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

In the southeast corner of the martial arts training ground, there was a small house where Chen Chaoming was drinking tea.

Seeing Yang Fang lead Wang Anping in, he stood up and said:

"The upcoming arena match is crucial; the three of you must give it your all."

If you get first place, you'll be eligible to participate in the martial arts exam!

I won't go into the benefits, but you absolutely must take advantage of them!

After saying that, he paused and continued:

"I called you all here today, and also to let you witness something."

"In January next year, Cui Ting and Tian Yang will officially get married. After the tournament ends, you will be responsible for sending out the invitations to various places."

Inside the room, almost all the direct disciples were present, including the eldest disciple, Fei Tianyang, Chen Cuiting, and others.

Hearing her master's words, Chen Cuiting's face lit up with joy, and she looked up at the young man in brocade standing beside her. Fei Tianyang, on the other hand, remained expressionless, as if he had a blank face.

Senior Brother Chen Zhiyang's expression changed slightly, but it was fleeting.

It was as if he had accepted the fact, and therefore was no longer angry.

Chen Zhiyang spoke first: "Yes, I will obey your orders."

The others echoed in unison, "We will obey our master's orders."

Wang Anping knew why the matter scheduled for January of next year needed to be communicated now: because these days, the mountains are high and the roads are long, and transportation is inconvenient.

The martial arts school has connections everywhere. Even just the counties in Yizhou Prefecture, the nearest one, Longli County, takes seven or eight days to travel back and forth.

The journey to Jingzhou and Ningzhou, which are even further away, takes more than half a month round trip.

After the tournament ends, I'll head out to notify everyone. I estimate it will be the end of December by the time I finish sending out the invitations.

The guests received their invitations and were ready to depart; the timing was just right.

Wang Anping had some reservations about this. If he were to deliver the invitations, wouldn't that be a waste of his martial arts training time?

However, if I don't go, since I am a direct disciple... I can only find a place nearby to avoid delaying my martial arts training.

"Alright, everyone, get out of here. We need to prepare for the lottery."

Having finished speaking, Master Chen Chaoming dismissed the crowd, and Wang Anping walked outside.

But when he turned around, he saw that Shu Hao and Fei Tianyang had not left, as if they had something to tell them separately.

"What are you looking at, junior brother?" Chen Zhiyang walked over to him and asked.

Wang Anping shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

"Master must win the first place in this competition. There is a high probability that Shu Hao and you will become stepping stones for Fei Tianyang."

The draw will likely assign you a strong opponent, allowing you to wear them down.

Upon hearing Chen Zhiyang's words, Wang Anping blinked, his expression remaining unchanged.

He wasn't surprised by this. Of the sixteen internal strength martial artists from the four families and three schools, some families only managed to gather two.

With so many people needing to determine the final winner within a single day, the physical exertion on everyone is immense.

It's reasonable for Chen Chaoming to use his inferior horse to wear down the superior horse if he wants to take first place.

But in his opinion, this was not enough. Fei Tianyang had close ties with the Fei family, the county magistrate, and he thought that the other party would also help push things along.

"Is that so? It's alright. I can't get first place anyway, but I can still pave the way for Senior Brother Fei."

Wang Anping smiled. Although he said that, he had already made up his mind.

He must go all out in this competition to try and get the chance to participate in the martial arts exam!

"Hey, I don't know if you're pretending to be stupid or you really are. Alright, go draw your lots."

Chen Zhiyang smiled. Sometimes he felt that Wang Anping was silly, but other times he felt that the other party was very smart.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother." Wang Anping cupped his hands in thanks and walked toward the arena.

The entire school's martial arts arena was packed with people, with the number of onlookers increasing three to four times compared to the previous two days!

You have to understand that the only visible ceiling in the entire county right now is hidden strength; in the eyes of these people, hidden strength is everything!

Such an opportunity to witness masters of internal energy fighting is a rare one, perhaps only a few times in a lifetime!

So almost every family that wasn't struggling financially came.

Men, women, young and old, all stared wide-eyed, waiting for it to begin.

