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

The sky was just beginning to lighten, and the morning mist had not yet dissipated.

Thin wisps of smoke rose from the kitchen of the three-courtyard house.

After washing up, Wang Anping went straight to Zhang Cheng's room.

He raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.

Yesterday, it was decided that Zhang Cheng would be sent to the Yihe Gang. It is necessary to make the arrangements clear in the early morning when there are fewer people around.

Who is it?

Zhang Cheng's groggy voice came from inside the room. A moment later, the door was opened, revealing him with messy hair and drowsy eyes.

He had clearly just been woken up: "Anping? What do you want so early in the morning?"

Wang Anping stepped into the room, gesturing for him to close the door, and said in a deep voice:

"I have something to tell you. Yesterday I asked about the Yihe Gang, and they're planning to take them over as our manpower."

Zhang Cheng instantly sobered up, his eyes widening: "Take it? You went to see them last night?"

That's a gang, with lots of henchmen and Ming Jin masters. Are you alright?

He instinctively reached out to touch Wang Anping, his face full of worry.

"Don't worry, this little thing is no problem for me. Have you forgotten who I am?"

Wang Anping waved his hand, his tone indifferent:

"The gang leader, Zhou Hu, is at the Great Perfection of Ming Jin, and his two deputies are at the Middle Perfection of Ming Jin. I have already subdued them."

Now that the Yihe Gang is under my control, you can stop doing that business of yours.

Go work for the Yihe Gang from now on, keep an eye on them for me, and pass on my orders.

Remember to wear a straw hat when going in and out. If you run into someone you know, keep a low profile and don't let them spot you.

Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant, and his face lit up with excitement: "Really? You want me to keep an eye on them? But I..."

"You may be a little weaker, but don't be afraid with me here."

Wang Anping interrupted him and handed him a thread-bound secret manual.

"This is the secret manual of the Eight Blades of Breaking the Edge. You should select a few loyal core disciples to teach it to."

Teach them the basic moves; don't teach them the core techniques yet.

Teach them the basic moves first, so they won't be spotted when they go out to fight.

Wang Anping doesn't want people to know that he's behind this gang, so he's teaching them some simple moves first. These moves are very simple, and most people wouldn't recognize them as the Breaking Edge Eight Blades.

Although it's just a technique, it's enough to teach it to the gang members.

Moreover, Zhang Cheng now listens to him completely, so there's nothing wrong with telling him this.

In chaotic times, these cousins ​​always had to be able to handle things.

If he has to do everything, then he can't possibly take them with him when he goes to the sect, can he?

There will always be a day when we have to let go; let's transition slowly for now.

He paused, his tone becoming serious: "Also, arrange for a few people to keep an eye on the movements of the major families in the county, and to keep an eye on news from the county. Report to me every day if anything happens."

"After you finish eating, go over there and have them arrange a courtyard just for me. I'll be practicing martial arts there every day from now on."

Zhang Cheng took the manual and nodded emphatically: "I understand! Don't worry, I will definitely handle things properly."

"I'll go prepare the straw hat right now, and we'll set off after breakfast."

Having followed Wang Anping for so long, he knew the importance of this matter and understood that it showed Wang Anping's trust in him.

"And another thing," Wang Anping added.

"If you encounter a master who has reached the Great Perfection of Ming Jin and causes trouble for the Yihe Gang, don't fight them head-on. Retreat and tell me first."

Ordinary gang conflicts should be resolved if possible; otherwise, Zhou Hu and his men should stay out of the way and focus on gathering intelligence.

The two discussed a few more details, and then Zhang Cheng hurriedly went to pack his things and prepare a straw hat.

During breakfast, Zhang Cheng quietly mentioned that he had to go out for a few days to run errands while handing over the bowls and chopsticks.

His parents knew that he was a reliable person to follow, so they didn't ask any questions, only telling him to be careful.

After breakfast, Zhang Cheng, wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat, slowly walked towards the shantytown on the east side of the outer city.

The brim of his straw hat was pulled low, obscuring most of his face, and he deliberately concealed his aura.

Neither the patrolling soldiers nor the passersby noticed anything unusual about him.

At this time, Zhou Hu had already gathered all the gang members at the Yihe Gang's stronghold.

The group hadn't slept much all night, their faces showing both awe for the masked master and anticipation for the new sword technique.

One by one, they craned their necks to look out of the courtyard gate.

Only upon seeing Zhang Cheng did Zhou Hu hurriedly lead his men to greet him, asking in a low voice:

"Who is this brother...?"

Zhang Cheng glanced at the crowd, nodded slightly, and lowered his voice:

"I am Zhou Hu, sent by Master Linghu."

"It's me! It's me!" Zhou Hu quickly responded, stepping aside to lead him into the courtyard: "The brothers are all waiting, hoping that the great hero will send someone."

Zhang Cheng called Zhou Hu and his two deputies into the room and said in a deep voice:

"Master Linghu asked me to teach you a sword technique. The three of you should first learn the basic moves from me, and then teach them to the other core disciples."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hu and the other two all showed signs of excitement.

