One isn't enough for a fight?
Isn't that a little too arrogant?
In the eyes of outsiders, the Divine Machine Camp was a group of monsters. They were the elites of every unit, the beings closest to the rank of Soldier King. Any one of them could easily take down a hundred ordinary soldiers. If this unit were deployed for a collective operation, they could effortlessly handle an army of ten thousand men.
For that reason, they never respected any new instructors, and they certainly didn't respect ordinary people.
But now, Lin Mu had actually said that one of them wasn't enough for a fight? This wasn't just belittling them; it was a humiliation to the Divine Machine Camp—a humiliation to every single one of them!
"Instructor Lin, I alone am enough!" Ma Biao stepped forward, his face filled with anger. "Instructor Lin, I, Ma Biao, challenge you!"
"You?" Lin Mu shook his head. "You're even worse."
