Yang Qi was prepared. The moment the flash fire erupted, he hugged the heavyset man and dove forward, rolling twice on the ground and shielding them from some of the impact and flying debris with his own body.
The others nearby, including the two young men who had wanted to help, were all stunned by the sudden flash fire, either dropping to the ground or scrambling away.
A wave of heat washed over their heads, and everyone's faces turned pale.
...
After a moment, once they confirmed there were no more explosions, a few of the braver onlookers, though still shaken, ran over to help Yang Qi up.
"I'm fine. Go check on the others."
Yang Qi waved a hand and got to his feet.
The force of the flash fire had been considerable, but with his current physique and the Tier One Middle-Grade Body Protection Talisman he wore, an impact of this level wasn't even enough to trigger the talisman's automatic defense. He only felt a slight heat and a jarring sensation on his back, nothing more.
