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

Chapter 99 Surprise Attack

Over the next two days, the team continued their journey towards Wanshanlin.

As Zhao Fu had requested, the mother and daughter followed the group several dozen feet behind.

When camping, he rested alone at a greater distance, and apart from receiving a small amount of food and water each day, he did not approach other places or do anything unusual.

The little girl would occasionally glance curiously at the convoy, only to be scolded in a low voice by the woman, after which she would obediently lower her head again.

Zhao Qingyue was initially worried that they wouldn't be able to keep up, but later she saw that although the woman walked slowly, she was still managing to keep up.

The little girl was surprisingly able to walk, so people gradually felt relieved and even thought that Uncle Fu and Wang Anping might be overthinking things.

Lin Yunshu was even more smug, as if she had done a great good deed, and her words showed even more disdain for Wang Anping's indifference that day.

Wang Anping, on the other hand, remained the same as always.

During the day, he traveled on horseback most of the time, closing his eyes to rest, but in reality, he was relaxed on the outside but tense on the inside, sensing everything around him.

When camping at night, he would find a quiet spot to practice his martial arts, both to stretch his muscles and to improve his skills whenever he had a spare moment.

He never let his guard down around the mother and daughter, especially the seemingly innocent little girl.

Those overly quiet eyes, which rarely cried, always seemed a little strange to him.

By evening of the second day, it was still about fifty or sixty li away from Nanshui Town.

The team set up camp in a sheltered mountain hollow. The terrain was relatively open, but the surrounding forests were still dense.

After days of travel, everyone was exhausted. After dinner, except for the guards on night watch, the rest of the people quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The campfire gradually died down, leaving only dark red embers.

Wang Anping did not sleep; he sat cross-legged beside his simple bedding.

The breathing is long and deep, seemingly in a meditative state, but in reality, it elevates the five senses to their peak.

In the dead of night, the mountain forest was completely silent, save for the chirping of insects and the low howls of unknown wild animals in the distance.

Around midnight, his slightly closed eyelashes suddenly trembled.

A very faint rustling sound came from within the night breeze.

The sound came from the direction where the mother and daughter were resting, outside the camp.

It wasn't footsteps; it sounded more like—clothes rubbing against grass blades, and deliberately hushed, intermittent conversation!

Wang Anping held his breath and focused his attention, pushing his hearing to its limit.

In the wind, a few words drifted by: "————That's right————Fat sheep————Three carriages————·Protecting ten or so————There's a tough one?"

—The young one riding a white horse?

—No, it's the one in the blue shirt who rarely speaks—Yes, a separate reminder for the brothers—

Second-in-command, rest assured — signal — cockcrow —

The sound was muffled and intermittent, but combined with the location and the title "Second-in-Command," Wang Anping's heart tightened instantly!

Sure enough! That woman was not an ordinary civilian seeking refuge with relatives, but a spy for the bandits, or even one of their leaders!

They used the guise of a frail woman with a young girl to lower the guard of passersby, ascertain the truth, and then pass the message to their accomplices to arrange a time to ambush and kill them!

This method is not new, but it is often effective, especially against scions of noble families like Lin Yunshu and Zhao Qingyue who lack experience in the martial arts world.

"At cockcrow —"

Wang Anping glanced at the sky; it was still more than an hour before dawn.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze completely calm and unwavering.

He rose silently, like a shadow blending into the night, without disturbing anyone, including the night watchmen dozing by the campfire not far away.

He first quietly approached the carriage where Zhao Qingyue was, and with a flick of his finger, a subtle yet powerful gust of wind silently passed through the gap in the carriage curtain.

The needle landed precisely on Zhao Qingyue's pressure point, ensuring that she wouldn't panic and run into even more dangerous situations in the ensuing chaos.

This was the safest way of protection he could think of before.

Then, he went to the carriage where the old steward Zhao Fu was resting and gently knocked on the carriage shaft.

Although Zhao Fu was old, he was alert and immediately opened his eyes. When he saw that it was Wang Anping, a look of surprise and understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master Wang?"

"Uncle Fu,"

Wang Anping spoke in a very low voice, but very quickly: "That mother and daughter are informants for the bandits. Their accomplices plan to make their move at cockcrow."

Quickly awaken all those capable of fighting and prepare to meet the enemy.

The number of enemies is unknown, but they are certainly prepared.

Zhao Fu's expression changed drastically, but being experienced, he didn't exclaim. He simply nodded emphatically, a sharp glint in his eyes: "This old servant understands! Thank you for the warning, Young Master Wang!"

He immediately got out of the car quietly and went to wake up the guard leader, who had a cultivation level of internal energy, and several trusted henchmen.

Wang Anping didn't linger. He flashed back to his original spot, sat down cross-legged, as if he had never left.

He didn't need to notify Lin Yunshu, nor did he intend to rescue the servants and some of the guards who might already be being targeted.

What he needs to do is to use swift and decisive action to crush the enemy's leaders or strongest forces when they launch an attack, creating chaos and deterrence.

From the tone of voice of those people, he could tell that they weren't very strong, probably only four or five at the Inner Strength level.

If he hadn't come along, this team would definitely have been wiped out.

But for him now, these bandits are no match for him; he should be able to take action without any problems.

I'll help with whatever I can when the time comes.

He waited quietly, his internal energy flowing silently, like an undercurrent gathering strength beneath a calm sea.

Zi Guang looked out towards the dark woods surrounding the camp, where a deadly aura was quietly gathering.

Time passed slowly, and the chill in the mountains seemed to grow even stronger.

In the distance, the first faint crowing of a rooster could be heard.

Immediately afterwards—

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A sharp whooshing sound suddenly rang out, and countless arrows shot out from the darkness around the camp, aiming directly at the tents and wagons!

At the same time, shouts of battle arose, and dozens of dark figures rushed out of the woods, wielding knives, guns, and clubs, and fiercely pounced on the camp!

"Enemy attack! Bandits!"

The guard leader, who had been awakened by Zhao Fu, shouted loudly and drew his sword to meet the enemy.

Instantly, the once quiet camp erupted into chaos, filled with panicked shouts, the clash of weapons, and screams.

Amid the chaos, Wang Anping remained seated, but his self-illumination had already locked onto two figures slowly emerging from the woods behind him.

It was that mother and daughter!

At this moment, the woman's face had lost its haggardness and timidity, replaced by a fierce and cold aura. In her hand, she held a pair of Emei daggers that gleamed with a cold light.

The little girl beside her had somehow grown taller, torn off her tattered outer dress, revealing a tight-fitting black outfit.

His face was devoid of any childishness, except for a pair of eyes that revealed a sinister ruthlessness beyond his years, and he held a pair of poisoned short blades in his hands.

This was the first time Wang Anping had ever seen something so amazing. What kind of martial art was this? Bone-shrinking technique? There was such a magical thing?

"Second-in-command! You've got some tough guys. Take down that brat in the blue robe first!"

A masked bandit pointed at Wang Anping and shouted.

The woman known as the second-in-command sneered, standing on either side of the assassin disguised as a little girl.

His figure moved like a ghost as he pounced on Wang Anping, his body radiating a fierce wind and an aura of hidden power!

The wind was fierce, and his whole body exuded an aura of hidden strength!

The real danger is only now arriving.

The others in the camp included Lin Yunshu, who had just been awakened from her sleep and frantically drew her sword.

They are already caught in a bitter battle, surrounded by enemies on all sides and unable to defend themselves.