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The sun was blazing, and even in early summer in Linchuan City, the air was filled with a stifling heat that made people feel restless.

Linchuan City.

Martial Arts No. 3 Middle School.

High school (4) class.

In the corner at the back of the classroom, Jiang Feng was lying on his desk.

"Hey, you dead fish, stop pretending to be asleep!"

"Snapped!"

A boy with a buzz cut and a muscular build slapped Jiang Feng on the back of the head with such force that it made a dull, crisp sound.

His name is Wu Yong, a well-known school bully. Relying on his family owning several martial arts schools, his blood energy level reached the threshold of a quasi-martial artist early on. He usually enjoys using the weak Jiang Feng as a punching bag for amusement.

At this moment, Wu Yong looked down at Jiang Feng, who remained unresponsive, a hint of mockery and disdain flashing in his eyes. He deliberately raised his voice and sneered at his henchmen:

"Jiang Feng, you're just a good-for-nothing, how come you have such a beautiful younger sister?"

"Shen Weilan's looks! Her figure! Tsk tsk... Even at Martial Arts High School, she'd be an absolute school beauty!"

"How about this, you good-for-nothing, you shouldn't practice any martial arts at all."

"Find an opportunity to invite your sister out, let the brothers take her to have an in-depth exchange of martial arts insights, and let her sleep with the brothers."

"From now on at No. 3 Middle School, I'll protect you, okay? Hahaha!"

The shrill laughter echoed through the classroom.

Just then, Jiang Feng, who had been slumped over the table, suddenly twitched.

"hiss!"

"Where am I?"

He instinctively gasped, jolting awake from the suffocating feeling.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion, his chest heaving violently.

What's going on?

Where am I?!

Jiang Feng clutched his chest, his back soaked with cold sweat.

His last memory was of walking on the zebra crossing after get off work when an out-of-control heavy truck came hurtling towards him like a beast...

Before he could even sort out his thoughts, a massive flood of memories rushed into his mind.

A few seconds later, Jiang Feng's eyes gradually cleared from blankness, and then turned into deep shock.

He crossed!

I've arrived in a world called Blue Star!

This is an era where martial arts reign supreme.

Six hundred years ago, the black fog descended.

The plants and animals on Earth were infected and mutated into bloodthirsty and brutal monsters.

Human living space has been ruthlessly compressed.

In dire straits, martial arts rise, the strong split mountains and shatter peaks, guard the base city, and become the absolute rulers of this world.

The original owner of this body was also named Jiang Feng.

Linchuan No. 3 Martial Arts High School.

A student in a regular class at the very bottom of the academic hierarchy.

The original owner was born with red lips and white teeth, and his features were extremely delicate and handsome.

If this were Jiang Feng's previous life on Earth, he would definitely be a top idol who could dominate the entertainment industry just by looking at his face.

But in today's martial arts world that glorifies violence and bloodlust, this physical appearance is not only useless, but also ridiculed by others as "sissy" and "trash"!

Even more fatally, the original owner suffered from congenital heart disease, resulting in depletion of vital energy and blood, which destined him to achieve nothing in martial arts.

Just now.

Faced with Wu Yong's vicious verbal insults, especially when he heard that the other party was going to use such dirty methods to deal with his sister.

The original owner was both anxious and angry. Overwhelmed by anger, he suffered a sudden heart attack and died on his desk!

That's how Jiang Feng was able to travel through time!

Having figured out the cause and effect, Jiang Feng's breathing gradually calmed down, but a raging fire ignited in his eyes.

"Damn it!"

"How dare a few thugs bully me?!"

Jiang Feng cursed inwardly.

In his past life, although he was a typical office worker with a 9-to-5 job, he was the head of the school's boxing club during his university years and continued to work out regularly after graduation.

When someone pointed a finger at his sister and insulted her, the original owner could only lower her head and sulk, not daring to even utter a word in retaliation.

This life is so stifling!

