"No way!"
"He's using the East Wind!"
Wang Zhengyi watched closely, and finally noticed a pattern. Although Yan Chuan leaped quite a lot and covered great distances, he often relied on gusts of wind to propel himself upward.
Yan Chuan's leaping ability was already strong, and with the aid of the wind, he easily exceeded two zhang.
But—
"Why is he the only one who encounters such favorable winds?"
Wang Zhengyi looked again, and soon realized: "It's not the wind finding him, it's Old Yan finding the wind!"
Indeed, Yan Chuan was the "Wind Chaser"!
Chasing the upward spiraling winds, using their force to ascend swiftly along the cliffs.
"What astounding skill!"
Wang Zhengyi was amazed.
Yan Chuan's technique was truly heaven-defying.