Although they had all learned martial arts, the martial arts of their respective schools could not be taught casually.

Therefore, apart from a few, none of the gang's disciples had ever practiced martial arts.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been repeatedly defeated by other gangs.

Now that a sword technique that can be taught has appeared, their gang's strength can be rapidly improved!

The group was overjoyed: "Thank you, brothers! Thank you, Master Linghu!"

Zhang Cheng changed the subject, his tone becoming serious: "Master Linghu has ordered you to secretly keep an eye on the movements of the major families in the county and report to me every night."

Moreover, this sword technique is only the basic moves. After the matter is settled, the core operating method will be passed on to you. At that time, you can use this sword technique as a training method to pass on to your sect.

"No problem, thank you, Master Linghu."

"Thank you, Master Linghu!"

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After having breakfast, Wang Anping did not go directly to the Yihe Gang's territory. He still needed to go back and inform his master or other senior brothers.

They wouldn't worry that something had happened if I suddenly stopped coming to the martial arts school.

Upon entering the martial arts school, the usual greetings still apply.

Today, Yang Fang is in charge of teaching the students in the Foreign Languages ​​Department, but recently there have been very few students in the department.

I don't know if the martial arts school is deliberately refusing to accept students, or if everyone is just short on cash lately.

There were only about ten people scattered throughout the entire outer courtyard, a far cry from the numbers of a few days ago.

The number of people in the inner courtyard was slightly more than that in the outer courtyard, but still much less, totaling no more than twenty people.

People left in batches, and not many new ones came in.

After walking to the backyard, finding Chen Chaoming, and explaining my purpose, everything went smoothly.

But when he was being taken away, Chen Chaoming told him that Fei Tianyang's happy event was in thirteen days.

Tell him to come early, and let me know in advance if anything happens.

Wang Anping nodded in agreement.

Then he walked toward the location of the Yihe Gang, where he would practice martial arts from then on.

In the afternoon, under the bright sunshine, the Yihe Gang's training ground was divided in two.

On one side, ordinary disciples were honing their physical skills, while on the other side, Zhang Cheng, holding a wooden sword, was teaching the basic moves of the Eight Blades of Breaking the Edge.

Although he is only at the beginner level, he has no problem teaching some basic moves.

The three selected disciples who had reached the advanced level studied with exceptional diligence, putting their full effort into every move.

While correcting their movements, Zhang Cheng gave them instructions:

"This sword technique emphasizes power and precision. Practice slowly and solidify your stance first. Do not rush into it."

Wang Anping, wearing a straw hat, quietly arrived at the Yihe Gang.

Instead of passing through the training ground, he leaped into the courtyard and headed directly towards the main hall of the Yihe Gang.

"Master Linghu?"

When Zhou Hu saw the familiar figure appear, he quickly stood up from his chair.

"It's me. Is the courtyard ready?" Wang Anping asked calmly, without any emotion.

Zhang Cheng could use his true identity within the Yihe Gang because nobody in the gang knew who he was.

But he was no match for them. After the ring battle, he had gained some fame in the county.

"Reporting to the great hero, everything is ready!" Zhou Hu hurriedly bowed and replied, his tone extremely respectful.

"The courtyard is located in the most secluded part of the backyard, far away from the training ground."

No one will disturb your martial arts practice. I've even cleaned it thoroughly and prepared the wooden stakes and stone table for your training.

"Take me there and arrange for two honest and reliable men to guard the courtyard. No one is allowed to enter."

Even Zhang Cheng and you need to be notified before entering.

Wang Anping nodded slightly, signaling Zhou Hu to lead the way. The seriousness in his tone made Zhou Hu dare not be perfunctory in the slightest.

"Alright, this way please, sir!"

Zhou Hu quickly stepped forward to lead the way, his steps light and careful, not daring to utter a single word.

After passing through the main hall and around the training ground, you arrive at the small courtyard in the back.

The courtyard gate was tightly closed, and the courtyard was shaded by green trees, making it extremely quiet and perfect for practicing martial arts.

Wang Anping walked into the courtyard, looked around, and nodded in satisfaction:

"Great, this is it."

"You must personally select the guards for the courtyard. They must be loyal. If any mistake is made, you will be held solely responsible."

"Understood! I will personally select the items and ensure that no one disturbs your martial arts practice!"

Zhou Hu bowed in agreement and quickly withdrew.

A moment later, he brought over two sturdy-looking, honest-looking gang members, gave them repeated instructions, and then left with peace of mind.

The courtyard fell completely silent. Wang Anping took off his straw hat and stretched his limbs.

The body's energy circulated slowly, transforming into a flowing, gentle, and refined force that coursed through the meridians like a river.

He walked to the open space in the center of the courtyard, his feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, and his hands hanging naturally at his sides.

He first lowered his shoulders and elbows, adjusted his breathing, and assumed the basic standing posture of Xingyi Quan.

His aura gradually stabilized, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to gather around him subtly.

