At that time, Xi Yue and Lin Yi did not yet share such deep feelings, nor did she know much about him. Judging Lin Yi's combat strength solely by his level, she believed there was no way he could defeat Ghost Bru.
Yet Lin Yi had defied all expectations. Using the Reverse Scale given to him by Little Ao Shu's mother, he had forcibly fought above his level and dispersed the Black Mist that had shrouded the canyon for thousands of years.
In every battle that followed, whether against experts from other nations or powerful Divine Envoys, Lin Yi had always relied on his various abilities to cleverly escape danger and claim final victory.
Even in Nine Nether Land, Lin Yi had luckily made that ultimate miraculous Divine River Ode his own, raising his strength to the utmost limit and becoming the greatest beneficiary of the Nine Nether Incident.
Yes, Lin Yi was not invincible.
Lin Yi's Divine Power Level meant that he would inevitably be suppressed by those powerful High Gods, but his suppression had always been temporary.
As long as Lin Yi was given sufficient time to grow, he would rise and suppress his opponents in turn.
There had never been an exception along the way. Hadn't everything been following this old, clichéd storyline?
As these scenes flashed through her mind, Xi Yue suddenly understood.
She clearly knew Lin Yi better than before, yet what she had done was inferior to what she had done in the past.
Zhang Yan was right.
Lin Yi would not lose.
Even if he did, it would only be temporary.
Lin Yi had definitely run into some trouble, or perhaps he felt the timing was not yet right. He could not yet lead everyone on Blue Star to turn the tables, nor