Two hours later.
The battle drew to a close.
Over a thousand mountain bandits had perished at the hands of Zhou Ping and the others.
Of course, the fight had not been easy for Zhou Ping and his men; now each of them was wounded.
Now, only Gongsun Luan remained in the entirety of the bandits' lair.
"What on earth are you?" Gongsun Luan looked at Xiao Yi, astonishment written all over his face.
"Merely a Flame Martial Guard Deputy Commander."
"There's no way you have the strength to easily imprison me like that."
"What? Imprisoned Gongsun Luan?" Zhou Ping and the others' faces were equally stunned.
They had only seen Xiao Yi take action twice.
Once on the Martial Arts Fighting Platform, defeating Heavy Axe Zhang Cheng with a single move.
But Zhang Cheng was only at Mystic Breakthrough Eighth Layer.
The second time was now, against Gongsun Luan.
But Gongsun Luan was at Mystic Breakthrough Ninth Layer.
Eighth Layer and Ninth Layer might seem only a step apart.