Lin Bai casually pointed a finger and sent Gao Rui flying, causing astonishment among the spectators.
Gao Rui got up from the ground, his face warped with urgent frustration, and his eyes blood-red as if he had suffered a tremendous humiliation. He roared: "I actually lost to a Warrior from the Ninth Level of the Yin Saint Realm!"
"Little bastard, I want you dead!"
Gao Rui, shaken with rage, disregarded the rules of the Martial Arts Competition. From a hundred steps away, he charged at Lin Bai, his Sharp Sword emanating a chilling glint, evidently attempting to kill Lin Bai with a single strike.
Watching Gao Rui attack, Lin Bai said coldly, "If you take one more step forward, I will take your life!"
Lin Bai's voice was extremely icy, putting out the fiery anger in Gao Rui as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over him.
Eventually, the enraged Gao Rui stopped ten steps behind Lin Bai, his face colored with indescribable wariness and fear.
