"Do it."
"Don't give him a chance to call for help!"
The noble young master made careful arrangements. At his command, the two guards surrounding Lin Bai attacked simultaneously, lunging toward him.
The two guards' attacks were heavy and forceful. The moment they struck, they unleashed the might to split the heavens and rend the earth, like a colossal mountain pressing down on Lin Bai.
But Lin Bai quickly saw through their weakness: they placed the greatest importance on overwhelming others with strength and momentum. This was the typical style of military martial artists.
On the battlefield, what mattered in a fight to the death was a single surge of momentum.
Those who served in the military loved to overwhelm others with sheer force.
Thus, most of their attacks were broad and domineering, lacking subtle finesse and quick, adaptable responses.
Therefore, the instant the two guards attacked, Lin Bai merely twisted his body lightly and dissolved their assaults completely.
"Gentlemen, I advise you not to seek your own deaths." After evading their attacks, Lin Bai issued another icy warning.
The two guards exchanged glances, their faces troubled. "Wolf Marquis, we don't want to make an enemy of you either. It's just that... military orders are difficult to disobey. Please forgive us, Wolf Marquis."
With that, the two attacked Lin Bai again.
This time, they drew their weapons. One gripped a long-handled saber, while the other tightly seized a bronze spear. Both weapons were high-grade Dao Divine Weapons among the supreme-grade rank. They had accompanied the two generals through countless battles over the years, and a fierce aura of slaughter permeated them.
With weapons in hand, the two guards' momentum doubled once more, carrying the imposing air of "one man holding the pass, ten thousand unable to force their way through."