Li Xiu seemed to have anticipated that such a technique couldn't trap Li Boyang, and said calmly, "Let's fight if we're going to fight, why waste words?"
Li Boyang chuckled, "Well, this isn't about me asking you questions, it's more like you're tired of my chatter."
"True, spending too much time with that old guy has rubbed off on me, I've picked up some of his habits, always trying to reason with others. It's not a great habit." The smile on Li Boyang's face gradually faded, "Then let's just use our fists and not our words."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Boyang took a step forward, and the entire world seemed to shrink with that step. Despite being several miles apart, he was suddenly right in front of Li Xiu, reaching out to grab him with a sky-covering hand, as if this one palm would crush Li Xiu within its grasp.
Li Xiu's gaze sharpened, and he also extended a hand, meeting Li Boyang's hand firmly.
