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

In his view, Wang Anping was destined to lose this battle. Rather than staying and watching Chen's Martial Arts School completely lose its hope of winning the championship, he would rather go back and see his future son-in-law.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Chaoming turned and left, with several disciples silently following behind, their backs exuding a sense of desolation.

"Thank you for your concern, Master." Wang Anping clasped his hands in a fist salute and watched Chen Chaoming leave.

"Anping, be very careful! That guy is ruthless, don't try to fight him head-on!" Only then did Zhang Cheng have a chance to squeeze closer.

"Don't worry." Wang Anping grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his eyes brimming with youthful vigor.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the setting sun cast its golden-red glow on the arena of the martial arts school.

The setting sun on the mountaintop teetered precariously, and the sky gradually darkened.

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"Within ten moves." Liu Hanjiang said calmly, without looking to the side, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

The crowd remained enthusiastic, with many daughters of wealthy families watching intently, as well as members of small business associations.

"......"

Wang Anping stood opposite them, silent. He didn't understand why these people always liked to make threats. Weren't they afraid of being proven wrong?

"start!"

Chen Jinghua, standing on the stage, spoke, saying that this decisive battle deserved his personal involvement.

Liu Hanjiang let out a low shout, his figure darting out like a ghost. His Bagua Walking Steps made the blue bricks of the arena creak softly. He touched the southwest with his left foot and the northeast with his right foot, instantly circling around to Wang Anping's side.

With palms swirling like butterflies, hissing and breaking the wind, a move of Cloud Hands Entangling Silk Locks Wang Anping's right arm, shoulder, and neck.

The fluid and dynamic energy of Dacheng Baguazhang enveloped them layer by layer, sealing off all space for evasion.

The audience held their breath instantly, and the young ladies covered their mouths in surprise, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Seeing this, Wang Anping planted his feet on the ground and activated the Five Elements Stance.

His calf muscles were taut as iron, and his blood and qi surged like waves, as if he was preparing to tough it out!

His gaze was fixed on the opening in Liu Hanjiang's shoulder and neck. He concentrated his Xingyi strength into his right fist and used Baguazhang's heavy entangling strike, but instead used force to break through the circle! He raised his hand and delivered a Bengquan (crushing fist) straight to the center!

Chen Zhiyang urgently urged from below the stage, "Junior brother, stay calm and don't let him disrupt your rhythm!"

Upon seeing this, Liu Hanjiang abruptly changed his move, switching from Cloud Hands to Piercing Palm.

His right palm, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, flashed with a cold light at his fingertips, aiming straight for Wang Anping's vital point in the heart.

Wang Anping neither dodged nor avoided, but stepped forward with his left foot, making his stance even more stable.

His right fist, scalding with hot blood and qi, its surface flushed a pale red, collided violently with Liu Hanjiang's palm.

boom!

The deafening roar caused cracks to spread across the blue bricks of the arena, and the shockwave sent dust flying everywhere. Gasps of surprise rose and fell from the audience, and some people even instinctively took a half-step back.

The scalding energy surged from Liu Hanjiang's palm bone to his forearm, dissipating the hidden force. Using the recoil, Liu Hanjiang spun around and retreated three feet, his body swaying slightly as his toes touched the ground.

Before he could even regain his footing, he closed in again, his left palm slashing across Wang Anping's knee and his right palm striking straight at his face, the interplay of palm strikes a series of cunning and deadly moves.

Wang Anping lowered his waist and gathered his energy, his chopping fist like a mountain-splitting axe and his cannon fist like a thunderclap.

His fists moved so tightly they were impenetrable, their powerful force forming a semi-transparent barrier that deflected all the palm strikes.

Sparks flew as his palms and fists collided, and he fought steadily with his stance training, each punch carrying a sense of heavy energy.

This forced Liu Hanjiang to only probe and test the waters, not daring to engage in a prolonged confrontation.

"Ten moves have passed, and you only have the strength to put up a fight!" Liu Hanjiang said urgently. He was a little panicked, as he hadn't been able to defeat his opponent in ten moves!

Seeing that the other party did not respond, he suddenly accelerated his pace, his figure creating three afterimages, and his palm wind became even more fierce.

At this moment, the medicinal power of ginseng in Wang Anping's body was still surging, and his blood and qi were flowing continuously to his limbs.

Taking advantage of the three illusory figures closing in at the same time, Wang Anping suddenly changed his move!

