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

"Unorthodox, orthodox? Inferior, middle, or superior? Is there such a concept?" Wang Anping was stunned. This was the first time he had heard of such a concept in all the time since he transmigrated here.

However, he has proficiency, so no matter what level of technique it is, the effect on improving one's realm is the same. But being able to learn higher-level martial arts will definitely greatly improve one's strength.

When he secured this spot in the martial arts examination, he already had plans for the future. At present, the dynasty seemed to be crumbling, and going to the capital to join the Imperial Martial Arts Academy would be of little use.

If I were to join the army later, it would be even more pointless.

A sect is a good option, allowing one to learn martial arts in peace. Ordinary armies and forces will not provoke sects.

Moreover, it was much safer than the imperial court.

After reviewing his plan in his mind, Wang Anping looked at his master standing in front of him, cupped his hands in a fist and palm salute, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Regardless of Chen Chaoming's character, plans, or intentions.

However, he acknowledges the kindness of being taught and will repay the martial arts school and his master if given the opportunity, no matter what the future holds.

"No need to thank me, feel free to ask me questions anytime you have time."

Chen Chaoming smiled, then, as if he had thought of something, continued:

"Do you want to take charge of an industry? Although you have received a thousand taels of silver, you need a lot of resources to break through to the next level of mastery."

Our martial arts school currently owns quite a few businesses; if you'd like, you can take charge of one of them.

Upon hearing Chen Chaoming's words, Wang Anping refused without hesitation. He didn't want to receive too many favors, fearing that one day the other party might do something extraordinary and he wouldn't be able to resist repaying the favor.

"I'll think about it for now, Master. I don't need much money right now. I'll take charge of another business when I need it."

"Okay, then keep practicing. Just remember to come find me if you need anything."

"Take care, Master." Wang Anping cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and watched the other person's figure disappear into the distance.

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Late at night, Wang Anping returned home exhausted. Although it was late, the main house was still brightly lit.

The three courtyards have been divided up. The back courtyard is for myself and my parents. The central courtyard houses the living room, dining room, and kitchen, while the middle courtyard is used for martial arts practice.

My eldest uncle, second uncle, and maternal uncle's family lived in the side rooms on the left and right sides.

The room was perfectly adequate and didn't feel cramped at all.

Gently push open the door, and you'll find Wang Xiaoquan and Zhang Xiufen still awake, sitting in chairs dozing off.

squeak~

The sound of the door opening rang out.

Zhang Xiufen opened her eyes and, upon seeing Wang Anping, quickly stood up: "Son, why are you back so late? Don't work too hard practicing martial arts."

I left some beef in the pot for you; I'll go heat it up for you.

As Zhang Xiufen was speaking, she was about to walk towards the kitchen when Wang Anping saw this and said:

"You guys should go to bed earlier from now on. Don't wait for me; I'll take care of it myself."

"We can't sleep if we don't have work to do, and we have nothing to do when we get up. Let your mother wait if she wants to," Wang Xiaoquan said at this moment.

Upon hearing his words, Wang Anping nodded without saying anything further.

Soon a large pot of beef was brought over, and Wang Anping began to eat heartily.

It has to be said that this mother's cooking skills are excellent, much better than what he makes himself.

"Eat more, don't go hungry."

Zhang Xiufen sat to the side, watching Wang Anping eat, and urging him to eat more.

Time flew by, and after finishing his beef, Wang Anping returned to his room to rest.

The next morning.

As soon as Wang Anping stepped out of the room, he ran into his two cousins, Wang Anquan and Wang Anxin, who seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

Upon seeing him come out, his eldest cousin quickly stepped forward: "Anping, do you have time to give us some pointers on our swordsmanship? It seems like we haven't improved no matter how much we practice lately."

"Besides, there's no private place at home right now, and it's not very convenient to practice martial arts. Wang Anquan and I are planning to go back home. Is it okay if we come over occasionally?"

Wang Anxin quickly nodded in agreement, her eyes full of approval: "Yes, Anping, I always feel restricted in the city. It's not as comfortable as my hometown, where I can practice martial arts more freely."

Upon seeing this, Wang Anping realized that he had indeed overlooked this issue.

He quickly said, "No need to go back. Now that you don't have to do farm work, you should focus on practicing martial arts."

You can practice this sword technique openly now. I'll teach you when I come back from washing up.

"Really? You can really practice in the yard?" The two brothers looked on incredulously.

Previously, Wang Anping had repeatedly instructed that this set of sword techniques was a secret and should not be known to outsiders, not even his own wife. Now, however, he was able to practice it openly.

Wang Anping nodded: "Okay, you can practice as much as you want, just don't go out and cause trouble."

Now that the Liu family has guessed that the Four Seas Gang is related to him, they are preparing to intercept and kill him.

Then there's no need to keep hiding it. As long as my two cousins ​​practice and don't go out and cause trouble, that's fine.

A few minutes later, he came to stand in the courtyard with a knife in his hand.

His two cousins ​​stood behind him, while their wives and grandfathers sat under the eaves watching.

"Have you two gotten the hang of it yet?"

He first asked, as he didn't really know the progress of his two cousins.

"not yet."

"I don't have that either; it always feels a bit awkward."

