Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

Chapter 201 Tonight is Not Quiet

"Jiao Dalang just left like that?" Li Xingzhi looked at Jiao Dalang, who was looking dejected and preparing to leave.

"Oh? Is there anything else you need, Young Master Li?"

Jiao Da lowered his head, a ferocious look flashing across his face. He was filled with depression and resentment. He had thought it was a priceless treasure, but when he got his hands on it, he found it to be a hot potato. The huge gap between his expectations and reality inevitably twisted his mind.

"I haven't given any instructions. However, my companion is itching to try his hand at it. I wonder if you could offer some pointers?"

Li Linzhi had wanted to get involved earlier, but Li Xingzhi had given the opportunity to Zhou Rou'er, leaving her feeling frustrated. Now, hearing Li Xingzhi's words, her disappointed heart perked up again. Without waiting for Jiao Da's reply, she picked up her long whip and stepped forward.

"Young man, you'd better have some sense of propriety!"

Jiao's eyes were bloodshot, like a wounded beast; if provoked any further, he would surely fight to the death.

He knew that if he were to fight that girl, his fate might not be much better than that of the Wu brothers.

Upon hearing Jiao Da's words, the burly men around him regained their composure—with so many brothers, were they really afraid of these few people?

These men bared their teeth and sharpened their claws, waiting for Jiao Da's command to pounce like ferocious beasts.

Hong Shan looked at the large group of fierce men surrounding him. Although he was unwilling, he was not afraid. Seeing Li Xingzhi's coercion, he did not stop him, lest he lose face for no reason.

"Snapped!"

No sooner had Jiao Da finished speaking than a loud thud was heard, and a whip struck the ground, raising dust and leaving a half-inch deep welt—if this were to strike a person…

Li Xingzhi felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the whip—every time he saw Li Linzhi wield the whip, he would see a woman in leather clothes standing in front of him, holding a candle in her left hand and a whip in her right, staring at him with a strange smile.

"This violent woman," Li Xingzhi muttered under his breath.

"W-what do you want to do?"

Jiao Da dared not think any further, his voice trembled, and he showed no trace of ruthlessness. He bowed and slowly retreated into the crowd.

"What are you doing? Humph!"

Li Linzhi struck him with her whip, instantly tearing his skin and flesh apart! She withdrew the whip, which was still covered in blood and bits of flesh.

Watching this scene, Hongshan recalled the wildly jumping monkey from that day and could only pray silently in his heart, reciting the phrase "Namo Maitreya Buddha" that he had learned from who-knows-where.

"Hmph! Hiss—" Jiao Da let out a muffled groan.

The whip lashed him, drawing out his last shred of courage. "You bitch, I'll fuck you!" Jiao Da's eyes were bloodshot. "All of you, get her! Whoever kills this woman will be the next—"

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, another dark shadow appeared in mid-air, striking him before he could react. This time, the force was even greater, penetrating his flesh an inch deep.

"what!"

Before the shout had even faded, several more whip shadows ripped through the night, lashing down.

A whip can't kill a person; it can only cause them excruciating pain or make them faint. But now, Jiao Da has lost even his usual swagger. He's crouching down, clutching his head, trembling on the ground, begging for mercy.

"Big Brother—" A figure rushed out from the side; it was Jiao Er.

Seeing the whips flying everywhere like a madman, he dared not approach and threw his long sword instead. Seeing this, the surrounding crowd quickly followed suit, throwing out their wooden sticks and broadswords.

"Boom!"

Several loud bangs echoed as space was torn apart in the air. When everyone looked up, they saw a long black whip, like a slender, venomous snake, coiling left and right, binding all the thrown objects.

Hong Shan, this burly and imposing man, was also wide-eyed at the sight of such amazing whip techniques!

How can someone who hasn't cultivated their own internal energy know the wonders of true energy?

At this moment, Hu San'er and Hu Miao'er, one old and one young, had the same expression—eyes wide open, mouths agape, faces full of strange disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost or god, with a hint of horror mixed in.

When Hu Miao'er first saw Li Linzhi, he secretly glanced at her countless times, fantasizing about marrying such a beauty. But now, seeing her fierce appearance, his hazy dream shattered in an instant. Looking at Jiao Da lying on the ground, covered in blood and gore, he felt a chill run down his spine, wishing his parents had more legs.

"then!"

Li Linzhi was having a great time and didn't notice the expressions of the people around her. She flung her hand, and the object she had thrown flew back at an even faster speed.

A burly man watched the wooden stick fly back and reached out to catch it. Unexpectedly, an immense force, like a surging sea, surged from the stick, making his entire arm go numb.

The burly man who borrowed the wooden stick was lucky; if he had caught the broadsword, he would have been unable to move half of his body. If he had been even slightly luckier, with the tip of the blade flying towards him, he would have likely lost his life.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

A series of mournful cries erupted from the mouths of dozens of burly men, each one still full of vigor, and for a moment, the wails echoed throughout the mountains and fields. Then, the forests within a radius of dozens of miles became abuzz with activity.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

The surrounding bandits, though desperate criminals, were not fools who would fight to the death. Their morale was repeatedly suppressed, and even those who still had the strength to resist dared not draw their swords to fight again. The few lucky ones who were still standing had already fled for their lives.

Hong Shan was dumbfounded once again at the sight. He had underestimated the abilities of these people once more. Had he known this would happen, he would never have spoken so politely to those thieves, nor had he dragged Li Jing, this formidable figure, into the conversation to intimidate them.

The ringleaders must be executed!

The once lively group of more than ten people has now dwindled to just a few big and small cats.

The moon rose again, its pale yellow hue bringing a touch of warmth to the cold night.

The group found another place and started a large fire. The firelight made their faces glow red and their bodies feel warm.

"Is it my fault?" Li Xingzhi gently embraced Zhou Rou'er, who had changed back into her white dress, feeling her slightly cool body, and whispered.

"I know you mean well." Zhou Rou'er was already so understanding, looking at Li Xingzhi with gentle eyes, and a romantic atmosphere arose between the two of them.

"Sister Rou'er, if you keep giving in to him like this, he'll just take advantage of you!" Someone interrupted, shattering the somewhat romantic atmosphere.

"Li Linzhi, I've noticed you're becoming more and more of a tomboy."

Having been around for so long, Li Linzhi and Li Xingzhi naturally knew what "tomboy" meant. In fact, even if they didn't know, they could guess.

"Hmph! You're the tomboy! Rou'er, let's ignore him!" Li Linzhi felt unhappy every time she saw Li Xingzhi and Zhou Rou'er being close. Of course, she never thought it was jealousy; she was just afraid that Rou'er would be bullied by bad people.

The people around weren't moral guardians or old-fashioned scholars; they simply pretended not to see the young couple flirting. Of course, even those as bold as Li Xingzhi sometimes couldn't help but mentally curse him for being immoral.

The night grew deeper.

None of them seemed inclined to sleep. Suddenly, someone's stomach rumbled loudly, and soon everyone's stomachs were playing a symphony.

The insects on the ground also began to chirp intermittently...

Tonight is destined to be anything but peaceful. (To be continued.)