Wang Anping subdued the fierce and powerful style of Xingyi Quan, and instead utilized the agility of the Eagle Claw technique from the Five Animal Fist.

He slightly lowered his left shoulder to avoid the illusory figure in front of him, and his left hand reached out like an eagle's claw, his fingertips gripping with a sharp force, precisely seizing Liu Hanjiang's wrist.

Caught off guard, Liu Hanjiang felt his wrist pulse locked tightly, his energy stagnate, and as he struggled, he saw Wang Anping's right fist already at his brow, the force of the punch causing him pain in his eyes and brows.

He quickly lowered his shoulders and shrank his neck, narrowly dodging the punch, and then struck Wang Anping in the abdomen with his palm.

Wang Anping was prepared. He exerted his power with the Five Elements Stance without moving his body. He slightly tucked in his lower abdomen to dissipate most of the hidden force. At the same time, he slammed his elbow down, hitting Liu Hanjiang's shoulder with a thud, which made the audience's teeth ache.

Liu Hanjiang felt a numbness in his shoulders and staggered back two steps, his rhythm disrupted for the first time.

Chief Liu's expression changed drastically, and he leaned forward abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Wang Anping's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He seized the opportunity to charge forward, gathering all his blood and energy into his fists. He unleashed a series of three punches: chopping, collapsing, and cannoning. The force of his punches swept out like a tsunami, completely blocking Liu Hanjiang's retreat.

Liu Hanjiang's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected his opponent to be so strong! He rapidly moved his palms, using the Bagua Palm defensive technique, Three Rings Encircling the Moon, with layers of palm shadows forming a shield.

Loud bangs echoed continuously, the blue bricks of the arena were blown about by the shockwaves, and some of the debris even hit the audience below, causing a commotion.

The crowd below held their breath, even Chen Jinghua leaned forward slightly, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his eyes fixed on the ring, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Liu Hanjiang's quick and decisive fighting style was inherently impractical. After dozens of rounds, his internal energy gradually depleted, his footwork slowed down, his palm strikes became less fluid, and his weaknesses were frequently exposed.

In contrast, Wang Anping's blood and energy remained surging, and each punch was more powerful than before. The strength of Xingyi Quan was mixed with the agility of Wuqin Quan, making each move deadly.

"Impossible! How can you have inexhaustible blood and qi?" Liu Hanjiang shouted fiercely, his eyes flashing with madness. He added three more points of ferocity to his palm strike, intending to exchange injuries for injuries and perish together.

Wang Anping remained unmoved, firmly planted his left foot on the Five Elements Stance, and thrust forward with his right foot like a nail.

With his fists twisted together, he unleashed the most domineering chopping fist of Xingyi Quan, channeling all his energy and strength into his fist and striking straight at Liu Hanjiang's head!

This punch was fast and powerful, its force locking onto Liu Hanjiang's entire body, leaving him no way to avoid it!

Liu Hanjiang's face was deathly pale. He crossed his hands above his head, gathering all his remaining internal energy.

"Crack!" The crisp sound of bone breaking was extremely piercing. Liu Hanjiang's palms were in excruciating pain, and his internal energy instantly dissipated.

The force of the impact forced him to his knees, his knee shattering the bricks as it struck the ground. Blood gushed from his mouth, splattering across the ground in front of him, and his metacarpal bones were broken.

He looked up at Wang Anping, his eyes filled with resentment. He struggled to get up, but found that all his strength had been drained and he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.

A moment of deathly silence fell over the audience, broken only by the sound of the evening wind swirling through the dust. Everyone froze in place, their faces filled with astonishment.

A moment later, the training ground erupted in thunderous cheers!

Zhang Cheng and his son jumped and roared Wang Anping's name, their voices hoarse but excited.

Chen Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with ecstasy.

The museum owners looked grave and whispered amongst themselves.

Chief Liu's face was ashen, his knuckles clenched so tightly they cracked, he gritted his teeth but was helpless.

Chen Jinghua slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over the boiling crowd and Wang Anping on the stage. Despite his deep resentment, he could only loudly announce:

"Wang Anping of Chen's Martial Arts School wins! He has earned the qualification for martial arts training!"

At the same time, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the audience, and countless wealthy young ladies and business people inquired about everything related to Wang Anping.

At this moment, Zhang Dacai raised his head. Although this wasn't his son, a nephew was still a son, and he was proud! He felt honored!