strength, which is completely different from entering the field. It cannot be solved by hard work alone.

From initial strength (入劲) to apparent strength (明劲) to hidden strength (暗劲), each advancement requires mobilizing the body's energy and blood to overcome obstacles; only by successfully overcoming these obstacles can one advance to the next level.

The process of breaking through the barrier is extremely dangerous, and the success rate is very low. Out of thousands of people who enter the Jin level, only about ten can successfully reach the Ming Jin level.

As for the transition from Ming Jin to An Jin, it goes without saying. In a county with a population of over a million, there are fewer than ten masters of An Jin. You can imagine how difficult it is!

Just as Wang Anping was deep in thought, four or five people walked in from outside the training ground, walking with an air of arrogance.

Disciples with poor aptitude and low cultivation levels would voluntarily give way to these people, for fear of getting involved with them.

Wang Anping turned his head and looked at them. He recognized these people: members of the Liu family branch in the county, Liu Qiang, and his gang of underlings.

Seeing that these people were heading in his direction, he quickly stepped forward and blended into the crowd.

He didn't want to put on a show of bravado only to be humiliated, or experience a dramatic reversal of fortunes over the course of thirty years.

If he has the ability, he'll kill the other person with one punch; making threats out of boredom isn't his style.

The training ground was bustling with noise and chaos, with people from all walks of life clearly separated.

A dozen minutes later, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe, resembling Guan Yu, and with a strong and powerful physique appeared on the high platform at the very front of the training ground.

Behind him followed thirteen young men dressed in various styles.

Wang Anping recognized at a glance that the leader was the master of the school, Chen Chaoyang, and behind him were thirteen personal disciples, the weakest of whom were all at the Ming Jin level.

Normally, these apprentices who pay tuition are taught by direct disciples at the Ming Jin level.

Only those with exceptional talent or a chance to break through to the Ming Jin level are invited to the inner sect, where they will be taught by the most powerful senior disciple at the An Jin level.

As for receiving personal instruction from the master, one must be accepted as a disciple to receive this treatment.

"quiet!"

A man dressed in black brocade robes walked out from behind Chen Chaoyang. This was Wang Hucheng, the ninth senior brother, who was one of the personal disciples in charge of teaching the apprentices.

A voice carrying the roar of a tiger rang out, and the fifty-odd self-funded apprentices and more than ten inner disciples in the martial arts arena fell silent instantly.

"Master, that's enough." Wang Hucheng respectfully looked at Chen Chaoming's back.

"Um."

Chen Chaoming nodded in acknowledgment, then looked at the disciples in the training ground and slowly began to speak.

"..."