Sure, here is the line-by-line translation:
Looking again, neither Wang Daoxuan nor the Crimson Yaksha made a move to stop him, indicating their strong confidence in the young man.
At such a time, only a fool would step forward.
Therefore, the remaining magicians looked at each other and none of them made a sound.
"Cowards!"
Xiong Baodong was amused, "You guys are something else, always boasting loudly in the past, but when it comes to a critical moment, you are unreliable!"
His heart was filled with frustration, but seeing the mocking expression of Tie Shigu, he didn't want any outsiders to see the joke, so he rolled his eyes, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Yao San, you go!"
"Okay."
Accompanied by a cold voice, a person flashed out from behind him.
It was an inconspicuous man, of medium height, wearing a tattered sheepskin jacket, with a pair of blades at his waist, a bamboo hat on his head, a face full of stubble, and an appearance of hardship.