Lin Mo sensed the restless energy of the kneeling elders below. They were awed by what he showed, yes, but they were martial artists. There's no way they're not curious as to how they truly measure against him.
"So, are you going to continue kneeling there?" Lin Mo called out to the kneeling crowd, specifically, the remaining ten Valley Elders who had surrendered.
"Don't be shy. If you think you can do better, step up. Or perhaps... you want to come at me all at once?"
The elders showed hesitation as they glanced at each other.
Ten against one? Even against a monster like him, those were odds any martial artist would take.
Greed and pride warred with fear in their eyes. Slowly, one by one, they stood up.
They drew their weapons. Sabers, spears and chain whips.
They leaped onto the front, surrounding Lin Mo in a tight circle.
Twelve Transcendent Stage masters, including the injured Stone and Viper, who stood up again after gathering their martial qi to catch their breath.
