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

The food in the inner courtyard is excellent, all meat dishes, and most importantly, it's free!

After Wang Anping transmigrated, this was the first time he had eaten such a sumptuous meal, and he was increasingly confused about what the restaurant owner was trying to do.

These days, if you can give those refugees a few bowls of porridge, they'll risk their lives for you!

"Who cares? Let's take the benefits first, and deal with the bad things later."

It's foolish not to take advantage of a freebie. Eat the free stuff first, and you can run away if something really goes wrong.

After finishing his meal, Wang Anping first took his bedding and clothes to his dormitory in the inner courtyard. After tidying up a bit, he stood on the training ground again by the moonlight.

Logically speaking, having successfully entered the inner gate and mastered the inner strength today, I should relax and reward myself.

But who is Wang Anping?

From the moment he realized that there were evil spirits, rebel armies, and a corrupt court in this world, he knew that sooner or later the world would descend into chaos.

This is exactly what happened in those historical dynasties of my previous life; the people inevitably suffer at the end of a dynasty.

If you want to survive and avoid being swept away by the chaos of the world, there is only one solution: quickly increase your strength!

夜

It's too deep.

The other fellow disciples had long since disappeared from the field, only Wang Anping remained standing there practicing his stance.

In the dormitory of the Foreign Languages ​​Department, Yang Wu, who had spent the day hanging out with Liu Qiang, returned to his dormitory.

Looking at Wang Anping's empty bed, he looked at the person next to him with some curiosity.

"Where did this useless guy's bedding go? Did he feel too embarrassed to stay any longer and run home?"

"Ha, I think you've gone mad from hanging out all day. That guy went straight to the inner courtyard today!"

The people next to him didn't give him a friendly look when they spoke to him. He's just a lackey. He hasn't gotten any stamina after four months. He's useless!

"Entering the inner realm? The inner courtyard?" Yang Wu muttered to himself, his expression blank.

"Since he was admitted to the hospital, he's been hanging out with Liu Qiang every day, practicing martial arts no more than twenty times. How could he have mastered the techniques just a few days after falling into the water!"

"Impossible!" Yang Wu's expression twisted. He was also a lackey, but the other party had entered the inner courtyard.

[Martial Arts Realm: Entering Strength]

Three days later, in the afternoon, Wang Anping looked at his panel and felt the changes in his body.

Call ~

"After mastering the internal strength of the Five Animal Fist, one can spend more time practicing standing meditation each day, and the breakthrough time will be faster."

After mastering the Five Elements Stance, one's Qi and blood become more abundant, allowing for longer periods of practice in the Hammering Fist style.

After mastering the stance training, he felt his body became stronger and his blood and qi were more abundant.

He used to be able to do the Five Animal Fist twenty times a day, but now he feels he can do it thirty times a day.

One word: awesome!

After changing into clean clothes in his dormitory, Wang Anping went to the teaching office where his ninth senior brother was.

Dong dong dong

"Please come in."

Pushing open the door, there were three people in the room: Ninth Senior Brother Wang Hucheng, Twelfth Senior Brother Yang Jinji, and Sixth Senior Sister Yang Fang.

"Is there something you need?"

Upon seeing that the visitor was Wang Anping, Wang Hucheng asked.

"Senior brother, I'm planning to go home for a day, so I've come to ask for leave."

Wang Anping clasped his hands in a fist salute and bowed slightly. He held his ninth senior brother in the deepest respect.

The help he has received from the other party these days has been immense.

"Go home? I remember your home is in Wangjiawan, right?"

Be careful on the road; a lot of homeless people have recently come from the neighboring state.

When Wang Hucheng heard that he was going home, he remembered the news that other senior brothers had told him a few days ago, and gave him a few words of advice.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

After thanking him, Wang Anping walked out of the martial arts hall.

This is the first time he has gone out since returning to the martial arts school some time ago. He used to practice martial arts every day and never went out for a stroll.

As you walk from the inner city to the outer city, the number of pedestrians gradually increases.

Foul smell, noisy, low-ceilinged houses.

Wang Anping had no time to slowly explore the city; this time, there was no donkey cart to take him.

A journey of forty or fifty miles can only be covered on foot.

The road from the county town to Wangjiawan is mostly mountainous. It's alright during the day, but at night wolves and tigers always seem to be out. He doesn't think he'll be invincible after he's mastered the skill, so he has to hurry on his way.

Zhenyuan County is the largest county seat in Yizhou Prefecture, with a population of over one million and more than 420 villages under its jurisdiction.

A great river runs through the north and south.

Once Wang Anping got into the swing of things, he walked very fast. By the time the sun was about to set, he had already reached Yuzitang.

This place is only about ten miles away from Wangjiawan.

Along the way, he saw more and more refugees, all of them with their families, looking emaciated and pale.

The more he walked, the more there were, which alarmed him!

He knew it was the end of the dynasty, but he didn't expect it to affect this place so quickly. Yizhou Prefecture was considered the most remote place in the entire Da Shun Dynasty.

If this is the situation here, what must it be like in other places!

Seeing this, he quickened his pace, worried that refugees might run into the village and cause trouble, harming his family.

"Damn it, why don't you just hand it over honestly? How can an old man like you with a little kid eat that much food?"

"Hero! Hero, please don't! My daughter is still sick; how will she survive without food?"

"I don't care how you live, I only know I can't survive without this food!"

A commotion broke out in the group of refugees. It turned out that a ruffian had stolen the food rations of a grandfather and grandson, which consisted of rice bran.

This kind of thing would at most be used to feed livestock in the inner city, but now it's causing a scramble for it.

The grandfather and grandson were pitiful. The old man looked to be in his sixties, but he was so thin that he looked like he could be blown away by the wind.

The little girl he was holding looked to be five or six years old. She was dressed in thin clothes and was shivering.

"Please, leave some behind."

The old man wept bitterly, grabbed the rogue's trouser leg, and knelt on the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Anping, who originally didn't want to meddle, felt a pang of guilt, even though he hadn't caused the chaos in the world.

But such a scene is impossible to ignore when it appears before your eyes.

After confirming that the ruffian had no other companions and showed no signs of martial arts training, he...

He picked up a pebble from the ground, pinched it tightly, and flicked it with all his might towards the rogue's heart.

call out!

The pebble made a whistling sound as it hit the air, followed by the ruffian's scream.

After doing all this, Wang Anping continued on his way without looking back, even quickening his pace.

He knew that one shouldn't act like a saint in chaotic times, but he wouldn't hesitate to lend a helping hand if it was within his power and didn't jeopardize his own safety.

Behind them, the grandfather and grandson saw the rogue suddenly collapse to the ground, quickly grabbed the dropped grain sack, and ran away as fast as they could.

Wang Anping has mastered both boxing and stance training, and can walk very fast.

He arrived at Wangjiawan the moment the sun disappeared below the horizon.

As I walked home, I passed by my uncle's yard and heard voices coming from inside.

"Oh dear, what are we going to do now? Without money, how will Anping survive at the martial arts school?"

Is that the old man's voice?

Wang Anping was puzzled. Where did the money go?

He pushed open the door and went inside.