Li Yuan took off his Tang suit.
Revealing a body of solid muscle.
His body was covered in scars.
This showed just how terrifying Nine Li, once renowned throughout the assassin world, had been.
How many people had died at his hands?
Li Yuan wasted no words. He launched a grappling strike at Xiao Bei.
Xiao Bei blocked it.
The moment he finished blocking, Li Yuan swept at Xiao Bei's legs with a whip kick.
But Xiao Bei reacted even faster.
He lightly stepped back.
Dodging Li Yuan's attack.
But Li Yuan quickly followed with an elbow strike aimed at Xiao Bei's neck.
Xiao Bei clenched one hand into a fist while using the other to block Li Yuan's elbow.
Then his clenched fist shot straight toward Li Yuan's armpit.
Li Yuan was also a battle-hardened man.
His body was still quite flexible.
With a smooth movement, he swiftly dodged to the side.
But Xiao Bei had anticipated his anticipation.
The instant Li Yuan dodged, Xiao Bei's whip kick lashed directly into his waist.
Xiao Bei's strength was immense.
Li Yuan might have been able to endure it in his younger days.
But now, after taking that kick,
Li Yuan was immediately sent sprawling to the ground by Xiao Bei's whip kick.
Xiao Bei showed no mercy.
"Qinglan, close your eyes!"
Ji Qinglan had witnessed everything.
She had never expected her husband to be so skilled.
In the blink of an eye, he had dealt with so many people.
If she had not seen it herself, she would have thought that kind of fight
could only happen on television.
Very quickly, Xiao Bei ran toward Li Yuan, who was trying to get back up.
He leaped, driving both knees down onto him.
Li Yuan was instantly pinned beneath Xiao Bei.