Hearing what the two said, he nodded: "From now on, you can practice martial arts in the yard every day when you have nothing to do. Now that you don't have to farm, you have more free time."

Wang Anping raised his hand and weighed the fine iron knife in his hand, then said in a deep voice:

"The Eight Blades of Breaking the Edge that you are practicing is fierce, direct, and deadly in every move."

The reason you're not making progress isn't the technique itself, but rather your excessive focus on brute force. You're trapped by the sheer power of the swordsmanship, falling into a lower level.

Having said that, he took a light step, his figure suddenly becoming as still as a pine tree, and he twirled the fine iron knife in his hand, creating a tight and neat sword flower.

The sound of it cutting through the air was short and powerful, fully demonstrating the killing intent of the Eight Blades of Breaking Edge.

"Watch closely, the first move is Mountain Splitting. Although it is a powerful chopping motion, it is not a brute force smash."

Using the wrist rotation to generate power, the blade remains taut and steady, the energy flowing along the edge, and the strike must be quick, accurate, and stable.

Wang Anping swung his sword down, the blade slicing swiftly across the ground, stirring up only a fine dust, without the slightest hesitation, demonstrating the crispness of the Eight Blades of Breaking the Edge.

He sheathed his sword, shifted his stance, and turned to look at the two brothers:

"You guys try it once. Remember, don't tense your arms. The Eight Cuts of Breaking the Edge emphasizes the combination of strength and softness."

The energy should be drawn from the dantian to the shoulders and neck, then flow down the arm and into the blade. It is crucial to avoid concentrating the energy in the palm, otherwise the movements will become stiff and lack the agility needed for combat.

Wang Anquan stepped forward first, set up the starting stance of the Eight-Sword Mountain-Splitting Style, and swung his sword to strike.

But the blade trembled slightly as soon as it passed mid-air due to the excessive force, and it even deviated from its direction when it fell.

"No, it's still awkward. I want to be forceful but I can't control my strength."

He scratched his head, looking frustrated.

Wang Anping stepped forward and reached out to press down on his wrist.

With a flick of his fingertips, a wisp of energy seeped into his forearm along his meridians:

"Follow my energy flow, feel its path through the meridians, and relax your wrists."

It's not about using arm strength to propel the blade, but about using internal energy to guide its momentum. The fierce power of splitting a mountain must be concealed within the steady strength of this internal energy, not brute force.

He grasped Wang Anquan's hand and swung his sword again. This time, the sound of the blade cutting through the air was deep and powerful.

As it falls, it precisely severs the pre-set grass stems, fully demonstrating the essence of the Eight-Sword Breaking Technique, which combines strength and flexibility.

Wang Anquan's eyes lit up, and he quickly withdrew his hand to practice on his own.

Although there was still some hesitation, it was much smoother than before, and the sword movements were less stiff and more crisp, as one would expect from the Eight-Sword Breaking Strike.

Wang Anxin also stepped forward to try it out, and Wang Anping gave him pointers, pointing out that he lacked power from his waist and abdomen, and that there was a disconnect between his energy and his swordplay.

"The Eight-Sword Breaking Technique emphasizes the waist as the axis and the arm as the pole. Only by sinking the waist and rotating the hips can the power be sent far enough. If you only rely on your arm to swing the sword, you will naturally not be able to master the essence."

He then instructed him to deliberately lower his waist, connect the strength of his waist and abdomen with the power of his arms, and try to chop again. Sure enough, his sword strike was much more stable.

Half an hour later, the two brothers had already grasped the essence of the Eight Blades of Breaking the Edge.

His sword-wielding movements became increasingly fluid. Although his strength was weak, it was steadily concentrated on the blade. His chopping, slashing, and cutting techniques all showed discipline, no longer the brute force of the past.

Seeing this, Wang Anping then taught him the next two moves of the Eight-Sword Breaking Technique: Wrist Wrapping and Armor Breaking, and instructed him:

"The wrist-wrapping technique requires deflecting force. When encountering an enemy's blade, you can use the force to wrap around and lock the enemy's weapon, and then counterattack."

The Armor-Piercing Strike is a charged attack, where the energy is concentrated on the back of the blade, specifically designed to break through leather armor and thick shields, perfectly suited to the needs of battlefield combat.

"Practice the moves and refine your stance for one hour each day, and then spend half an hour figuring out the flow of energy. In less than a month, you will definitely be able to master the technique and solidify these two forms."

"Thank you, Anping!" The two brothers sheathed their swords and bowed, their faces full of joy.

The bottleneck that had been troubling me for days was finally broken. Now, as I hold the knife again, I can vaguely feel the power of the Eight-Strike Breaking Blade, which is much better than my previous blind and arduous practice.

Wang Anping waved his hand:

"From now on, when you practice the Eight Blades of Breaking the Edge in the courtyard, you must also pay attention to the movements outside the door. If you see any unfamiliar faces loitering around, remember not to open the door, but to go to the martial arts school to find me immediately."

Wang Anping spent another 15 minutes practicing with his cousin, correcting minor deviations in their Eight-Sword Breaking Technique.

Only after confirming that the two had fully grasped the essentials of using internal energy did he turn around and go back to his room to change into his martial arts attire.

Today we must seize the time to hone our Xingyi Quan skills; we cannot afford to waste any time.