Lu Zhaoyou moved with the grace and speed of a gust of wind, his figure blurring as he darted through the dense foliage.
Before anyone could fully comprehend what was happening, he had already vanished from sight, leaving only the faintest rustle of leaves in his wake.
Lu Qingyi followed suit, her movements equally swift and precise, leaving the rest of the group momentarily stunned as they struggled to adjust to the unfamiliar environment.
The other five brilliant youths were not far behind, each choosing a different path that aligned with the four cardinal directions.
Their actions were deliberate, a calculated effort to maintain balance and cover as much ground as possible.
Despite their varying speeds and levels of agility, they moved with a synchronicity that spoke of their shared training and mutual understanding.