Wang Anping walked to the rest area and quietly took out the century-old ginseng from his pocket, handing it to Zhang Cheng. This was his trump card.

Today, we'll fight to the very end. Qi, blood, and physical strength are all crucial, and this ginseng will play a significant role in that!

"Take this, give it to me when I need it later, but don't let anyone find out."

Zhang Cheng nodded solemnly, without a trace of doubt.

Fei Tianyang and Shu Hao didn't arrive until the drawing of lots began.

It was at this moment that Chen Chaoming walked up to the stands.

With a casual glance, he seemed to see a small pill between Shu Hao's fingers.

Just as he was wondering what it was, the person holding the bamboo tube on the stage spoke.

"The drawing of lots begins! Please come up to the stage immediately to draw lots." The speaker's voice was extremely loud, indicating that he was at least a martial artist who had achieved the Great Perfection of Ming Jin.

Upon hearing his voice, the crowd began to walk onto the stage one after another.

Wang Anping followed in the group and walked towards the other party.

He quickly received a bamboo skewer: "Number 11?"

He turned his head and looked at the people around him. Who could his opponent be?

After the draw, everyone returned to their respective formations.

The Liu, Chen, Li, and Fei families, as well as the Sun-style Martial Arts School, Longyuan Martial Arts School, and Chen-style Martial Arts School, each have their own areas.

There are ten arenas in total, and sixteen participants in total, each matched with an opponent according to their assigned number.

At the same time, they begin their own matches, and the winners continue to draw lots to wait for the first round to end so that they can be matched with opponents, and so on.

一共是16进8，8进4，4进2，最后得出获胜者。

On a table in the stands, 1,200 taels of silver were piled up like a small mountain.

A sign and a document were placed to the side; they were proof of participation in the martial arts examination.

When the winner is determined, the other person's name will be written down on the spot by the county magistrate.

"Number 1 against Number 16, first arena. Number 2 against Number 15, second arena..." The martial artist announced the numbers and arenas, and the participants found their corresponding arenas according to their numbers.

Wang Anping checked his number: number 11 against number 6, in ring number 6.

He glanced at his position, then got up and walked toward ring number six.

Behind him, Zhang Cheng and his uncle Zhang Dacai saw him get up to prepare for the competition and quickly cheered him on.

"Anping, keep going!"

"I believe you can take first place! Go for it! Beat them!"

The two men looked excited, as if they were the ones competing themselves.

"Keep it up, junior."

"be safe."

The eldest brother and his small group, including Fang Yu, Yang Fang, and Yang Jinji, also spoke up.

"Your opponent is Zhang Zhufeng from Longyuan Martial Arts School, who just broke through to the mid-stage of Dark Force a few days ago."

"You've been a disciple for exactly three years, broken through to the inner strength level in about a year, and mastered Tongbei Quan. You're a formidable opponent; be careful."

Chen Zhiyang looked at the person who had already walked onto the stage and analyzed his opponent for Wang Anping.

The opponent is at the mid-stage of internal strength and has just completed three years of apprenticeship, which meets the requirements of the competition rules.

Hearing his senior's words, Wang Anping nodded: "Thank you, senior."

After saying that, he walked towards the arena. He knew that Longyuan Martial Arts School practiced Tongbei Quan, which was known for its imitation of ape form and its emphasis on cold, explosive, and crisp power.

Xingyiquan, on the other hand, manifests its power externally through the limbs, with its strength resembling a cannonball (whole-body power), flowing from the feet to the legs to the waist, segment by segment, emphasizing the penetrating power of the whole body.

"Mid-stage Dark Strength, mastery of Tongbei Fist! Master really did arrange a good opponent for me!"

As he stepped onto the ring, Fei Tianyang and Shu Hao each found their own opponents.

Fei Tianyang fought against a Liu family member at the early stage of internal strength, while Shu Hao faced a Sun family martial arts school member at the middle stage of internal strength.

Of the three, Fei Tianyang's opponent was the weakest.

Seeing this, Wang Anping secretly sighed that Chen Chaoming was indeed capable, able to pull off underhanded tactics even in full view of everyone.