Luo Bingxin swept her hand sideways, pushing Old Xuan away.
"I'm fine, this small injury won't kill me. But you, you should step back. This kid is so arrogant, daring to challenge me. I am the sole possessor of the Yinglong bloodline, and my Divine Power Level is above his. If I need your assistance to defeat him, then there's no point in persisting in my goal."
The logic is sound.
But Lin Yi's combat power can't be measured by level alone; our young master with the Yinglong bloodline indeed has superior combat power compared to other strong figures of the same level.
However, Lin Yi, that guy, is no ordinary person.
"Oh? Really going to fight?"
As the words fell, Lin Yi's two avatars had already detached from the battlefield, arriving behind him.
The two avatars emitted the same aura as Lin Yi; from this point, it's easy to discern that their stats are identical to his true form.
