I Have Infinite Skill Points

"Overkill reward: 1,000 experience points, 20 skill points." The moment Wang Lan arrived at the scene, the system notification echoed in his mind.

"Bro, hurry... chase..." A weak voice rang out. The middle-aged man who had been injured by the blonde foreigner struggled to prop himself up and urgently spoke to Wang Lan.

Chase under these circumstances? Chase my ass.

When Wang Lan approached, the man had one hand pressed against his chest, from which fresh blood was spurting out; his body was convulsing non-stop, and he was clearly on the brink of death.

"I'm a Captain from the Tianjian Bureau's Intelligence Department. Who are you?"

"I know you... you're Wang Lan, the mascot of the Intelligence Department. My name is Ma Weidong... from the Action Department... leader of the Second Action Team."

After confirming they were on the same side, Wang Lan yanked open the man's collar and pressed his palm on the wound, activating his Healing Star Martial Arts.

It wasn't long before there was a commotion nearby. Soon, members of the Tianjian Bureau arrived in twos and threes.

"What's going on? Who's calling for backup?"

"That was a fierce battle... the area within a hundred meters was completely wrecked."

"COUGH, COUGH! Old Yu, can't you stop with the snide remarks?" Ma Weidong opened his eyes and cursed weakly.

"Yo, Captain Ma? Sorry, didn't recognize you since you were beaten so badly. What happened? When did you get back? Weren't you away for advanced training?"

"Go to hell, I've been back for a month. I took on a mission to protect Mu Liancheng from a high-priced foreign organization's assassination attempt. But I didn't expect the assassins to be so powerful, sending four Star Cloud Stage experts for the hit."

"Did they succeed?"

"They did."

"Captain Ma, something doesn't add up. Everyone knew that foreign organizations were targeting Mu Liancheng for assassination, so why weren't full precautions taken? Even if you took on the mission, you couldn't have been expected to complete it alone, right?"

"How the hell would I know? Are the guards at the border dead? How could they let such a dangerous Caucasian get through? Fine, even if they managed to slip through the border, how could they possibly make it all the way to Suzhou City? Since when has our Jade Country's counter-infiltration been so worthless? Besides, the foreign organization's bounty is only 20 million. Can 20 million hire four Star Cloud Stage masters? My guess is, at that price, they could at most send one or two hitmen. Who would have thought..."

At that moment, Wang Lan also stood up. "Alright!"

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

"Captain, there's a survivor here," a Tianjian Bureau member suddenly called out.

"Right, I almost forgot. It's Mu Liancheng's son. If it weren't for this kid, I probably wouldn't have even had the chance to signal for help. He's just a high school student, yet he already has the cultivation level of the Star Cloud Stage. He's a genius!"

"Captain Wang, could you take a look at him?"

Wang Lan didn't hesitate, instantly walking over to the individual in question. After just a glance, he showed a surprised expression on his face.

"It's him!"

"Captain Wang, you know him?"

"His name is Mu Shaoyun. We're from the same class year, but not the same class."

Mu Shaoyun, a genius who had long dominated the first rank in the Star Martial Arts Campus at Suzhou No.1 Middle School. Even Jiang Xinyu had managed to suppress him only for a few months at the beginning of their senior year. Once Mu Shaoyun successfully broke through to the Star Cloud Stage, he took back the lead.

The conditions of Mu Shaoyun's family were similar to those of Jiang Xinyu; his parents were engaged in overseas trade, earning them the nickname of South Ship King in Jade Country. Given Mu Shaoyun's exceptional innate talent and the vast resources at his disposal, Wang Lan wasn't the least bit surprised that he ruled over the Star Martial Arts Campus.

Yet, it was unexpected that the renowned South Ship King would be assassinated, and right before his eyes?

"His body is not seriously harmed; he's just drained of Star Power," Wang Lan stated.

"That's good to hear."

Soon enough, more members from the Tianjian Bureau arrived, and the leader of the Action Department, Li Weixin, also reached the scene.

