Strongly Suppressing Them!
"Senior Brother Zhou Gu, please calm down. These are nothing but Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals. Why would you need to act personally? Let me have a go at him."
Lin Bai pressed down on Zhou Gu's shoulder and walked forward.
"Junior Brother Lin Bai, you're no match for him. Come back quickly."
Zhou Gu said seriously, "I'm going there with the resolve to die. Although your strength isn't weak, your cultivation is still somewhat lacking. Don't act recklessly. Come back at once."
Lin Bai smiled. "It's fine. My cultivation may not be high, but it should be enough to teach him a lesson."
With that, Lin Bai no longer paid attention to Zhou Gu and walked straight to stand before Long Xue.
Lin Bai's arrival immediately made him the focus of everyone's attention.
After recognizing Lin Bai's cultivation, the three Quasi-Dragon Sons all wore scornful smiles.
"Just a Ninth-Rank Dao God, and you dare come out to seek death?"
"Heh heh, the Tianshui Sect really grows weaker by the day. If this is all you have, you might as well hand over your seat among the Five Great Families and Seven Sects early."
The other members of the Flood Dragon Clan let out cold laughter and jeers.
When Long Xue saw Lin Bai, the smile on his lips grew even more arrogant. "Hahahaha, what's this? Is the Tianshui Sect out of people? You sent out a martial artist at the Ninth-Rank Dao God realm to die?"
"Boy, let me tell you this. If nailing a Tianshui Sect martial artist to the rock wall was an insult to you, then with your cultivation, you don't even qualify to be nailed to that wall."
"If you lose, I'll kill you immediately and obliterate both your body and soul."