Lin Taichu gripped his Short Blade tightly, his gaze locked on the Iron Shell Shrimp as his aura surged in an instant.
Rake and Barton swiftly entered combat stance as well, their spears clenched in their hands while their wary eyes swept the surroundings.
The Iron Shell Shrimp waved their enormous tongs, producing sharp clacking sounds as they charged toward them.
Lin Taichu struck first. An Iron Shell Shrimp swung its tongs at him, but he sidestepped and easily avoided them, then drove his Short Blade into its abdomen.
Its shell was relatively weak there. The Short Blade pierced it with ease, and after struggling a few times, the Iron Shell Shrimp went still.
Barton refused to be outdone. Relying on his immense strength, he thrust his spear fiercely forward and pierced straight through an Iron Shell Shrimp.
The Iron Shell Shrimp was lifted by the spear before being flung heavily aside.
Rake made use of his agility, weaving freely through the group of Iron Shell Shrimp. His weapon repeatedly struck at their joints, hindering their movements.
With the three of them working closely together, the Iron Shell Shrimp fell one after another.
Before long, more than a dozen Iron Shell Shrimp had all been dealt with. Their corpses floated in the water, their blood staining the surrounding seawater a dark red.
Lin Taichu sheathed his Short Blade and wiped the bloody water splashed across his face, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "It seems this period of training really has paid off. Dealing with these Iron Shell Shrimp was easier than I expected."
Rake nodded. "Lord Lin is exceptionally strong, and with the practical combat training we've had lately, these Iron Shell Shrimp naturally stood no chance. Besides, with you here, our coordination has become much smoother."
Barton