Wang Lan was only there to provide temporary support. After the arrival of more backup, he briefed Li Weixin on the situation and then took his leave. Even if Mu Shaoyun was his classmate, even if South Ship King Mu Liancheng's assassination would cause international shockwaves, these matters had nothing to do with Wang Lan. If it wasn't his business, he wouldn't care too much, especially when the system didn't prompt any mission—he was utterly detached.

「The next day, Wang Lan shouldered his backpack and went to school as usual.」

As soon as he arrived at his class, before he even had time to set down his bag, Xu Xiangwen grabbed Wang Lan's arm. "Wang Lan, did you hear?"

Wang Lan nodded gravely. "I heard! The preliminaries for the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting are about to start, and Old Liu might give us the registration forms today."

"I'm not talking about that!"

"Is it about the possibility of this year's Provincial Martial Arts Meeting being broadcast on television?"

"No! It's about an incident at Mu Shaoyun's home. I heard his parents made some enemies and were assassinated by them, leaving Mu Shaoyun seriously injured."

Wang Lan looked at Xu Xiangwen oddly. What kind of intelligence capability did this guy have? Last night's event was already news by the early morning?

"Don't disbelieve me. I heard it from a classmate in class five this morning. Someone in class five lives in the same neighborhood as Mu Shaoyun."

"So be it... I'll trust you for now, but no gossiping. Let's wait for the truth to come out."

"I get it. Whether it's true or not, Mu Shaoyun is our classmate after all. It's not right to talk behind his back, and it's even worse to gloat over his misfortune."

"When did I gloat?"

"The smile on your face has already given you away."

Even if Wang Lan and Xu Xiangwen stopped discussing it, by noon, the rumors about Mu Shaoyun's family being in trouble and his Star Palace being ruined, reducing him to an ordinary person, were still spreading among the classmates.

Gossip, indeed, is human nature. Besides, when three people say something, it takes on a life of its own, turning the rumor outrageous.

"Students, the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting is starting in a month, and this year's event might be different from the past. But no matter how different it is, for us, that makes no difference. Strive to improve and actively prepare, to meet this event in your best form—a once-in-a-lifetime event for you. In the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting, each city will send a team of ten representatives. We, in Suzhou City, only have one Star Martial High School, so it's not that complicated. Those who are interested in registering, please submit your application forms to my office before the end of school today."

Before the afternoon class, Liu Jie distributed the application forms. The main task for today was to register for the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting. Registration was purely voluntary, but as a teacher, he hoped that all the capable students in his class would participate.

Especially Mingyue Wucheng and his two companions; their strength was unfathomably deep. If they were serious, even Jiang Xinyu might not win against any one of them. But the three of them seemed to have no interest in the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting, as they absentmindedly shoved the registration forms into their drawers, not intending to take them out again.

"Wucheng, are you guys...not planning on competing?" Wang Lan curiously leaned over and asked.

"Not competing!" Mingyue Wucheng said with a wry smile, shaking his head. "People like us, if we compete, wouldn't that be denying others any chance of victory? Win a championship that's already reserved, and there's no sense of achievement."

"Damn!" Wang Lan raised his Wild Imprisonment Finger as a sign of respect. "So the Star Martial Warrior families aren't participating?"

"Not necessarily, it depends on the person." Obviously, Mingyue Wucheng knew Wang Lan had not just leaned over out of simple concern for whether they were participating or not.

"For descendants of Star Martial Warrior families like us, there's really no need to compete in the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting. Winning doesn't help much, and losing would bring shame to the family. But for those Star Martial Warrior families that are declining or rising, it's a stage to announce their comeback. Hence, each year at the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting, the ones who truly shine are often the descendants of Star Martial Warrior families. Not to dampen your spirits, but whether it's you, Wang Lan, or classmate Jiang Xinyu, making it into the top ten in the province would already be an extraordinary achievement. You indeed have peerless talents and resources. But even if you rely on your talent and resources, it would be tough to compete with those Star Martial Warrior families with a solid background. One point, in particular, is the Inborn Talent of the Bloodline, which you lack. Well, it seems you have one, but your Inborn Talent of the Bloodline is of the Medical Attribute."

