Qing Chen leapt from the helicopter, soaring through the air like a Yu Yan, heading straight for the circular target 10 kiloters away!
The Sorellians were dumbfounded: "On the second day of learning wing suit flying, does he really want to do sothing like this? Why is he in such a rush to challenge himself?"
At this mont, Qing Chen was rapidly approaching the cliff, but the mountain wind attacked him. Though it didn’t toss him around, it forcefully pushed him off course, making him glide past the cliff by a margin of 5 ters.
Qing Chen opened his parachute and slowly descended. Once he was brought back to the helicopter: "Return to the starting point, again!"
The second ti, Qing Chen got even closer to the target, only 3 ters away.
On the third attempt, Qing Chen gritted his teeth and slightly contracted his right arm, as he pierced through towards the target. However, the disorderly winds in the mountain gorge were unexpectedly driving him toward the cliff!
Sorell shouted loudly from the helicopter: "Watch out!"
In an instant, Qing Chen barely scraped past the cliff, his left arm and shoulder brushing against the sharp rocks, his helt even sparked as it struck the rock.
Qing Chen fell like a kite with a broken line, and Sorell shouted urgently: "Joker?! Don’t pass out! Open the parachute!"
There was no response from the communication channel.
Seeing Qing Chen’s falling altitude drop from 600 ters to 400 ters, then from 400 ters to 200 ters.
Just then, a roar ca through the communication channel!
He woke up from the impact!
In the helicopter’s view, Qing Chen suddenly unfolded his body, his right hand forcefully pulling the control strap behind him, opening the drag parachute!
Sorell was so excited he almost cried: "God! Quickly go to check how he is!"
The helicopter quickly descended, landing on the ground, only to find Qing Chen’s flying squirrel suit on his left side entirely torn. After taking off the suit, his whole shoulder and left arm were rapidly bruising, with fresh blood seeping from the surface of his skin.
Sorell checked him over: "Left shoulder is dislocated."
The next second, Qing Chen reached out his right hand, and with a crack, he set the dislocated arm back in place.
Sorell: "???"
Qing Chen lanted: "Thankfully, there’s the Dragon Fish Blessing, otherwise a fracture would be even more troubleso."
Sorell said sternly: "Joker, you really can’t keep training, this could kill you!"
Qing Chen suddenly looked at him and said seriously: "Sorell, if I don’t give it my all, more people will die. Don’t worry, I never joke around with my life, I know what I’m doing."
Knights never joke around with their lives because this is the path they must travel.
Of all the shortcuts in the world, this is the furthest one.
The family mbers watching from the helicopter gave Qing Chen a look of awe. Back then, it was also this person who repeatedly risked his life returning to the depths of City 10, bringing out over six thousand people.
Now when Parent Association mbers talk about this parent, they can’t help but wish to have a drink and chat.
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On the afternoon of the third day, after setting his shoulder, Qing Chen tried two more tis.
On the fourth day, Qing Chen tried four tis.
On the fifth day, Qing Chen tried six tis.
On the sixth day, Qing Chen tried eight tis.
Each day he trained more, every ti more cautiously.
Qing Chen understood very well, if reckless, the aftereffects of breaking bones and tearing tendons would waste more ti than trying a few more tis.
Knights like to flirt with danger, but they don’t flirt with death!
On the seventh day, Qing Chen boarded the helicopter as usual.
However, when Sorell was about to board, he was blocked by Qing Chen turning around: "Sorell, you can’t go today."
"Hmm? Why!" Sorell was puzzled: "You pursue your challenge, I have never stopped you."
Qing Chen smiled: "Not today, today it’s too dangerous."
Sorell paused for a mont: "I haven’t been flying with you, where’s the danger coming from?"
At this mont, gunfire suddenly echoed from below the mountain again, along with the roar of so terrifying beast.
Sorell’s expression changed, he looked at the helicopter slowly lifting off, and found Qing Chen calmly sitting in the cabin, as if today was just another ordinary day, and nothing would stand in the way of his training.
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Update 7.24, 12400 words, good night everyone.
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