That's such a coward!

"What? Did I hit a nerve and you got so angry you went crazy?"

When Wu Yong saw that Jiang Feng raised his head and stared at him without saying a word, he immediately felt provoked.

How dare someone who's usually at his mercy look at him like that?

His gaze suddenly fell on a pair of white headphones hanging around Jiang Feng's neck.

That was something Jiang Feng always carried with him.

"What kind of junk is this? Why wear it like a treasure!"

Wu Yong grinned maliciously, his thick arm suddenly reaching out and grabbing the earpiece around Jiang Feng's neck, pulling it hard without any mercy!

"Snapped!"

The headphone strap was ripped off, leaving a glaring red mark on Jiang Feng's neck.

Wu Yong raised the earphones high above his head, then slammed them to the ground like trash!

A crisp "bang" sounded!

The plastic casing is completely shattered!

The metal coils and parts inside were scattered all over the floor, smashed to pieces.

Jiang Feng's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at the wreckage on the ground.

These headphones were bought for him by his younger sister, Shen Weilan, with her hard-earned allowance when he started high school.

Shen Weilan is not Jiang Feng's biological sister.

Her parents were both martial artists who guarded the edge of the Black Mist. They died on the battlefield in their early years, and she, at only four or five years old, lived in the Jiang family as the orphan of a martyr.

The two were childhood sweethearts and grew up together.

However, as Shen Weilan displayed astonishing martial arts talent, while the original owner became a sickly person who couldn't even condense her qi and blood, she was filled with inferiority and didn't dare to talk to her sister at all.

Gradually, their relationship became somewhat distant.

These headphones were the only gift his sister gave him after he entered high school.

For the original owner, this was not just a tool for listening to music, but also a token to maintain the last emotional bond between him and his aloof and genius sister in this world!

If it were the original owner of this body, she would probably already have tears in her eyes by now, and could only bury her head in the sand like an ostrich, silently weeping and enduring the humiliation.

But now, sitting here is Jiang Feng, who has traveled through time!

"See that?"

"I told you, this kid is a complete waste!"

"Even if I crush his headphones, would he dare lay a hand on me?!"

"A cowardly good-for-nothing who looks like a sissy deserves to be bullied!"

Wu Yong stepped on the earphone, rubbed it, and turned around, ready to show off his power to his underlings.

The moment he turned around, a chilling killing intent suddenly erupted!

Jiang Feng neither cried nor roared!

His boxing instincts from his past life instantly took over his body.

He suddenly stood up and grabbed the solid wood chair next to him.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest delay!

The veins on his arms bulged, and he suddenly exerted force from his waist, channeling all his strength into his arms. He swung the chair, and with a whooshing sound as it tore through the air, he smashed it down hard on the back of Wu Yong's head!

"Fuck your mother!"

"You dare smash my headphones?!"

Jiang Feng's roar was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, exploding loudly in the quiet classroom!

"Bang!!!"

The chair slammed hard onto Wu Yong's head!

Wood chips flew everywhere, and the huge impact caused Wu Yong to lose his balance instantly!

"ah!!!"

With a scream, he collapsed between the desks, his forehead hitting the corner of a desk, and blood flowed all over the floor.

Dead silence.

Deathly silence!

Everyone in the entire Senior Three (4) class gasped, staring wide-eyed in shock at the boy who was still clutching half a chair leg in his hand, as if they had seen a ghost.

"What happened? Jiang Feng beat up Wu Yong?!"

"Is this...is this still the same honest, unyielding Jiang Feng?! Has he gone mad?!"

"My God! That's Wu Yong, the school bully!"

"Although Wu Yong is only a quasi-martial artist, his brother Wu Gang is a first-class martial artist!"

"Holy crap! That's really ruthless! They split Wu Yong's head open!"

"Quick...call the teacher! Get her here!"

And at the very moment Jiang Feng slammed the chair down.

A mechanical voice suddenly echoed deep within his mind.

