"I'm in a hurry. Why don't all of you come at me at once!"
Song Lin exuded unrestrained dominance.
Wow!
The crowd instantly broke into an uproar. This kid is way too arrogant!
He dared to invite everyone to attack him at the same time?
No defender in history had ever been this outrageous.
The Heavenly Masters watching from the skies murmured amongst themselves.
Jian Wuliang approached the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master with a sly, mocking tone:
"Your disciple really has talent. Let's just hope it's not only his tongue that's sharp."
"Heh, the fight hasn't even started yet. No need to rush, Taoist. Feel free to have your disciple step forward to challenge—oh, wait, forgive me, I forgot your disciple is already dead."
The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master inwardly blamed Song Lin for being impulsive, but outwardly, he wouldn't back down.
Jian Wuliang's face turned green upon hearing this retort.
