Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

In the afternoon, led by Zhang Daniu, the group arrived at a secluded courtyard. On the gate of the courtyard were several large characters written in bold, sharp strokes, like eagle claws flying and revealing their sharpness: Qiu Jun Martial Arts School!

The falcon, a ferocious creature, is actually a small eagle!

Li Xingzhi frowned frequently as he looked at the large characters before him. He knew the matter and understood its meaning, and he disliked the chilling and cruel aura emanating from them.

The thick, dark gate to the courtyard was dilapidated and covered in dust. Occasionally, patches of bright red and black stains could be seen—dried blood! Through the opening in the gate, one could vaguely glimpse the broken stone walls and the chaotic scene inside!

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With trembling hands, Zhang Daniu opened the broken doorway and led the group around the stone wall. Suddenly, a vast expanse opened up before them! It was a training ground, roughly an acre in size, with some bloodstained, chipped weapons lying haphazardly nearby.

Da Niu carefully picked up one of the large knives, his eyes red and tears streaming down his face! He gently wiped the now-tarnished knife—

"Brother--!"

That day, he witnessed the murder of their elder brother, who was like a father to them! Otherwise, how could he have escaped the clutches of those ruthless bandits wielding deadly weapons?!

Looking at the eight-foot-tall, fierce man who was crying uncontrollably, Li Xingzhi felt a slight pang of sadness in his heart.

Passing through the front courtyard, from the covered walkway to the backyard—the trees are towering, creating a chilling atmosphere! Weeds cover the ground, and dust is everywhere, but occasionally you can see broken weapons and stains of dark red blood, making you feel a chilling wind and a sense of dread!

The girl walking beside Li Xingzhi clung tightly to his hand. Every now and then, her body trembled slightly, and her face turned pale. She seemed to be remembering that cold, blazing hillside again...

Outside the martial arts school, a thin figure watched the three people who entered, a cold glint flashing across his face!

"I didn't expect there would actually be someone fearless enough to come back! The leader was right to be on the safe side!"

***

This was already a remote courtyard, even more dilapidated and cold.

In a dilapidated hut next to the courtyard, the door was tightly shut, with only a few rays of light occasionally piercing through the rubble, illuminating two figures inside.

"Boss, we've found their hideout! Among the people we found today, one is the little fish that slipped through our fingers, and that boy is the eldest grandson of the wealthy Li family in Chang'an!"

"Wealthy merchants? The Li family? Heh! They're both in Chang'an, both surnamed Li, but they're worlds apart. This is a good opportunity to have some fun. These shrewd merchants must have a lot of money!"

The man standing in front of him had a cold smile on his face. If anyone saw it, they would shudder and lose sleep for several days and nights!

"Are you ready tonight?"

Night had fallen!

The autumn sun blazed fiercely, a time of intense heat, yet for some reason, on this night, the cold wind howled wildly again!

In Luoyang, at the Li family's villa, a dozen burly men, as fierce as tigers, were spread out, on high alert. The servants had all been summoned in advance, and the doors and windows were closed. In the entire mansion, only the main hall was lit with a dim yellow light, and the whole courtyard was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Inside the lobby, a burly man and a girl in a tight-fitting outfit sat at a small table.

"Oh dear—I wonder when Brother Li will return. I hope nothing bad has happened to him!"

"Don't worry, young lady! Just look at the young master's amazing agility; there are probably very few in the world who can catch him!" The burly man beside him gripped the hilt of his knife tightly with his right hand, his veins bulging, but he comforted her in a rough voice.

The girl had asked this question countless times, and the burly man had given the same answer without the slightest impatience. Hearing the same answer from the burly man as before, the girl simply sighed softly and said nothing more.

***

In Luoyang, the streets and alleys were laid out like vegetable plots or chessboards, flat and orderly. On the main street, squads of soldiers in black armor walked among them, their armor clashing and rustling as they moved.

It was late at night, the gates of the neighborhood were tightly closed, only the lights were on inside, and there were still some people coming and going.

In a remote neighborhood, a line of black-clad warriors, wielding sharp blades, slipped through walls and over houses, taking secluded paths, until they arrived at a secluded courtyard...

Elsewhere, the figure in blue robes swayed and easily traversed the streets lined with armored soldiers, leaping effortlessly between the neighborhoods and city walls at incredible speed, like a bat's shadow, before finally stopping in front of a shop.

At this moment, all the lights in the city went out.

The man in blue looked at the signboard in front of him, nodded slightly, bent his foot, and moved into a small courtyard behind the shop.

In the backyard, in the middle of the house, the sound of snoring could be heard softly. Through the window of the attic, one could see a fair-skinned, plump man lying peacefully on the bed.

chap——

With a soft sound, a dark figure suddenly appeared in the house.

The fat man, who had been lying peacefully in bed and seemed to be fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and abruptly pressed his hand to the side—

brush--

A strong wind whistled, and several dark arrows shot towards the figure in blue robes in front.

"Humph!"

The man in blue gave a soft snort, watching the short arrows being shot at him. He remained motionless, and somehow, he had already gathered several pebbles in his hand.

"Li——"

With a sharp whistle, the pebble hit the fat man!

The fat man stared wide-eyed in horror, as if he had seen a ghost, staring straight at the figure in green before him. His hands and feet were all numb and stiff, and he could no longer move!

Seeing the fat man's horrified gaze, the man in blue smiled coldly, his aura surging, and with a flick of his sleeve—

"Ding!"

Several broken arrows fell to the ground!

The man in blue grabbed the fat man by the collar, and under the fat man's astonished gaze, he moved silently like a ghost across the rooftops and stone walls, finally stopping in an abandoned courtyard.

At this moment, the silver plate hangs high, and silver frost is sprinkled all over!

The silvery light shone on the face of the man in blue, revealing an extremely handsome young man.

This person was none other than Li Xingzhi who had come out!

Li Xingzhi looked at the fat man lying on the ground, and with a flick of his hand, a pebble shot with great force into the fat man's neck. The fat man suddenly felt that his previously wide-open, numb mouth could move again.

"Who are you?" The fat man had completely calmed down by this point.

"You do not know who I am?"

The fat man's eyes flickered slightly as he said, "Are you the young master of the Li family in Chang'an?" His eyes then darted around before he suddenly asked definitively, "Is the young man surnamed Li in Tanzhou and his 'Library Pavilion' related to you?"

"What a smart person!"

"Haha—I see! This is the first time in my life I've ever met someone as powerful as you. May I ask who your master is? Could he be a legendary immortal? To be defeated by this young master, I, Monkey, will die without regret!"

"Want to die? It's not that easy!"

"I've taken a deadly poison; even a celestial being couldn't save me..." The fat man's face showed a relieved and smug smile.

"I think—not necessarily!" Li Xingzhi said, flicking his hand, and a golden thread shot out from Li Xingzhi's hand—the fat man felt a slight pain in his finger, and saw a small golden snake biting his finger.

The fat man felt a subtle sucking force coming from him, and a thin bluish-black line connected from the finger bitten by the snake's mouth to various parts of his body, slowly fading and disappearing!

To the fat man's horror, his hands and feet, which had gradually weakened and lost sensation, and his head, which had become numb, had returned to their original state. It seemed that the flow of blood and energy throughout his body had become slightly smoother.