Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

During the Qianlong reign, in Xingde County, Cangsong Village.

As the setting sun casts its rays, the ancient pine tree in the center of Cangsong Village casts a long, narrow shadow.

Not far from the ancient pine tree, two furtive figures climbed over the wall of a house and slipped inside.

"Young Master Hui, don't be afraid. Ever since those bandits from Black Wind Stronghold passed through the village, Zhou Chen has been seriously ill and is half-buried in the earth." A thin man called out to the cowering boy behind him.

Hearing the man's words, the boy felt a surge of courage.

"Good! This kid usually relies on his father and doesn't even give my brother any face. He doesn't even know how to address me as Young Master Hui."

Now that his deadbeat father is gone, I'm going to show him what I'm capable of!

Ma Er walked ahead and, upon hearing the boy's resentful words, could only sigh that the boy's mind was as narrow as a needle.

This week, Chen Ping met the boy on the road but did not greet him. Instead, he took advantage of his illness to kill him.

It's true that the less capable a person is, the more they care about these trivial matters.

The words, spoken without being hushed, reached Zhou Chen's ears as he lay on the bed in the inner room.

Just now, he, an ordinary mortal, had a stroke of "great luck" on his way home after finishing his night shift.

I came into this world in the blink of an eye.

He could hear the sounds outside, but despite his mind being a jumbled mess and him throbbing with pain, he dared not make a sound, lest he disturb the two people rummaging through the drawers outside.

Coincidentally, the original owner of this body after transmigrating was also named Zhou Chen. He lost his mother at a young age and had always depended on his hunter father for survival.

But a few days ago, the original owner's father accepted an invitation from someone to explore the deep mountains, and then never returned.

It's like when it rains, it pours; when the boat is broken, it gets hit by a headwind.

Not long after the original owner's father disappeared, the Black Wind Stronghold bandits, who dominated the area, came down the mountain and swept away all the family's savings.

It was precisely because of this that the original owner fell ill and eventually died on her sickbed, which led to Zhou Chen's transmigration this time.

The two people outside searched their memories by listening to the voices. One was a rogue named Ma Er, and the other should be Li Hui, the younger brother of the village's hunting team leader.

"Clang..."

The door to the inner room was suddenly kicked open, slamming against the wall with a loud thud, disrupting Zhou Chen's thoughts.

"What bad luck! Those Black Wind Thieves are like rats, they didn't leave us a single thing!" After searching outside the courtyard and finding nothing, Li Hui no longer felt the fear he had when he climbed over the wall.

"Young Master Hui, don't be angry. This is a fine item; why would it be left in the courtyard?" Ma Er's slightly obsequious voice followed up, his words full of flattery.

Although Li Hui is a good-for-nothing who spends his days stealing chickens and doing petty theft, he has a powerful older brother who protects him. Ma Er, wanting to curry favor with the Li family, naturally tries to win him over.

"In my opinion, this kid has been sick ever since the Black Wind Thieves. Even if he has good stuff, he'll keep it on him."

"Young Master Hui, please wait a moment. I'll go and search his body right away."

Zhou Chen, who was lying on the hard wooden bed trying to adapt to his new body, shuddered when he heard this.

He thought that as long as he lay in bed silently pretending to be dead and let the two men search freely, they would leave once they finished.

In this way, one can also avoid being harmed.

After all, with his frail body, he could easily die from the slightest accident.

However, if he couldn't help making a sound during the body search, the outcome would be uncertain.

"These two are just rascals. If I show weakness and fear, they will surely take advantage of me. But I am strong and resolute, so I dare not approach them."

"We have no choice but to fight with all our might!"

Zhou Chen's mind raced as he recalled the longbow and several arrows that the original owner had hidden by the bedside. These were the only items the original owner had kept close to her body after the Black Wind Bandits' raid.

Tread!

The footsteps gradually approached the bed, and Ma Er's heavy breathing became increasingly clear.

Once Zhou Chen had made up his mind, he didn't hesitate at all.

He opened his eyes a crack and saw a gaunt figure. The face, wrinkled like tree bark, was full of greed. It was none other than the rogue Ma Er.

"Only one chance!" Zhou Chen watched the increasingly close, gaunt body, his ten fingers twitching slightly to adapt to the body as much as possible.

"Heh heh, the Zhou family is considered a wealthy household in the village. Even with the Black Wind Thieves in front of us, I should still be able to skim some soup." The shrill voice was like a sharp instrument scraping against metal, extremely grating.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhou Chen's heart suddenly started pounding, desperately pumping blood and energy into his limbs and bones.

In an instant, he rolled over, grabbed the arrow from his side, and rolled to Ma Er's side, sharpening the arrowhead and embedding it deeply into Ma Er's thigh.

"ah!!!"

In excruciating pain, Ma Er's face contorted into a grimace, and his heart-wrenching screams echoed through the inner room.

Li Hui, who had just begun to gain some confidence, was startled by Zhou Chen's sudden outburst and stood frozen in place, trembling like a leaf.

"Huff huff..."

Zhou Chen took a deep breath. Seeing the two men's reactions, he sighed inwardly, thinking how truly despicable scoundrels were, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

He grabbed the longbow beside him and, relying on the muscle memory of the original owner, nocked an arrow and drew the bow.

The bowstring was slowly drawn back, making a creaking sound, and aimed at Ma Er, who was curled up on the ground clutching his thigh.

Seeing Zhou Chen's terrifying expression, as if he were about to kill him, Ma Er, with beads of sweat rolling down his bark-covered face, cried out, "Master Zhou, spare me! Master Zhou, spare me!"

He begged for mercy while using his other leg, which he could still exert force with, to push himself away from Zhou Chen.

In the distance, Li Hui was still in a daze, staring at the sharp arrow and the injured Ma Er, not knowing what to do.

Feeling the intense soreness in his arm muscles after just a moment of drawing his bow, Zhou Chen was extremely anxious.

If he were to lose his strength at this moment, loosen his grip on the bow and arrow, and reveal his cowardice, his fate might not be much better than if he had just hit the jackpot.

"Get out of here now!"

Suddenly, Zhou Chen's eyebrows shot up, his eyes filled with anger, and he shouted out sharply.

Seemingly startled awake by the stern shout, or perhaps seeing that Zhou Chen had no intention of killing, Li Hui suppressed his fear and quickly walked to Ma Er's side, struggling to help him up before rushing out of the house.

Only after the two figures disappeared outside the courtyard gate did Zhou Chen release the bowstring. The arrow flew only a few meters before falling to the ground, already at its last gasp.

His body was weak and sore. He leaned against the earthen wall behind him and slowly slid down, his lungs pumping like old bellows as he breathed in the fresh air.

"This body is too weak. It's not even as strong as me, an ox or horse that spends all day writing in the office." Zhou Chen complained helplessly, feeling his extremely frail body.

"However, just as the arrow was shot out, it seemed like something bounced out?"

As if sensing Zhou Chen's thoughts, a semi-transparent panel suddenly appeared before him.

Name: Zhou Chen

【07:31:42】

[Precision: 0.1 (0.5)]

[Qi: 0.0]

[God: 0.8 (1.5)]

[Skill: Archery (Beginner, 69%)]

"A cheat code?"

Zhou Chen's heart, which had not yet completely calmed down, began to pound violently again as the panel appeared.