"There are at least five hundred Star Martial Warrior families in Jiang Province, if not a thousand. Star Martial Warrior families can't be simply described as a lineage of Star Martial Warriors passed down over five generations. A recognized Star Martial Warrior family not only has an ancestry of Star Martial Warriors, but they also must possess the family's Inborn Talent of the Bloodline and ancestral secret techniques. Their Inborn Talents of the Bloodline and secret techniques have been perfected over countless generations. If there was a way to break them, it wouldn't be up to us students to find it. Against those Inborn Talents of the Bloodline and secret techniques, we're basically helpless. I heard that this time, for Jin City's delegation, more than half are descendants of Star Martial Warrior families. Jiang Province has thirteen cities, so the top ten masters will likely be dominated by Star Martial Warrior family descendants."

"Are Star Martial Warrior families really that powerful?" Xu Xiangwen asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Sorry to say, but Star Martial Warrior families are indeed that powerful. What I said earlier about how if I participated, no one else would stand a chance, was just bragging. Actually, it's because I'm not sure I can make it into the top ten that I decided to give up. The Mingyue Family of Suzhou City is also ranked within the top one hundred Star Martial Warrior families in the whole of Jade Country. Among the Mingyue Family's new generation, my talent and strength are considered outstanding. However, this world is never short of demons and freaks. If you could easily defeat me at my full strength, then there might still be hope for competing for the top ten. If you can't do that, you might not even make it into the top twenty. I'm not intentionally trying to discourage you—it's genuinely tough."

Mingyue Wucheng and Wang Lan's group had a good relationship, so they believed what he said. But because they believed it, Jiang Xinyu's face also became somber.

"No matter how difficult it is, I must participate in the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting. If I don't try hard enough, how will I know if I can succeed, right?" Gong Feiyu said with a light smile.

"Of course. I'll collect some intel on the other cities for you these days. As a friend, I hope you can achieve good results too and maybe even get noticed by one of the four major Star Martial Academies."

"Thank you!"

Of the fifty students in the class, most of them actually didn't dare to fill in the form. It wasn't about courage; it was about reality. Only ten people would be chosen for Suzhou City's team. If you impulsively decided to fill in the form, then ask yourself: can my strength rank within the top ten in the entire grade?

If you honestly reflected, most people would throw their pens down and think, "To hell with the Provincial Martial Arts Meeting. I'm doomed not to even qualify to represent Suzhou City, so why bother signing up..."

Xie Sisi was struggling with this right now.

Looking at the sign-up form in front of her, Xie Sisi could only write her name before finding herself unable to continue.

Although Xie Sisi's strength had increased dramatically, and she reigned supreme in unarmed combat among Suzhou City's high school seniors, what was her true combat level? Perhaps only eighth in the class.

Eighth in the class, at most, could put her in the top thirty of the whole grade. Joining the ten-person team... was nearly impossible. To sign up would be to inevitably face elimination.

After pondering for a while, Xie Sisi finally set down her pen.

"You're quitting too?" Jiang Xinyu asked after she finished filling out the form.

"There's almost no chance I'll represent Suzhou City in the competition... I better not bother," Sisi said with a wry smile on her face.

"It's about participation, right? What if you do make it into the top ten and represent Suzhou City? That could also add a feather to your school's cap. Even if you get eliminated early, just being able to represent Suzhou City would be a testament to your strength," Wang Lan turned around and persuaded.

Encouraged by Wang Lan's gentle, encouraging gaze, Xie Sisi picked up her pen again and began to fill out the application form seriously.

This scene made Jiang Xinyu really want to kick Wang Lan.