By now, Li Longyu and Hai Zhongxian had already released their Jade Jiaolongs.
Their Jade Jiaolongs all had capsule forms, but under the battering of the fierce wind, they visibly aged. In just a few breaths, they lost their magnificent exteriors and began to look dilapidated.
'So this is the Power of Weathering...'
Wang Yi seemed to have a realization. He released a Jade Jiaolong of his own and called for everyone to mount up and ride against the wind.
The great wind was relentless. Wang Yi estimated it was a gale of at least force seven or eight. It blew so hard that Li Longyu, Hu Miaosuan, and Wang Bushi could barely open their eyes. The Jade Jiaolongs struggled to run against it, and everyone had to shout to be heard.
After a short while, when they had traveled about ten li against the wind, Hu Miaosuan suddenly pitched headfirst off his Jade Jiaolong. The strong wind tossed him about on the ground like a scarecrow.
