Surviving in a chaotic world and becoming a saint by adding points

Chapter 3 Becoming an Apprentice

"Bang!"

With the door tightly shut and his adrenaline subsiding, waves of indescribable discomfort surged through Chen Ran's stomach, causing it to churn violently.

"Killing people isn't as difficult as you might think."

They tried to kill me, and then I killed them. It's not my fault, it's not my fault, I did nothing wrong, I did nothing wrong.

After a long while, it seemed as if he had convinced himself.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze icy, looking at his slightly trembling hands with an indescribable feeling.

Place the thirty-six copper coins used to loot the corpse into the box.

Chen Ran sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about what to do next.

He has no appetite after what happened today.

Power, we must acquire power. Only by acquiring power can we survive in this cannibalistic world.

Chen Ran believed that as long as he remained a fat sheep, today's events would continue indefinitely.

"I was planning to save up some more money to go to the martial arts school, but unfortunately, time waits for no one."

Thinking of this, Chen Ran went to the water tank, washed himself briefly with clean water, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

As dawn broke, Chen Ran slowly opened his eyes.

After getting dressed, Chen Ran left early.

Once outside the gate, Chen Ran appeared calm, but he was still somewhat nervous inside.

After all, he was carrying all his wealth with him. If he encountered Zhang Yi and his men and was discovered, things might not end well for him.

Fortunately, none of this happened.

Cross two streets, near the city wall.

There was a large courtyard, and above the courtyard gate, the four gilded characters of Tongbei Boxing School appeared in front of Chen Ran.

"Knock knock knock".

"Who?"

"Learn martial arts."

"Did you bring enough money?"

That's enough.

The door opened, and a burly man with a square face appeared in front of Chen Ran.

"My name is Yue Shan, come with me."

He casually said something and then walked ahead on his own. Chen Ran didn't have time to observe carefully and quickly followed him.

There are three martial arts schools in Qinghe County, with clearly marked prices: five taels of silver per month.

This is the closest one; the other two are too far away, and Chen Ran simply doesn't have enough time to travel back and forth.

Soon, Yue Shan led Chen Ran to a courtyard where several people were driving wooden stakes into the ground.

These people were all dressed in the same uniform, red and black martial arts uniforms.

Pushing past the crowd, the man led Chen Ran toward the inner hall.

"Master, someone has come here to learn boxing."

As soon as he entered the gate, Yue Shan called out.

Zhou Changfeng, the owner of the Tongbei Boxing School, is an old man over fifty years old. He wears a white long-sleeved shirt, and his well-trimmed beard and prosperous face are adorned with a smile.

Beside him was a plate of braised beef and peanuts, and a small glass of wine.

Upon hearing Yue Shan's voice, Zhou Changfeng slowly raised his head.

"You want to learn boxing?"

Chen Ran quickly stepped forward.

"Yes, Master Zhou."

"Did you bring the money?"

"here."

Upon hearing Zhou Changfeng's voice, Chen Ran quickly took out all his belongings from his arms and placed them in front of Zhou Changfeng.

"good."

"Stand still, let me take a look at your physical attributes."

After saying that, Zhou Changfeng grabbed Chen Ran's shoulder.

Even though he hadn't used much force, Chen Ran gasped.

"Huh~"

When Zhou Changfeng touched Chen Ran's shoulder, he let out a soft exclamation.

Then they continued kneading the dragon bones.

Chen Ran's vision went black, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Average physical attributes, unfortunately, he's getting a bit old, but his health is good."

Zhou Changfeng shook his head, somewhat regretfully.

"Don't think five taels of silver is too expensive. In this world, without power, you have to fight with all your might to survive."

"For ordinary people, living a good life is even more difficult."

"Then what can we do? Only by practicing martial arts and learning boxing can we survive in this world."

"So, with this money, you're buying a future, buying hope."

"Do you understand this?"

Chen Ran nodded emphatically and presented the money with both hands.

……….

"Brother, why hasn't that kid come back yet?"

"He didn't run away, did he?"

"Run? Where can he run to? What can a vagrant without a registered residence do?"

I specifically asked Wang Cheng, and he always gets the full twenty copper coins.

But he only ever says there are five. Haha, today I'll make him pay for what he lost, or I'm not Zhang.

