"Walk."
Zhao Yan uttered a single word, and his figure floated out the door, disappearing into the pitch-black Nightscape.
Lin Yu (Number Twelve) silently followed.
The boundless Internal Force generated by the self-circulation of the Primordial Unity Ki Technique within his body allowed him to keep up with Zhao Yan's pace.
Lin Yu looked at Zhao Yan, who was always one step ahead of him, and realized that he had deliberately slowed down.
Otherwise, the other party might have already flown off somewhere by now.
Even if he possesses unique cultivation techniques, he is still a beginner in cultivation.
No matter what, they can never compare to Grandmaster martial artist.
About an incense stick's time later, the two arrived at the edge of a relatively bustling area.
Unlike the dilapidated old town, this place is filled with towering buildings and wide streets.
The most eye-catching sight is the vast, brightly lit, luxurious villa in front of you— the Golden Bull Martial Arts School.
Even late at night, several ram's horn lanterns still hang in front of the martial arts school, illuminating the pair of majestic stone lions and the four large, gleaming, and powerfully written characters "Golden Bull Martial Arts School" on the lintel.
"Wow! This martial arts school True Ki." Lin Yu admired the magnificent building before him.
Touching the stone lions in front of the door, I realized that even these two things were no ordinary items.
It feels as smooth and warm as jade.
"What a nouveau riche," Lin Yu muttered.
Having lived in the slums, he knew the hardships faced by ordinary people in this world.
Now that he's in this affluent area, he understands that the wealth of ordinary people is controlled by these people.
Even this district and this street are called Golden Bull District Golden Bull Street.
This will help you understand how severe resource monopolies are in this world.
He turned his head to look at Zhao Yan beside him. The other man was squinting, licking his lips, and staring at the martial arts school as if he were staring at a piece of fat flesh, full of undisguised malice and excitement.
"So, how did you come to be enemies with this behemoth?" Lin Yu couldn't help but ask.
Lin Yu was also a little curious. He had never seen the sheer size of the Golden Bull Martial Arts School before, and he had thought it was just a small Wu Martial Arts School.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a behemoth in reality.
Zhao Yan is a crazy and extreme person, but he wouldn't have made an enemy of such a person for no reason.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan chuckled, flipped his wrist, and revealed the delicate, gleaming sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, in his hand. He gently brushed his fingertips across the blade, producing a faint hum.
"Just because of that." His voice was hoarse, tinged with a hint of mockery.
Lin Yu's gaze fell on the knife.
It's a fine knife; even in dim light, its extraordinary sharpness and spirit can be felt.
Such a precious sword is something that martial artists often dream of owning.
"Because of this precious sword?" Lin Yu's first thought was, "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."
"Hey, because I stole their knife." He said it casually, but Lin Yu could imagine that the conflict must have been fierce.
Given Zhao Yan's temperament, if the other party dared to reach out, he would dare to chop off their hand; if they dared to use deadly force, he would dare to take their life.
"No wonder." Lin Yu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
In the world of martial arts, grudges and feuds are often beyond reason, especially when they involve treasures, face, or family ties.
Lin Yu suddenly remembered that on the day he arrived, Zhao Yan was still cursing, saying, "This system is a rip-off! The sign-in reward is someone else's prized possession."
Now that I think about it, it must have been that precious sword in his hand.
However, judging from Zhao Yan's current confident and fearless demeanor, he clearly doesn't take this trouble seriously.
Judging from his expression, he seemed to be enjoying himself.
"The Golden Bull Martial Arts School has been operating in Jiangcheng for many years, with a complex web of connections. Its owner, Jin Potian, is a veteran Great Grandmaster. Even though two of his members have died, his foundation remains, making it very difficult to eradicate him completely."
While Lin Yu was analyzing, Zhao Yan licked his lips and began to explain the background of the Golden Bull Martial Arts School to him.
But his eyes held a mixture of madness and reason. "But I can't wait that long. They've lost some top fighters; this is their most chaotic time."
"Tonight I'm going to tear off another piece of their flesh, make them feel the pain, and keep them awake at night."
He looked at Lin Yu, his tone carrying an unquestionable command, "You, outside, clear out those small fry patrols and create chaos to draw attention."
"I'm going in to test my skills against their remaining tough opponents. Remember, if you encounter a powerful enemy and can't hold out, run towards the old town; don't try to fight them head-on."
This arrangement was exactly what Lin Yu wanted.
He was new to this world and needed real combat experience to familiarize himself with the limits of combat power here.
Cleaning up the smaller foes on the periphery is a risk-controlled exercise, and it also allows us to observe the fighting style of a top-tier expert like Zhao Yan— a win-win situation.
"Okay." Lin Yu said succinctly, his gaze sweeping over the perimeter of the martial arts hall.
Without another word, Zhao Yan swayed and disappeared into the Nightscape, making no sound as he gracefully leaped over the towering wall.
Lin Yu looked away and stretched his wrists and ankles.
He took a deep breath, quickly planning his route in his mind. A smirk crept onto his lips. "Hey, if we're going to make a scene, the bigger the better!"
He moved swiftly, not choosing the easiest shadowy corner to infiltrate, but instead shooting straight towards the main entrance of the martial arts school and the brightest training ground, like an arrow released from a bow.
This is the entrance to the martial arts school, so it must be heavily guarded.
Sure enough, at the edge of the training ground, four disciples dressed in tight-fitting clothes stood with knives in hand, watching their surroundings warily.
Lin Yu's appearance came without warning; he made no attempt to conceal himself and barged directly into the training ground!
"Who goes there?!" the four disciples shouted sharply, drawing their swords simultaneously in perfect unison, demonstrating their excellent training.
Lin Yu remained silent, his speed increasing rather than decreasing, and he instantly cut into the middle of the four like a ghost.
He didn't use any fancy moves, just four simple punches.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The four muffled thuds almost came together in one continuous sound.
The four disciples felt a blur before their eyes, a sharp pain in their wrists, and their weapons slipping from their hands. Immediately afterward, a tremendous force came from their chests.
The four of them were thrown backwards involuntarily, crashing onto the hard bluestone ground.
Without even glancing at the fallen man, Lin Yu flashed to the center of the martial arts arena, beneath the plaque bearing the four large characters "Golden Bull Martial Arts School".
He mustered all his strength, let out a low shout, jumped up, and kicked the plaque that was as big as a man.
"Snap--!"
A sickening cracking sound rang out as he kicked the sturdy wooden plaque, causing it to snap in two.
A towering plaque, adorned with gilded characters, crashed onto the ground of the training ground.
"Enemy attack! Martial arts training ground!"
"The flagpole has fallen!"
"Help! Someone, come quick!"
This terrified the four men, leaving them utterly horrified.
Lin Yu's attack was originally just a surprise attack and didn't cause them any harm. Now that they had recovered, seeing this scene almost scared them to death.
They quickly took out their communicators to report the incident, and in their haste, they immediately started shouting for help.
The commotion was enormous! The entire area surrounding the Golden Bull Martial Arts School erupted into chaos, like a pond that had been dredged up with a boulder.
This was exactly the effect Lin Yu wanted.
With a swift movement, he darted away from the training ground like a dragon, disappearing back into the shadows of the nearby buildings.