"Not bad. You do have some skills, but they are not enough to beat me," the young man called out to Baili Han.
There was a look in his eyes that reminded Ling Chuxi of a poisonous snake, making her feel uneasy. His insidious gaze was that of a predator looking at prey within its grasp.
"One more time." Baili Han was not discouraged. He shifted his stance, and once again a strong fighting intent exploded from him.
"Stop!" A regal voice rang out sternly. A general in full body armor came rushing forward, a team of fully armed guards behind him. The crisp sound of hooves echoed in the area.
"It's the Iron Guards. The Iron Guards!" The surrounding crowd exclaimed and quickly fled in all directions. Those who were too slow were sent flying by the lash of the guards' whips. Their skin split open from the whips and blood dripped down their bodies.
