In mid-air, Sun Hao plunged straight down.
He activated his Meridian Passage Realm Cultivation, channeling it into his Tier Two Upper Grade "Cyan Simurgh" wingsuit.
The faint cyan, naturally formed Runes on the Wing Membrane began to glimmer.
He was brimming with confidence.
Just yesterday, his older brother, Sun Rui, had told him that this drone interference training was a mere formality for members of their Celestial Wings Society.
But in the next instant, a black drone suddenly appeared in his flight path.
Sun Hao's expression changed.
'This thing is a lot peskier than I thought.'
It wasn't fast, but it was incredibly agile.
It always seemed to anticipate his moves, blocking the exact spots where he tried to accelerate.
It reminded him of being chased by Demon Beasts in the Virtual Space, forced to flee in utter disarray.
'Damn it!'
Sun Hao cursed to himself.
He had thought that by using the "Cyan Simurgh," he could easily break Zhang Hao's record.
