"Everyone, I'll be taking my leave first!"
Almost the instant Lu Chuan opened his mouth, the Black Bear Monster beside him also flipped neatly around, transformed into a black wind, and swept toward the rear cave.
For that brief instant, the two fellows' movements were astonishingly identical.
And so, in both their eyes, they saw that trace of surprise on the other's face.
"That disloyal bastard..."
Lu Chuan cursed inwardly, though not for his own sake. He and the Black Bear Monster could at most be considered collaborators, while the Black Bear Monster, the Scholar in White, and Lingxu Zi could be counted as good friends!
"I knew long ago this guy couldn't be relied on..."
The Black Bear Monster stared at Lu Chuan as he made his getaway, his gaze flickering as he revealed a trace of "just as expected."
Then, A streak of golden light shot up from the ground and rushed toward the cavern roof, while a black wind howled as it swept toward the rear cave.
"You two..."
The Scholar in White's reaction was clearly half a beat too slow, but after seeing the two fellows slip away, he immediately understood that it was now the moment when disaster loomed and each bird flew its own way.
He just could not figure out why the Black Bear Monster was running.
Hadn't you just said you could go a hundred rounds without a winner or loser? So it was just bragging?
Amid the dust and smoke, that Immortal Iron Staff slowly withdrew, but an immense pressure made the Scholar in White's whole body go taut, and fine beads of sweat emerged on his head.
Among the Demon Race, there was simply no loyalty. At most, everyone was a friend over wine and meat; wanting to make a