"Brother, you actually managed to strike up a conversation with Wang Cheng of the Grand Canal Gang? You, you're really amazing."

"Hehe, Wang Cheng and I have a life-or-death bond."

Zhang Yi spoke modestly, but the corners of his mouth betrayed his true feelings.

He didn't know Wang Cheng at all; he only knew the dock manager.

If I really had a life-or-death bond with the other party, I would have already clung to their coattails, instead of staying here.

Just as Zhang Yi was about to continue bragging, he saw a figure approaching in the setting sun.

"Heh, that guy seems to be here. No matter what we say, we're going to get the money out of him today."

"Yes, boss, I'll show him what cruelty is."

A mocking look flashed across the faces of the three as they watched Chen Ran walk towards them.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi looked at the clothes Chen Ran was wearing and frowned.

Just as his underlings were about to step forward and make a move, Zhang Yi stopped them.

Zhang Yi looked Chen Ran up and down, and when he saw the red and black martial arts uniform on the other person, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go."

After saying that, he left without explaining to his two underlings, never mentioning the "protection fee."

Chen Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Zhang Yi and the others leave.

Having the identity of a martial arts school disciple is equivalent to having an "organization".

Although Chen Ran knew that this "organization" was very unstable, and if he caused any trouble, the "organization" behind him would not stand up for him at all.

But even with this illusory background, Chen Ran could still act like a bully in Rat Street.

After confirming that Zhang Yi and the others had left, Chen Ran did not hesitate any longer. He immediately returned home, packed his clothes that needed changing, locked the door, and headed towards the Tongbei Boxing Gym.

Learning boxing at the Tongbei Martial Arts School costs five taels of silver a month, and also includes room and board.

In a world where a family of three could live on just one or two taels of silver, this was undoubtedly an astronomical price.

But Chen Ran still went ahead and gambled away all his savings.

He believed that he could definitely learn it using his own learning interface.

Thinking of this, Chen Ran quickened his pace.

The journey was uneventful, and soon Chen Ran arrived at the Tongbei Boxing Gym with a backpack on his back.

………….

"The path of martial arts has only one purpose: to constantly break through the limits of the body and become stronger."

The essence of martial arts lies in constantly pushing boundaries. But what does it mean to push boundaries?

"Break through the limits."

Below, a disciple immediately stood up and excitedly said to Zhou Changfeng.

"That's right, it's breaking through the limits."

"The path of martial arts lies in tempering one's qi and blood, and constantly breaking through limits."

Therefore, the path of martial arts begins with blood training.

Blood refining is the process of constantly refining one's body, stimulating the power of qi and blood within, and completing transformation after transformation.

There were a total of three breakthroughs, also known as the first, second, and third transformations of Qi and Blood.

"However, all of this is just talk."

"Only after you've fought someone can you know who is stronger or weaker."

If cultivation levels were truly that reliable, one could simply reveal their cultivation level before each battle, and there wouldn't be so many disputes.

"As the saying goes, 'The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts,' martial arts are not something that just anyone can learn."

However, the rich have their way of training, and the poor naturally have theirs.

"You don't have the resources, connections, or privileges that wealthy families enjoy from a young age."

Then you can only rely on enduring it.

Next, I will teach you the accompanying stance training for Tongbei Quan.

This is the core stance of my Tongbei Quan, the Tongbei Stance. The only purpose of this stance is to cultivate and refine the power of Qi and blood, laying a solid foundation for you to break through your limits.

Only by mastering stance training will it be easier for you to break through your limits.

If one does not master the stance training properly and rashly breaks through the limits, at best one's vital energy will be severely damaged, requiring three months of bed rest, or at worst, one will die and perish.

You must watch carefully and learn diligently.

After issuing the warning, Zhou Changfeng began to demonstrate the techniques of stance training.

He first assumed a horse stance, then slowly lowered himself, and an inexplicable aura emanated from him.

"This is the horse stance, with your body leaning slightly forward, take a deep breath, and..."

He would explain some of the key points of each action he performed.

This made Chen Ran feel that paying money meant he was actually handing over something.

He quickly finished demonstrating the entire stance training exercise.

Below, a blue light flashed in Chen Ran's eyes.