Old Li was terrified and panicked at that moment, for he had never seen a person be so fierce.
Without even moving, just the wind from his fists had shattered his own clothes, and if Ye Xiaofei hadn't shown mercy, he probably would have been reporting to King Yama by now.
Terrifying.
Too terrifying.
But Ye Xiaofei's strength was only at the peak of Level Nine Inner Strength, while he himself was at Level Eleven Inner Strength. The difference in their strength was enormous.
"You, just how strong are you?"
Old Li's mouth hung open in shock. He took a deep breath, fixing his gaze on Ye Xiaofei as he spoke.
"Peak Level Nine Inner Strength."
Ye Xiaofei stopped in his tracks, turned his head and smiled faintly, his neat row of teeth visible. He looked almost harmless.
"This, this isn't right."
Old Li stared at Ye Xiaofei, his eyes revealing surprise at the latter's expression. He was indeed at Level Nine Inner Strength, but how did he defeat him?
