How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 1 This is a master, absolutely a master.
Yong'an City, Jili Wharf.

nightfall.

Firelight flickered, and the sounds of fighting filled the air.

"Charge! Drive them back!"

"Damn it, the Geely Wharf can only belong to our Tiger Gang."

"My head, he broke my head."

"Damn it, shut up, are you a dog or something?"

On the other side of the dock, two groups of people were locked in a fierce battle, some wielding wooden sticks and others swinging their fists, making quite a scene.

At this moment, in the alley.

Two figures were crouching in a dark corner, with wooden sticks beside them and some food in front of them.

"Little Fatty, where did you buy this pig's head meat? Why does it smell like alcohol?"

Lin Fan, who was squatting down, picked up a piece of pig's head meat and put it in his mouth. He found that the taste of alcohol was very strong, but the meat was really good.

"Brother, I didn't buy it. I secretly picked up what my gang leader had left over. My gang leader is such a waste; he pours wine into the food he can't finish." Little Fatty said truthfully. With his gang wages, how could he afford such things?

"If this is poisonous, we're all doomed!"

"Hehe, don't worry, bro. I'll be the one who's doomed. I've tasted it, it's not poisonous." The chubby boy chuckled sheepishly.

Looking at the chubby boy in front of him, he didn't say anything. He picked up another piece and put it in his mouth, then turned his head to look at the dock where the fight was taking place in the distance, feeling very helpless.

How can someone be so unlucky?

That's right.

He wasn't from this world; he had traveled from another time. He only remembered walking while looking at his phone, then slipping and falling into a sewer. When he opened his eyes, he was lying in an unfamiliar place.

It has been exactly two months now.

Being a stranger in a strange place, he could only try to fit in. No respectable place would take in someone of unknown origin and dressed in strange clothes. He had no choice but to join the local gang and become a low-level henchman.

The man he called Little Fatty was Zhao Er, the second son in his family, from a poor family, and a member of the Fierce Tiger Gang.

He is from another gang currently engaged in a fierce battle, the Loyalty Hall.

Since he was a low-level henchman, he would inevitably get into fights frequently. Fighting was extremely dangerous for him; a slight misstep could leave him severely disabled. Fortunately, he had a keen eye and spotted Zhao Er at a glance, a man with extraordinary bone structure and clear eyes.

The first time, he didn't know if the other party would agree, so he dragged him into the alley and beat him up badly, making Zhao Er scream and cry for his parents, to teach him that what goes around comes around.

Later, under his heartfelt and moving words of guidance, Zhao Er suddenly realized his mistake and became a formidable opponent in the Fierce Tiger Gang.

Whenever a fight breaks out, they quickly locate each other while setting up their formation, exchange glances, and then, as the fight progresses, they retreat to a corner to rest and wait for the battle to end.

"Brother, meeting you is truly my blessing. Since then, I haven't been injured again." Zhao Er was genuinely grateful to Brother Lin in front of him, never having imagined that the gang's food was so easy to obtain.

"Nonsense, with your strength, you'd be bedridden after a few fights."

"Brother, you're so amazing, why don't you show it? If you do, you'll definitely gain the gang's attention, and you won't be a nobody anymore."

This was something Zhao Er couldn't understand. He still remembered a few days ago, when he was acting with Brother Lin as usual, his men rushed towards Brother Lin like they were on drugs.

They thought something bad was going to happen, but who would have thought that Brother Lin would shatter their fierceness with three blows, lie down on the spot, and sleep better than anyone else.

"You do not understand."

Lin Fan shook his head.

When he transmigrated to this world, he found himself in an ancient world. His first thought was that the early stage was martial arts, the middle stage was cultivating immortality, and the later stage was becoming an immortal and an ancestor.

Therefore, he immediately inquired about the situation of martial arts, but the news he received was quite cruel. There was not even a single martial arts school in Yong'an City, and the so-called martial arts did not exist. Those who seemed powerful were just skilled through practice and physical exercise.

But he didn't believe it at all.

impossible.

If he really didn't have any martial arts skills, how did he get killed?

The app appeared when he was angrily whipping Zhao Er with a wooden stick. He vaguely remembered that when he was whipping Zhao Er with great pleasure, the page appeared in his mind, accompanied by a notification sound.

[Mastering Basic Staff Techniques]

[Proficiency +1]

He absolutely refused to believe that this world was without extraordinary martial arts.

Perhaps it is because the imperial court in this world is too strict in its control, and does not allow dangerous figures who can fight against a hundred people to appear among the common people, that martial arts have been completely suppressed.

Those who can truly master martial arts have always been members of the royal family.

This was his idea, and the one he felt was the most likely possibility.

Because there is also a crucial piece of evidence, which is the display on his panel.

Name: Lin Fan

[Realm: None]

[Beginner Staff Techniques (Mastery 12/1000)]

If there's no martial arts or extraordinary abilities, why would this cheat show a cultivation level? Doesn't having a cultivation level mean you can cultivate?

