Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

In the early morning, before the mist had completely dissipated, a layer of dampness clung to the blue brick ground of the drill ground.

When Zhou Chen and Shi Feng arrived at the training ground, some outer disciples were already gathered together, talking in hushed tones.

"Have you heard? Another body was found in the alley west of the city. It's just a skeleton; all the flesh is gone. It's really eerie!"

"More than that! I have a relative who works in the government office. He said that in the past two weeks, there have been no fewer than ten similar skeletons, and no trace of them can be found," another person whispered.

Someone started the conversation, and many outer disciples who were interested in the matter gathered around.

"My neighbor got up in the middle of the night yesterday and kept hearing swallowing and chewing sounds outside the wall. He was so frightened that he fell ill on the spot."

"Could it be that a man-eating monster has really sneaked into the city?" Someone gasped, their voice trembling slightly.

The conversation was like a cold wind, seeping into everyone's clothes, causing these martial artists with cultivation to unconsciously tighten their garments.

Some people's eyes were darting around, already considering whether to apply to stay inside the building to avoid the storm.

Zhou Chen paused slightly, suddenly recalling the wanted poster that the constable known as Master Hong had posted in the teahouse that day.

The monster on the wanted poster was on all fours with bloodshot eyes, but it was completely different from the one he had seen in the old world.

He shook his head, feeling that he was worrying unnecessarily by linking these two completely unrelated things together.

"Perhaps it's the work of some man-eating monsters that are good at hiding their tracks."

Just then, the crowd suddenly quieted down and automatically parted to make way for them.

Senior Brother Gao Tian and Yi Lianxing arrived side by side.

Gao Tian stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with a resolute face. Wherever his gaze swept, no one dared to meet his eyes. He exuded a calm and majestic aura.

Yi Lianxing was dressed in a simple and elegant outfit. Her face was beautiful and her eyes were clear but aloof, like ice and snow untouched by the dust of the world.

"Quiet." Gao Tian's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the noise. "Today's outer sect competition will begin immediately. Those whose names are called, come forward and draw lots."

"Shen Tian versus Qin Jue."

"Shi Feng versus Xiao Han."

……

Soon, Gao Tian took the roster and called out names in pairs.

Upon hearing their opponent's name, some disciples' eyes lit up, while others' faces darkened.

"Ugh, I'm going to get beaten up again. I might as well just admit defeat."

After Gao Tian finished reading out the names, a spacious area had been cleared in the center of the training ground.

At this moment, it was not yet Zhou Chen's turn to take the stage, so he used his spiritual tracking ability to watch the battle from the sidelines.

Stones from other mountains can attack jade.

The Crimson Flame Martial Arts School has nearly a hundred outer disciples, and many of the senior disciples have mastered the Crimson Flame Staff Technique to a high level, so they can learn from each other.

On the stage, Shen Qi stood calmly in the center of the arena, a long soft iron rod casually planted on the ground, yet he exuded a subtle sense of oppression.

His opponent was also a veteran disciple who had been training in the Bone Forging Realm for many years, and whose Crimson Flame Staff Technique had reached a high level of proficiency.

The two bowed, and Shen Tian launched a preemptive attack.

After several exchanges, the old disciple, who was inferior to Shen Tian in strength, speed, and familiarity with the Crimson Flame Staff Technique, had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Li Wuji versus Zhou Chen."

The lively discussion on the training ground suddenly fell silent.

Li Wuji narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Chen, seemingly lost in thought.

"Who is Zhou Chen? Why was he singled out to spar with the young master of the Li family? Could it be that he offended the senior brother?" someone asked curiously.

"Not necessarily. Brother Zhou's strength is not much weaker than Li Wuji's," Shi Feng, who was watching the battle from the side, retorted.

"Heh, since Young Master Li entered the sect, he has invited an inner disciple to teach and spar with him on the Crimson Flame Staff Technique every day. In just six or seven days, he has already mastered the Crimson Flame Staff Technique." The man sneered.

"What does Zhou Chen have? He spends all his time hanging out with a weakling like you who's only at the Skin Refining Realm. What kind of progress can he possibly make?"

"You..." Shi Feng's face flushed red upon hearing this.

These days, he goes to spar with his partner in the afternoons and practices martial arts with Zhou Chen and Chen Yunpeng in the evenings. He has already mastered the Crimson Flame Staff Technique.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Yunpeng would have been utterly shocked.

However, Zhou Chen's rapid cultivation speed, which allowed him to master the basics in a single day, seemed rather ordinary.

Shi Feng recalled the scene of Zhou Chen and Chen Yunpeng sparring back and forth, crossed his arms, and snorted coldly, "Then you'd better watch carefully."

In the center of the training ground, Li Wuji held a long blue staff that he had taken from the Li family's treasury, his clothes swaying in the wind.

Coupled with his extraordinary appearance, he exuded the air of a young master from a noble family, causing the female disciples beside the training ground to stare in amazement.

"Please enlighten me." Li Wuji looked at Zhou Chen's face, which was even more handsome than his own, and said politely.

Regardless of what Senior Brother Gao Tian's intentions were in pairing him with this peasant, the result would be the same: both would be a single blow.

Zhou Chen cupped his hands in greeting and assumed the starting stance for the Crimson Flame Staff Technique.

After the two exchanged greetings, Senior Brother Gao Tian immediately announced the start of the competition.

Li Wuji flicked his long staff, ready to unleash the Starfire Dagger.

At this moment, Zhou Chen had already made his move!

There was no warning, no build-up of power, and not even a clear starting motion.

The blue bricks beneath his feet trembled slightly, and in a flash, the white waxwood staff in his hand thrust out.

"So fast!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Chen's figure was already within reach, and the tip of the ordinary white waxwood stick was aimed straight at his heart.

Click...

The long blue staff in his hand met the white ash wood staff, and a crisp sound of wood breaking rang out.

However, the parry that Li Wuji had anticipated did not occur.

The broken tip of the ash wood still pointed straight ahead like an arrow, and a faint burning smell reached Li Wuji's nose.

"what!"

The end of the stick struck his chest, and Li Wuji cried out in pain, his body staggering backward.

He could clearly hear the sound of his bones dislocating.

Zhou Chen wins.

Gao Tian shook his head as he looked at Li Wuji, who had been blasted out of the competition arena.

Although this person was quite talented, he had no combat experience. His opponent, on the other hand, was concise and powerful, with each move extremely clean.

If the white ash wood staff provided by the martial arts school hadn't been of much lower quality than the blue long staff that Li Wuji had brought himself, Li Wuji's condition would definitely not have been as simple as a bone misalignment.

"How could that be!"

The disciples, who had been expecting a crushing victory, froze in shock.

The victory in this battle was indeed overwhelming; some disciples didn't even have time to react before it was over.

However, the roles of the victor and the vanquished have reversed.

The disciple who had previously made the sarcastic remark looked completely bewildered.

Even Shi Feng, who initially believed Zhou Chen could win, was speechless.

He knew Zhou Chen would win, but he never expected him to win in such a way.

"Not bad." Yi Lianxing's bright eyes lit up slightly as she nodded in praise.

Suddenly, Li Wuji looked down at his right foot, which had left the arena, and let out a low roar.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"He even discounted his weapons! I was just careless for a moment. If it happened again, it certainly wouldn't be like this!"

Having said that, he gripped the long staff, loosening it in the front and tightening it in the back, as if he wanted to have another match with Zhou Chen.