Lian Yi's reaction was utterly unexpected. At the sight, the Azure Cloud Eight Elites wore expressions of shock or astonishment, scarcely able to believe their eyes.
Before Fang Qianyuan arrived, Lian Yi had been fierce and formidable. With his bat-controlling Spirit-Command Divine Ability alone, he had nearly driven them into a corner. Yet the moment Fang Qianyuan appeared, he fled in panic, without a shred of the dignity or pride befitting a senior expert.
They found it utterly inconceivable, but at the same time, a deep sense of defeat welled up within them.
They had suffered a crushing defeat at Lian Yi's hands and nearly died, yet Lian Yi had fled in panic before Fang Qianyuan. The contrast could not have been starker.
Could the gulf between people really be so vast?
What exactly did it mean to be a Tenth Transformation expert at the Half-Step Heaven Tier?
As the Azure Cloud Eight Elites, they had grown up surrounded by praise and acclaim, the most outstanding figures of their generation.
Had a senior expert rescued them this time, they could have accepted it. But Fang Qianyuan was a young expert of their own generation-even younger than anyone present!
How were they supposed to bear that?
"Are you all right?" Fang Qianyuan turned back and asked them.
Although Lian Yi's choice surprised him, his opponent's flight saved him some trouble.
He had come to rescue the Eight Geniuses. There was no need to hound the enemy and insist on wiping them out to the last man.
Pursuit was not his forte. If he fell into an encirclement and someone took advantage of their vulnerability, the consequences would be unpredictable, given the Eight Geniuses' current condition. He was unwilling to take that risk.
"We're all right. We owe our rescue to you,