He firmly believed this.

"Brother, brother..." Zhao Er pushed Lin Fan's arm.

Lin Fan snapped out of his daze. "What's wrong?"

"It's almost quiet at the dock, it's about to end, we should head out too," Zhao Er reminded them.

This is their usual tactic, and so far, no problems have been discovered. After all, it's dark and windy, and with people moving around, who would notice this place?

At this moment, the pig's head meat placed on the lotus leaves on the ground was also finished. Lin Fan wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, picked up the wooden stick, and stood up.

"By the way, how's your mother's illness? Do you have enough money? If not, just tell me, I have some more," Lin Fan asked.

They rarely meet in private, precisely because they're afraid of being seen by someone with ulterior motives. Why would rival gangs become so familiar with each other? There must be something wrong.

"Brother, that's enough. You said you were going to save up the money to get out of poverty, so you can keep it for yourself."

He didn't understand what going ashore meant.

But I felt it must be very important to Brother Lin.

So he won't affect Brother Lin's ability to get ashore.

"That's fine."

Lin Fan nodded. Zhao Er was the first and most familiar friend he had ever made since he came to this world. Moreover, Zhao Er's involvement in gangs was out of necessity, and he had no problems with his character.

Then Zhao Er took out the prepared chicken blood and smeared some on each other to prove that their fight was also intense and that they had both bled, so it couldn't have been easy.

"ready or Not?"

"All right."

"start."

As the two were about to reach the alley's exit, without saying a word, they picked up sticks and began fighting, cursing and swearing at each other. The fight was intense, going back and forth, until they blended into the corner of the crowd from left to right, without attracting any attention.

boom!
Lin Fan kicked Zhao Er to the ground. Zhao Er tried to get up with his butt sticking out, but Lin Fan kicked him in the butt again. Using the force, Zhao Er used both hands and feet to crawl and roll away from the battlefield. He got up, rubbed his butt, pointed at Lin Fan, and roared angrily with a ferocious expression.

"I'll fight you to the death! Our Fierce Tiger Gang will not lose!"

He was about to rush forward after saying that, but it seemed as if there was an invisible hand holding him back tightly.

"Don't pull me, I'm not afraid of him."

His expression and tone of voice are definitely top-notch acting skills.

Looking around, Lin Fan saw that both sides were injured from the fight. Logically, at this point, it should be the two hall masters who should step in and start exchanging words.

As expected, the leaders of both halls appeared.

Yuan Jiang, the leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang, was thin with a long face and squinting eyes, giving him a sinister appearance.

Meanwhile, his gang leader, Wang Changhai, although middle-aged, was strong and looked like he could fight. But that wasn't the case. His gang leader had long been worn down by wine and women, and he would pant after walking a few steps.

But I've heard that when Wang Changhai was young, he was daring and fearless, able to fight four against one, and with just a machete, he carved a bloody path to become the head of the Loyalty Hall.

“Yuan Monkey, Jili Wharf is not a place your Fierce Tiger Gang can touch. If you want to fight, I’ll fight you to the end. I’d like to see how many people you have.”

Wang Changhai was quite satisfied with the current situation; overall, their Zhongyi Hall had the upper hand.

Yuan Houzi remained calm.

This startled Wang Changhai; he felt something was off—they were too calm.

There was a problem. Sure enough, Yuan Jiang clapped his hands and looked towards the shadows not far away. Wang Changhai looked in that direction and saw that there seemed to be only a weak flame burning, but when torches were lit around them...

He then noticed that there was someone sitting there, leisurely eating hot pot.

“Brother Chen, it’s your turn to make a move,” Yuan Jiang said.

At this moment, Lin Fan also noticed that there was someone over there. He had only one thought in his mind: this person was really showing off. He was sitting there eating hot pot in the dark, ignoring the fight between the two gangs.

This situation gave Lin Fan a bad feeling.

Could it be... a master?
Only a master can remain so calm.

Calmness is a hallmark of a master.

In Lin Fan's eyes, the middle-aged man, referred to as Brother Chen, slowly put the last bite of meat into his mouth, picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Then he picked up a cloth to wipe his mouth, slowly got up, and walked towards them.

The other person was very muscular, half a head larger than Wang Changhai. Especially when the other person rolled up his sleeves, his two exposed arms were very thick and looked like they were full of explosive power.

Lin Fan had the idea of ​​quietly retreating and protecting everyone in front of him.

But with Wang Changhai standing right next to him, there was no way he could retreat.

"Who is he?" Wang Changhai asked solemnly.

Yuan Jiang said confidently, "Wang Changhai, this is the famous Iron Fist King Chen Niu, a master I specially invited. Today, Jili Wharf will definitely belong to my Fierce Tiger Gang, and you, Wang Changhai, I will beat you into a dead dog."

Iron Fist King?
Chen Niu?

Wang Changhai's mouth was slightly open, as if he was stunned, but that was not the case. Rather, the nickname reminded him of his nickname when he was young.

