Meanwhile, Xu Jingming had already flown nearly ten kilometers away in the other direction.
"It seems they didn't chase after us."
After no longer sensing the auras trailing behind them, Xu Jingming slowed down and released Zhou Yu from his arms.
"That speed must have broken Mach 2, right? Our abilities could actually reach that level when combined?"
Zhou Yu stood gracefully in midair, still not fully recovered from their burst of extreme speed.
After all,
even a Ninth-Order Martial Saint could only fly at less than Mach 2.
And the Yer Secret Realm imposed ten times Blue Star's gravity, making it even harder to break Mach 2.
"Your Wind-Type Ability was just too powerful, Sister Zhou. That's why we were able to reach that speed."
Xu Jingming said with a smile, then exited the enormously draining Thunderstorm State.
"No, my ability only played a supporting role just now. The key was you."
Zhou Yu's soft, melodious voice was filled with amazement.
Although the flight had been extremely brief,
she had still noticed that the aura Xu Jingming had emitted was more than ten times stronger than when he had killed Lu Wenliang in Great Xia!
Even while held in his arms, she had sensed a deadly aura from him.
"May I ask why those American experts' attacks didn't affect you just now?"
After a pause, Zhou Yu asked curiously.
Among that group from America were one Eighth-Order Peak and two Eighth-Order Upper Position elementalists.
Surviving attacks like those could not be explained merely by a powerful physique.
But she quickly added, "Of course, if this involves your secret, just pretend I didn't ask."
Zhou Yu was curious, but she had her limits.
"It's nothing I can't tell you. The combat suit I'm wearing was given to me by Lord