[Ding! Host's soul fluctuations detected. Spacetime anchor point confirmed...]

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully awakened the 'Late-Life Emperor System'!]

Jiang Feng was slightly taken aback, the half of the chair leg in his hand dangling in mid-air.

system?

Great Emperor?

How can he still be considered an emperor in his later years?!

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[Host Jiang Feng, one day at the age of eighteen, retaliated and injured school bully Wu Yong after his headphones were destroyed. This battle became a turning point in the host's life. From then on, the host's personality changed drastically, shedding his former timidity and striving to become stronger!]

Despite failing the college entrance exam, the host resolutely embarked on a military career beyond the realm. At twenty, he broke through to the first rank of martial artist amidst a pile of corpses; at twenty-five, he single-handedly charged into the black mist, slaying a second-tier alien beast and earning a second-class merit; at thirty, he broke through to the second rank; at thirty-four, he entered the third rank; at forty, he commanded a fourth-rank general…

[The host spent his life on the battlefield, achieving remarkable military exploits and surviving countless brushes with death. Finally, at the age of one hundred, he reached the pinnacle of his cultivation, attaining the ninth-rank Martial Emperor! Simultaneously, he was promoted to Grand Marshal of the Dragon Kingdom's army!]

[In the final battle, the host single-handedly fought against the black mist and the forbidden Empress at the summit of the starry sky. In the end, the two almost perished together. Although the host survived, his life was nearing its end, his origin collapsed, and his strength plummeted to that of an ordinary person without any vital energy, like a candle flickering in the wind.]

[System Purpose: This system aims to help the Martial Emperor host, now in his twilight years and in decline, to make amends for past regrets, reunite with the origins of martial arts, and return to the pinnacle of the Great Emperor realm!]

Jiang Feng was dumbfounded when he saw the long system description that appeared in front of him.

Holy crap?

Centenarian?

Ninth-Rank Martial Emperor?

perish together?!

Does this system have the timeline wrong?

Damn it, I'm only a senior in high school!

Before Jiang Feng could even complain, the system in his mind started beeping again.

[A historical event has been detected that the host has just completed.]

[Task issued: The host was timid in his youth and bullied by school bully Wu Yong. Wu Yong is treacherous and ruthless. After being injured by the host, he used his family background to settle the matter. Furthermore, the year the host graduated, he drugged and rendered unconscious the host's younger sister, Shen Weilan!]

[Although the host ultimately saved him at the cost of his life, this incident became a thorn in the host's side for a hundred years. Please, Your Majesty, humble yourself, find Wu Yong, and teach him a lesson, severing all ties to the past!]

[Ding! Target Wu Yong has been knocked down with a headshot. Mission completed!]

[Reward: One Marrow Cleansing Pill!]

The next moment, Jiang Feng felt a system warehouse space emitting a faint light appear in his mind.

A jade bottle floats silently within it.

Marrow Cleansing Pill!

Jiang Feng's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

This is a legendary top-grade elixir!

Not only can it defy fate and reshape one's constitution, but even a useless person with severed meridians can be instantly transformed into an unparalleled genius after consuming one!

On Earth today, to refine a Marrow Cleansing Pill, one would need to kill at least several terrifying seventh-tier beasts and use their heart essence and core as the main ingredients.

That's equivalent to a seventh-grade Sea Opening Realm expert in the human race!

It's unlikely that you could find even one expert in the entire Linchuan City who could kill a seventh-tier alien beast!

And now, this pill that could drive the entire city of Linchuan crazy is quietly lying in his system warehouse.

"Oh shit!"

"That was so much fun!"

Jiang Feng casually tossed aside the broken chair leg in his hand, and looked at Wu Yong, who was lying unconscious in a pool of blood, with an excited smile on his face.

The Late-Life Emperor System?

It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early!

In this lifetime, I don't need to wait a hundred years; I'm going to reach the pinnacle of martial arts right now!