Yu Yanbin and his men were ready to go. The man felt offended, his chest heaving violently, and he was panting heavily.

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish. You've got some nerve, but that's the end of it. Who told you to deliver yourselves to my doorstep?" The man's eyes were filled with malice, and a wicked smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"It's not certain who will die yet, no need to say so soon, it might be you." Yu Yanbin didn't care about the man's words at all. Let the words of a dying man go, consider it a final act of mercy.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden knife in his hand spun as it flew towards the man who was only 4 meters away.

Upon seeing the golden throwing knife so close at hand, the opponent hurriedly used their supernatural abilities to defend themselves.

Yu Yanbin and the others had no idea what kind of superpower their opponent possessed. They didn't want to know either; they would find out during the battle.

Just as the throwing knife was about to reach his face, an earthen wall blocked the attack. The knife struck the earthen wall, carving into it at least 10 centimeters deep.

So it's an earth element. Now I understand.

Cheng Shaolin unleashed a fireball larger than a fist, which hurtled straight toward the other group on the other side.

Xiao Peng's earth spikes were not to be outdone, flying towards the other opponents at roughly the same time as Cheng Shaolin's.

Meng Yang stood at the back, not joining the battle. He kept glancing at everyone on the other side, just in case something unexpected happened.

Qiu Fengyu walked to the doorway and blocked the entrance with crisscrossing vines.

This effectively confined everyone to the workshop; no one could leave until the battle was over.

The other nine people also dispersed, forming a standoff with Yu Yanbin and his group.

They just felt that Yu Yanbin and his group were overestimating themselves. So what if they were all superhumans? With so few people, that's half the number.

With so many fewer people, how can we fight? Our chances of winning are beyond doubt. If what the captain said is true, they're a bunch of idiots.

I didn't think this group of people were very smart. There were only a few of them in the group, and they were so fearless that they just went to that dangerous place. They're lucky they didn't die.

Yu Yanbin and the others didn't know what they were thinking, and even if they did, they wouldn't have any thoughts about it.

As long as you have a strong fist, what does it matter if there are many people? They'll still fight.

"Shao Lin." Yu Yanbin called out as he watched the counterattack from the other side.

Cheng Shaolin didn't need to look at Yu Yanbin to know what he meant.

Then, a fiery red dragon coiled in his hand and roared as it charged toward the opposite side.

The nine people opposite them stared in shock as they watched the enormous fire dragon charging towards them.

A red fire dragon, radiating intense heat, rushed toward them in their pupils, growing larger and clearer with each passing moment.

"Holy crap, what is this...?"

"Holy crap, what is this?"

Amid a series of gasps of surprise, the fire dragon mercilessly encircled the four people on the right. As the dragon flew around them, its grip tightened.

Then, the wails and screams of pain of the four people could be heard.

The other five people, including the team leader, instinctively moved two steps to the left, afraid of being affected.

That fire dragon looked menacing; even standing at a distance, you could still feel its terrifying heat, capable of burning your soul.

Nobody's a fool; they won't just stand there and keep rushing forward.

The captain was also secretly surprised. He hadn't thought these people were that powerful before, so how could they be so difficult to deal with?

Seeing that Cheng Shaolin could handle the four superhumans on the right, Xiao Peng consciously went to attack the left.

With Yu Yanbin already on the left, adding Xiao Peng and the first Meng Yang would completely eliminate any problems.

Meng Yang actually went to help whichever side needed help. He kept an eye on Cheng Shaolin's side, since they were fighting against four people together.

Cheng Shaolin's fire dragon encircled the four people. The nearly two-meter-long fire dragon rotated upwards, tightening as it rotated, forcing the four people closer and closer until they were touching each other...

"Ah..." Accompanied by painful howls, the fire dragon scorched the skin, the whole body, the internal organs, and even the soul, and there was a fear of being burned.

The intense collision sent a shiver down the spine of the man standing nearby.

He couldn't believe his eyes, couldn't believe his own judgment. How could it be so amazing?! Could he have been wrong?

No, no, I can't be wrong.

Men can comfort themselves by firmly denying their mistakes.

None of this is my fault, none of this is my problem.

The intense emotional turmoil caused him to make a mistake when using his superpower, resulting in a two-second pause.

In battle, unpredictable changes can occur in a single second, let alone a pause of two seconds.

Originally, the man's strength was already inferior to Yu Yanbin's, and at a crucial moment, he experienced a huge emotional shock and hesitated in his attack. This was tantamount to handing over his weakness to his opponent, sticking his neck out to them, and waiting for them to strike.

Sure enough, Yu Yanbin narrowed his eyes, seized the opportunity, and unleashed his throwing knife, taking advantage of the gap to aim directly at the opponent's face.

At this moment, the man opposite him realized that he had been distracted for a few seconds and felt a little scared.

One mistake could mean total defeat, and the man was trying to salvage the situation. Before he could do anything, several gleaming golden throwing knives were already upon him.

The man panicked and quickly used his supernatural ability to block the attack, then turned to the side in hopes of escaping this disaster.

Unfortunately, his idea was good, but his prediction didn't have a significant effect.

His ability to create an earthen wall was activated just a tiny bit too late—that tiny time difference—and the throwing knife flew past before the wall could even form...

Even though the man dodged to the side, Yu Yanbin controlled the throwing knife to fly after him, and in an instant, the sharp blade of the throwing knife flew towards the man.

The man stared in horror as the throwing knife drew ever closer.

The blade of the throwing knife reflected a bright white light under the sun, stinging the man's eyes.

All of this happens in the blink of an eye, so fast that there's no time for anyone to react.

Panicked, the man thought he was about to be hit by the flying knife and could only hurriedly use his supernatural power to block it.

Small burrs appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

But the throwing knife's attack was something these few small dirt spikes couldn't stop. The throwing knife shattered the dirt spikes and continued towards its original target.