Slowly close your eyes, calm your mind, and feel the fusion of internal energy and the energy of heaven and earth.

Once his internal energy had circulated to his dantian and filled it, he suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them, and officially began practicing Xingyi Quan.

He twisted his body slightly, slammed his feet into the ground, and a powerful force rose from the soles of his feet.

The movement extends from the legs to the waist and abdomen, then from the shoulders and arms to the fingertips, beginning with the dragon form from the twelve forms of Xingyi.

He was unhurried and unperturbed, each move slowly and deliberately executed. From the dragon, tiger, bear, and snake to the monkey, horse, eagle, and hawk, the twelve forms of moves flowed smoothly without any hesitation.

When you reach the monkey form, your body suddenly becomes light and agile. Your feet touch the ground like a monkey stepping on a branch. As you turn and leap, you concentrate your energy in your toes, rising and falling silently.

When practicing the horse stance, one regains a sense of solidity and composure, with legs like a steed trotting the ground, body upright, and internal energy flowing through the spine segment by segment. Each step exudes immense power.

When practicing boxing, he always focused his mind and felt the perfect integration of neutralizing force and Xingyi moves, allowing his internal energy to flow naturally along the trajectory of the moves.

He neither deliberately flaunted his abilities nor deliberately restrained them, allowing his energy to circulate freely throughout his body.

Every move and every stance is refining the concentration of neutralizing force and improving one's understanding of Xingyi Quan.

This became his daily routine of martial arts training.

Every morning, he would first return to his residence to exchange brief greetings with his family, and then head to the Yihe Gang's small courtyard.

First, stand in a static posture for half an hour behind closed doors to calm your mind and regulate your breath before practicing Xingyi Quan.

It wasn't until the afternoon that they would take a short break, have a cup of tea, and listen to Zhang Cheng and Zhou Hu's reports to learn about the gang's movements and news from the county.

And so on.

Nothing much has happened in the county town in the last five days.

It seems the Liu family no longer cares about news of their own children. After Xie Chong left, the county seemed to have returned to its former tranquility.

However, with Wang Anping backing them up, the Boxers have become much bolder and have begun to slowly launch a counterattack to seize territory.

The other two houses acted as if nothing had happened, allowing the Yihe Gang to seize them.

Zhang Cheng and Zhou Hu thought this was a perfectly normal thing, but Wang Anping noticed something was amiss.

How could a gang that makes a living by plundering the local people be indifferent to an invasion?

Unless something bigger is preventing them from being able to spare the time?

Wang Anping didn't think too much about these things. He found that after he entered the Huajin stage, Xingyiquan seemed to have undergone some changes.

He had a vague feeling that Xingyi Five Fists had undergone some changes, but he couldn't quite grasp that feeling.

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

[Host: Wang Anping]

Age: 17

[Xingyiquan 159/5000 Neutralizing Force]

【Five Animal Fist 525/1000 Ming Jin】

【Five Elements Stance Training 567/1000 Ming Jin】

【Breaking Edge Eight Cuts 537/1000 Ming Jin】

Martial Arts Realm: Transformation of Internal Strength

Looking at the progress on the panel, he knew that the path of martial arts was long and arduous.

After resting for a while, he stood up again and continued practicing martial arts.

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Meanwhile, in the backyard of the Chen Family Martial Arts School, a strange and oppressive atmosphere pervaded a secluded room.

Chen Chaoming sat upright in the main seat, his face gloomy, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, making a soft tapping sound.

The pace was slow, yet it exuded an invisible sense of oppression.

Fei Hong sat silently to the side, while a new face appeared to his left, a burly man with a long beard.

"Brother Hong, the happy occasion is in a few days. How are your arrangements going?"

Chen Chaoming spoke first, turning to look at Fei Hong as if asking a question.

"That's about it. The soldiers in the entire county are basically our people, and your disciples have all taken up relatively important official positions."

Skilled people were also assigned to the villages and towns below.

They will gather in the county town on that day.

At that moment, with a single command, Zhenyuan County will instantly change its flag.

Upon hearing this, Chen Chaoming nodded in satisfaction.

"I've sensed that the Liu family and Magistrate Chen have been acting rather restless lately. Old Sha, keep a close eye on things there and make sure nothing goes wrong."

Upon hearing his words, the long-bearded man named Old Sha respectfully clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute and said:

"Rest assured, Master Chen. County Magistrate Fei, my Shahe Gang has ceased all activities and is now solely focused on monitoring the major families in the county. I will report any unusual activity immediately."

"I feel like there's nothing wrong with it, but there's always something uneasy about it."

Brother Fei, will your reinforcements arrive by then? We have the numbers now, but if we can't take down those experts, no matter how many there are, it's useless.

Chen Chaoming asked with some concern, but Fei Hong, upon hearing his words, merely raised his eyelids and calmly replied:

"Don't worry, I've invited two experts at the Transformation Realm this time."

"With you, me, and your eldest disciple included, there shouldn't be any problem."