A thousand-year-old family begins with one fighting against ten thousand.

"Where have they run to now?"

Yuwen Zhiji naturally assumed that the three of them had already escaped Luoyang and were hiding.

"Second Master, they haven't run away. They're still in Luoyang City, in an inn in the west of the city."

Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to receive the news so quickly.

"What did you say? Still in Luoyang?"

"Okay, okay, okay."

Yuwen Zhiji laughed in anger, "This shows they don't respect me, Yuwen Zhiji, or the Yuwen family!"

"Go, gather 200 men, bring your weapons, and come with me to cripple these three."

"Yes."

Given Yuwen Zhiji's reputation as a playboy in the capital, he could easily gather a mere 200 petty thugs.

Leading these 200 thugs, they marched in a grand procession toward the inn where Cheng Yaojin and his two companions were staying.

At this moment, Cheng Yaojin, Shan Xiongxin, and Qin Qiong had just warmed up and were preparing to continue sparring to improve their martial arts skills.

Suddenly, a lot of footsteps and shouts came from outside.

The three exchanged a glance, guessing that it was Yuwen Zhiji who had arrived. A sense of disappointment with the imperial court rose in their hearts. They then picked up their weapons and left the inn to avoid affecting the innkeeper's business.

"Oh, so you're just waiting to die?"

When Yuwen Zhiji saw Cheng Yaojin and the other two come to him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"This day next year will be the anniversary of your deaths!"

"All of you, get up here!"

Yuwen Zhiji was well aware that villains often die from talking too much, so he didn't waste any more words with Cheng Yaojin and the other two. He waved his hand and ordered all his thugs to rush forward.

Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong, and Shan Xiongxin stood in a triangle, with Qin Qiong at the front, Cheng Yaojin one step behind on the left, and Shan Xiongxin to Cheng Yaojin's right.

Facing an enemy force many times their size, they showed no sign of panic.

Once the fight started, the 200 opponents were no match for them; each of the three could take down an opponent with a single move.

In less than fifteen minutes, they had defeated all 200 men.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yuwen Zhiji fled early.

Back at his residence, Yuwen Zhiji's face was grim; he hadn't expected the three men to be so skilled in martial arts.

Although still not as good as Yuwen Chengdu, he is still quite formidable.

No, we absolutely cannot let them participate in the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament.

Otherwise, even if they don't win the championship, their martial arts skills will still catch Yang Guang's eye, and it will be troublesome to deal with them then.

With this in mind, Yuwen Zhiji set his sights on the soldiers and troops at home.

His father, Yuwen Shu, was a founding hero and now serves as the Minister of War.

His nephew, Yuwen Chengdu, was in charge of guarding Luoyang and also commanded an army.

Therefore, Yuwen's household also had many retired soldiers and some of his father's personal guards, who served as the household's protectors.

These people are not comparable to the hooligans in the manor. Those selected to serve as guards in their manor are all elites in the army, and they would be considered top-notch even in the military.

He tricked nearly a hundred veterans into coming to the inn by claiming that someone had insulted the Yuwen family.

When Cheng Yaojin and his two companions came out again, they looked at the group of veterans with somewhat solemn expressions.

They could all tell that this group was completely different from the previous group of thugs.

Moreover, they have no armor or horses, so this battle is probably going to be risky.

"Openly mobilizing troops and committing violence, Yuwen Zhiji, are you planning a rebellion?"

Qin Qiong, being the most cultured of the three brothers, was immediately given a big label.

"Where did I mobilize troops? These are all guards from the Yuwen residence. You have insulted the Yuwen family; this is a personal grudge. I have mobilized the guards from my residence to arrest you. What crime have I committed?"

Yuwen Zhiji dared not accept the accusation of rebellion. After refuting it, he quickly sent someone to take over, fearing that something else might go wrong.

Qin Qiong and the other two fought side by side again, but this time the battle was difficult.

The opposing hundred men coordinated perfectly, forming ranks and flanking...

Qin Qiong and his two companions ultimately lacked experience in battlefield combat. Although they were able to eliminate some people with their superior martial arts skills, they gradually fell into a disadvantageous position under the continuous attacks of the enemy.

Yuwen Zhiji's face lit up with joy. He had already given instructions that all that was needed was to cripple these three people, and their lives could be spared, for Heaven has a benevolent heart.

It's definitely not because keeping these three people alive is more torturous than killing them.

"snort!"

"In Luoyang, right under the emperor's nose, how dare you, a spoiled brat, act so recklessly!"

Wei Yu, who happened to be passing by, couldn't stand it anymore. The three of them were exactly what he wanted to see, so he decided to save Qin Qiong and the others.

His martial prowess was far beyond what Qin Qiong and the other two could match. Even though he had sealed away most of his strength and only displayed the physical power of an ordinary person, he was still unmatched.

Back when he was still "alive," he was an unparalleled warrior, inheriting his father's bravery and single-handedly leading an army and conquering cities.

In his eyes, a mere hundred or so soldiers were like clay chickens and earthenware dogs, easily defeated.

Wei Yu wielded a heavy halberd weighing a thousand catties and measuring two zhang in length. With a single swing, he could send several veterans flying.

After several swings, some of the hundreds of veterans coughed up blood, while others became crippled.

Wei Yu stopped what he was doing, slammed the halberd in his hand onto the ground, and kicked it directly into the bluestone.

He looked coldly at Yuwen Zhiji; he had the utmost contempt for such spoiled brats.

Killing Yuwen Zhiji is to defile his halberd.

Yuwen Zhiji thought he was worried about the power of the Yuwen family, and his courage, which had been shattered by fear, recovered somewhat.

"Hmph! You win! You just wait, I believe you're all alone, with no ties whatsoever!"

"I don't believe it. Your family members are just as good at fighting as you!"

After saying that, Yuwen Zhiji was about to slink away.

"Wait a minute, did they say you could leave?!"

"I'm not killing you, for I fear you would tarnish my halberd!"

"Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

His father was the person Wei Yu admired most. He had become an immortal and created the world. How could a mere Yuwen Zhiji insult him?

Just because of Yuwen Zhiji's words, even if it means getting my halberd dirty, I'd still stab him to death.

Just as Wei Yu raised his halberd to cut off Yuwen Zhiji's head, an arrow flew out of nowhere, piercing through Yuwen Zhiji's brow, passing through his head, and embedding itself in the stone bricks behind him.

Wei Yu shook his head and looked over; it was Wei Ping, a descendant of his family.

"cut."

Wei Yu pursed his lips, knowing he would be laughed at by those guys when he got back.

"Come with me."

He looked at Qin Qiong and the other two. Since Yuwen Zhiji had been killed, he and Wei Ping would naturally be fine, but Qin Qiong and the other two were in danger.

With everyone dead, the Yuwen family will certainly not distinguish right from wrong, and not only Qin Qiong and the other two, but also their families will be in danger.