Nine times a night.

"Never heard of him, where did this Tom, Dick, and Harry come from? Beat him to death!"

Wang Changhai glanced to the side, waved his hand, and the henchmen standing to his right, armed with sticks, dared not hesitate at their leader's command. With a roar, they grabbed their sticks and went to Chen Niu. They raised their sticks and smashed them down on his head.

Faced with the oncoming stick, Chen Niu let out a low roar and raised his arms to defend himself.

Click!

Click!

Wood chips flew everywhere, and the stick broke the moment it touched the other person's arm.

With the henchmen stunned, Chen Niu punched and kicked, knocking several of them to the ground.

The wailing continued.

Wang Changhai looked horrified, his face showing disbelief.

"Hahaha... ok."

Yuan Jiang was overjoyed. As expected of the expert he had hired for twenty taels of silver, he was indeed formidable. No, he had to get his hands on him afterward. Even if it cost more silver, it would be worth it.

At this moment, Lin Fan also looked solemn. The fact that his opponent could break the stick with his arm was enough to show that he was a master, and he didn't even show any pain.

Could he really be a martial arts master?

Thinking of this, his hands gripping the stick were sweaty, and his heart pounded with nervousness.

He really wanted to ask the other person, "Brother, where did you learn martial arts? Could you please give me some pointers?"

But clearly, now is not the time.

Chen Niu looked at Wang Changhai arrogantly, blew away the sawdust sticking to his arm, raised his hand, and made a provocative gesture towards Wang Changhai.

Enraged, Wang Changhai's chest trembled as if on fire, and he roared at Lin Fan and the others standing on his left:
"Fuck me."

The henchmen were afraid, but they dared not go up against their enraged leader.

Lin Fan gripped the wooden stick tightly and followed the crowd as they rushed toward Chen Niu.

When he first grasped the basics of staff techniques, his method of using the staff seemed to be the result of years of arduous practice.

From beginner to intermediate level, and now to advanced level.

Whenever he made progress, he felt his strength increase and he became more familiar with the techniques of exerting force.

As the people around me roared and chopped at me with sticks.

Lin Fan roared back, lowered his center of gravity, and transmitted the power from his waist and hips to the tip of the stick. His arm muscles were as solid as stone, and he dared not hold back any strength, exerting all his strength.

The wind howled fiercely.

The calm and composed Chen Niu didn't take the scene before him to heart at all.

He just wanted to tell everyone.

Do you know that this iron arm of mine has broken countless sticks? It's been beaten so badly that it can't even feel pain anymore.

boom!
Several wooden sticks struck the opponent's arm simultaneously.

Click!

The stick broke.

"what……"

A scream erupted.

Chen Niu's arm was bent in a strange position, while Lin Fan's wooden stick struck the man's neck with lightning speed.

boom!
A dull thud sounded.

Chen Niu knelt down, fell forward, and lay motionless on the ground.

[Basic staff technique proficiency +1]

Lin Fan was shocked. That's it?

When he was attacking, although his opponent's arm was very hard, he felt that the force he was using was enough to crush him. To be honest, he was prepared to be kicked over by his opponent.

But the current situation is somewhat unexpected.

This person doesn't seem to be an expert.

Zhao Er, who was in the crowd, was initially worried about Brother Lin, but after seeing this scene, he was about to shout "Good!" when he suddenly realized that he was on his side and quickly covered his mouth, almost giving himself away.

Yuan Jiang blinked, mouth agape, and stood there, stunned.

No, what happened?
He then lay down.

Why do they confidently claim to be experts?
Enraged by this scene, Wang Changhai burst into laughter.

"Haha, an expert? You call this an expert? Yuan Monkey, did a donkey squeeze your brain?"

"Good, well done. I, the hall master, will reward you handsomely."

Yuan Jiang's face turned ashen. He waved his hand and led his men away in a sorry state, not even glancing at Chen Niu lying there.

Lin Fan glanced at Chen Niu, then followed the others back.

Wang Changhai patted them on the shoulder, praised them a few times, and then waved his hand, leading his henchmen to celebrate. That's how it is when you're in a gang.

He did not join the celebration.

Instead, they were somewhat disappointed. They had hoped that the appearance of a martial arts master would lead to the discovery of traces of martial arts, but so far, there really wasn't even a single clue.

……

inside the house.

He lit the oil lamp, went to the table, and looked at the books placed on it.

Straightforward Explanation of Laws and Ordinances

That's right, he needs to study now.

Gangs have no future; to put it bluntly, they're just for peasants. To find clues about martial arts, you need status and position.

Therefore, he is now preparing for the civil service exam.

The higher one's position, the more access one has to the core.

study hard.

They were preparing for the government's entrance exam, which was scheduled for one month later.

As he turned the pages, he was greeted by dense text that made his head spin and his eyes see stars.

All he wanted to say was, "It's really painful."

But there was no other way but to bite the bullet and grit our teeth and persevere.

(End of this chapter)