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

next morning

Wang Anping arrived at the martial arts school early; today was the first day of the ring competition.

Basically, all the disciples, whether they are participating in the competition or not, have to come to the gathering.

Wang Anping knew a bit about the entire competition process: the disciples who had entered the inner strength stage competed first, followed by the disciples who had entered the outer strength stage, and finally the disciples who had entered the inner strength stage.

It will last for three days, with the winner of each realm determined each day.

The highest level of skill in internal strength is the most prestigious, and the rewards are the greatest.

He led Zhang Cheng into the martial arts school, where the surrounding disciples all greeted him respectfully.

When he was at the Ming Jin realm, some children from wealthy families might have looked down on him.

However, since everyone learned about his breakthrough to the Dark Force level in the past few days, no one in the entire martial arts school dared to underestimate him anymore.

Wang Anping nodded in response to the greetings from his disciples.

"Tsk, the opportunity for those of us who started at the same time is gone." He sighed as he looked at these new faces.

You can learn martial arts as long as you have money; anyone can master it with effort.

But what good is achieving internal strength? Without achieving true internal strength, one is destined for a life of toil.

Without reaching the Ming Jin level, these disciples can only stay at the martial arts school for a maximum of six months.

They will leave if they fail to gain entry or see no hope of success, because they have to give back to their families.

"Junior brother, Master is calling you."

Yang Fang hurried over from a distance and spoke to Wang Anping.

"Master? Thank you, Senior Sister."

After thanking Zhang Cheng and saying goodbye, Wang Anping walked towards the backyard.

In the backyard, a group of senior students were gathered, but they were clearly divided into two groups.

Chen Zhiyang and a few others stood in one group, while Fei Tianyang and a few others stood in another group.

As for his master, he hadn't appeared yet. Seeing Wang Anping walk in, Chen Zhiyang quickly waved to him.

Seeing this, he didn't think too much about it. After all, he didn't know many of the disciples well, so he might as well go and inquire about the situation.

"Senior brother, why is everyone gathered here?" He looked at Chen Zhiyang. Shouldn't they all be gathered at the outer courtyard's martial arts arena, ready to depart?

"The rules of the arena competition have been changed. Each martial arts school will send ten people to enter the strength level, five people to enter the light strength level, and three people to enter the dark strength level."

Furthermore, these disciples cannot have been enrolled in the martial arts school for more than three years and cannot be more than twenty-five years old.

Everyone's waiting for the coach to announce the participants.

Chen Zhiyang answered carefully.

"It's changed to this?" Wang Anping was somewhat surprised, but then he thought about it and realized that it was actually reasonable.

If there were no age limit or time limit for becoming an apprentice, then those who have just entered the realm of internal strength wouldn't even need to participate.

Each family can choose one of their strongest disciples—either those with the initial strength, the manifest strength, or the hidden strength—to compete.

In fact, the current rules are a better indicator of the strength of a martial arts school or family. Applicants must be under 25 years old or have been a member of the school for no more than three years.

This rule is good. If your family doesn't have a martial artist with the required internal strength, doesn't that just mean your family is no good? Is there any point in participating?

"Yes, not only that, the reward has also been increased this time, with the winner receiving three hundred taels of silver."

The winner of the Mingjin competition will receive five hundred taels of silver, plus a chance to become the head constable of the county!

As for the winner of the hidden strength competition, they will receive one thousand taels of silver and a chance to represent the county in the prefectural capital for the martial arts examination next spring!

Martial Arts?

Wang Anping's face showed surprise. Wasn't the martial arts exam canceled? Now it's back? And wasn't it supposed to be open to everyone? Why is a recommendation required?

"Wasn't the martial arts exam canceled?" he asked Chen Zhiyang, puzzled.

Chen Zhiyang smiled calmly and continued:

"This is not the kind of thing we used to do. This was specially set up by His Majesty in conjunction with the major sects of the world."

It was specifically organized to gather all the geniuses in the world, with the aim of cultivating more experts to serve the country.

Anyone who is able to participate in the prefectural or state examinations can choose to join a local sect.

Anyone who can successfully rank among the top three in the prefectural examination can directly enter the capital and become a disciple of the Royal Martial Arts Academy!

This is a real opportunity! Even if we don't get to meet the Emperor, just successfully joining one of those sects would change our entire future.

To conserve resources, each county has only one quota for Dark Strength training; this information was only received yesterday.

Therefore, this martial arts competition was held incidentally as a friendly sparring match, and the final martial arts spot was also decided at the same time.

These words stunned Wang Anping; he never expected things to develop this way.

A sect! The martial arts academy in the capital—who wouldn't yearn for it!

"Sigh, I just don't fit the age description, what a pity~"

Chen Zhiyang sighed, looking heartbroken.

But it only lasted a moment. After sighing, his expression changed, and he said with a smile:

"There are four people in our martial arts school who meet this standard for internal strength: you, Fei Tianyang, Lao Wu, and Lao Qi."

"I strongly recommended you to participate yesterday, don't forget that favor." As he said this, he laughed even more unrestrainedly.

Fifth Senior Brother and Seventh Senior Brother? Wang Anping turned his head and saw the two of them standing around Fei Tianyang, whispering to each other.

Seeing this, he understood why Chen Zhiyang had recommended him to participate.

If I really win first place, I'll owe him a favor.

Even if I don't win first place, I can at least snatch one of Fei Tianyang's spots.

What a clever scheme! Too bad I'm not that stupid; I'm not going to be grateful for being used.

"Senior brother overestimates me. With my strength, I probably wouldn't be of much use. Let's wait for Master's arrangements."

He smiled at Chen Zhiyang, appearing somewhat modest, but the meaning behind his words was very clear.

Everything is up to your master's arrangement; anything your master arranges is not considered a favor.

"Just know you're not good enough! Just watch from the sidelines and don't go up there and embarrass yourself!"

Seventh Senior Brother Zhang Feng turned to look at him, his face revealing displeasure.

He heard everything the two of them said: there were three spots in total.

Fifth Senior Brother Shu Hao has been practicing Dark Force for over a year, and Fei Tianyang is the designated son-in-law; these two are 100% guaranteed to participate.

Wouldn't the remaining spot be decided between him and Wang Anping?

So when he heard his senior brother recommend the other person, he already harbored resentment in his heart!

This was a chance to get close to the emperor or become a disciple of a sect, something he dreamed of!

Hearing this, Wang Anping also got angry. He couldn't understand why there were so many talkative people in the world.

He still had a smile on his face: "Seventh Senior Brother is really considerate, not letting me go up and embarrass myself. Are you planning to go up and embarrass yourself?"

"What are you all doing? Quiet down!"

Master Chen Chaoming came out of the house with two pieces of paper in his hand. He had only learned about the rule change last night.

So he was inside choosing who would participate in the competition, and as soon as he came out, he noticed that the atmosphere among the group was off.

He stopped him with a shout and looked at Chen Zhiyang: "Ayang, go to the inner courtyard and announce the list of participating disciples."

"Yes, Master!" Chen Zhiyang respectfully stepped forward and took the list of disciples who had entered the realm of Qi.

"Stand still! There are five from Mingjin this time: Yang Fang, Fang Yu, Yang Jinji..."

After reading the list of Ming Jin disciples, he looked at Fei Tianyang, and then at his fifth and seventh senior brothers.