Supreme Martial Venerable: Starting with the White Ape Cloak Hammer skill point allocation

Back on the riverbank where the laborers slept, the sounds of snoring filled the air.

Even the foreman in charge of patrolling was lying on the mat, fast asleep.

It seems that Chen Liu wanted to keep it all to himself, so he didn't tell anyone about his plan.

Zhou Yuan tiptoed back to the stove and sat down with a thud. Only then did a wave of fear wash over him.

In the firelight, he looked down at his trembling hands. The calluses on his palms were cut open by the sharp edges of the stones, the skin and flesh turned inside out, and the pain was excruciating.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yuan forcefully suppressed the urge to vomit.

Killing doesn't feel good, but he had no choice.

To survive in this world, he has to be more ruthless than those people.

Moreover, you get used to this kind of thing after doing it a lot. Just like cheating, you might feel some psychological burden the first time, but you'll become more and more skilled at it later.

Zhou Yuan was someone I heard about from a friend in my past life.

Zhou Yuan's heart gradually grew cold. The fact that he was still afraid meant that he hadn't killed enough people.

Killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is heroism.

Whoever wants me dead, I'll make them die first!

After calming down, Zhou Yuan began to review the events of the evening.

"Chen Liu is big and strong. If I hadn't launched a surprise attack, it's hard to say who would have died in a real fight."

Zhou Yuan thought to himself, "Fortunately, Chen Liu is not a martial artist who has broken through to the next level, otherwise I would definitely have had a hard time succeeding tonight."

He found a strip of cloth and bandaged his hand, wincing in pain.

"If I had a knife, or even a dagger, I wouldn't have tried to hurt myself or others. I'm a blacksmith, after all, and I never thought of making a dagger for myself to protect myself."

Zhou Yuan secretly reflected on himself, realizing that he had lived in peacetime for too long and his vigilance was too weak.

"Chen Liu is just a small fry; behind him is Gao Dazhuang, and behind Gao Dazhuang are other people..."

Zhou Yuan was filled with a sense of crisis.

Chen Liu was just a hooligan, while Gao Dazhuang was the county magistrate's brother-in-law and had actually practiced martial arts.

"Strength! I must become a cleared warrior as soon as possible!"

Zhou Yuan took the package he had taken from Chen Liu, emptied its contents, and then threw the money bag into the stove.

He breathed a sigh of relief as the flames engulfed the money bag.

Zhou Yuan's eyes lit up when his gaze fell on the pile of things.

More than a month after he transmigrated, this was the first time he had ever seen silver!

There were a few pieces of broken silver and a pile of copper coins on the ground, totaling about five or six taels of silver, which was equivalent to his previous annual income.

"A horse won't get fat without night grass, and hard work will never lead to wealth."

Zhou Yuan hid the silver, and while everyone was asleep, he stood up in the shadow of the stove and rose into the White Ape Stance.

…………

The next day, it was broad daylight.

The clanging sound of blacksmithing woke everyone up like an alarm clock.

"Is Lao Liu still not back? Has he gone off to have fun with that mistress again?"

"I just got scolded by Gao Tou'er last time, and this bastard still doesn't know how to behave."

"He'll die on a woman's belly sooner or later!"

…………

A group of overseers were cursing and swearing.

Chen Liu had often sneaked out to patronize prostitutes before, so the overseers didn't think much of it, assuming that Chen Liu had gone too far with his hobbies somewhere.

The overseers were both angry and envious, and they vented all their anger on the laborers, even whipping a stray dog ​​that was passing by.

Zhou Yuan was not spared either, and was kicked by one of the overseers.

However, he was relieved, as it seemed that the overseers had not suspected him.

He left no trace last night, and Chen Liu's body was thrown into the river and has long been washed away to who knows where.

In this era, it was common for people to go missing. No one would have imagined that a blacksmith serving corvée labor would dare to kill his overseer.

…………

clang!

After Zhou Yuan finished repairing a piece of ironware, he noticed that the supervisors were not paying attention to him. On a whim, he brought up the system panel.

Name: Zhou Yuan

[Free Points: 12]

[Realm: None]

[Technique: White Ape Cloak Hammer Beginner (9/300)]

[Skill: Intermediate Blacksmithing Technique (2/100)]

Zhou Yuan's gaze fell on the numbers in the Free Points column, and he was pleasantly surprised.

Yesterday's settlement was at 12 o'clock!

He had been able to get a maximum of 10 points for several days in a row, and thought that 10 points was the limit, but he unexpectedly broke the limit yesterday.

"Could it be because I practiced the White Ape Stance Technique all night? Or is killing Chen Liu also a form of effort?"

Zhou Yuan pondered to himself that anything done to change one's own situation should be considered an effort.

Anyway, having more free points is a good thing.

Without much thought, Zhou Yuan started adding his free points.

When adding points, Zhou Yuan's obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in. He added 11 points to the White Ape Cloak Hammer and the remaining 1 point to the Intermediate Blacksmithing Technique.

The text on the system panel has changed to:

Name: Zhou Yuan

[Free Points: 0]

[Realm: None]

[Technique: White Ape Cloak Hammer Beginner (20/300)]

[Skill: Intermediate Blacksmithing Technique (3/100)]

"I'll feel better once I've accumulated enough experience in intermediate blacksmithing techniques."

Zhou Yuan muttered to himself.

…………

As the sun was setting, Zhou Yuan had finished repairing the last broken tool.

In the past, even several blacksmiths couldn't keep up with the wear and tear caused by the laborers. Now, Zhou Yuan alone repaired all the piled-up broken ironware in just a few days.

A small sense of accomplishment rose in Zhou Yuan's heart. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt that even the evening breeze was so comfortable.

With the White Ape Cloak Hammer technique now mastered, he is becoming increasingly adept at blacksmithing, surpassing even experienced masters with twenty or thirty years of experience.

"There are water monkeys!"

"Oh no! Old Li has been captured by the water monkeys!"

Suddenly a loud shout rang out, and the laborers, almost naked, rushed up the riverbank, their faces filled with panic and their eyes with terror.

Zhou Yuan carried the iron hammer and ran forward several dozen steps to the riverbank, looking out over the river.

In the center of the river, the water was churning, and a dark shadow could be seen appearing and disappearing.

A laborer stretched his hands out of the water and struggled frantically, but was soon submerged by the river.

Those overseers, who usually swaggered around, ran faster than the laborers in this situation; how could they dare to save anyone?

In just a few breaths, the water returned to calm.

Gurgle.

A blood flower bloomed on the surface of the water, instantly turning a section of the river crimson.

"It's the dry season now, the water is only a few feet deep, how could there be water monkeys?"

The people who had fled to the riverbank were still in shock. One of the overseers, pale-faced, said...

"Let the county send someone to drive the water monkeys away, otherwise we can't do this job."

Another oversight road.

The laborers huddled together, trembling with fear. It seemed that even if they were whipped, they would absolutely not dare to go any further.

"Old Chen hasn't come back for several days. Could he have been captured by the water monkeys?"

"It is a foreman," one of the foremen suddenly said.

"He loved to run to the river to pee, and he boasted that he could pee the farthest, who knows—"

Another oversight road.

The foremen exchanged glances, their faces turning pale.

They didn't care if the laborers died, but if the overseer died, wouldn't that mean they were also in danger?

"I'll go to the county to get people right now!"

One of the overseers ran towards the county town, whether to call for help or because he was too afraid to stay on the riverbank any longer, it was unclear.