Oscar's feet left the ground, and he shot into the sky like an arrow.
He moved so fast that Dai Mubai only saw a gray-blue afterimage streak past him. By the time he looked up, Oscar was already a hundred meters in the air.
With a powerful beat of his Light Wings, he traced a circle through the air. He was so fast that a gray-blue ring of light remained in the sky, like someone had used a compass to draw a perfect circle on blue paper.
Flender's brow twitched.
He was a flying-type Soul Master, and the Four-Eyed Owl was already considered fast among Soul Masters of the same rank.
Yet Oscar's current speed was far greater than Flender's had been at level thirty.
Oscar did not stop. He was still accelerating.
Each beat of his Light Wings brought explosive thrust. He shot from one hundred meters to two hundred in only a few breaths, and from two hundred to three hundred even faster.
The wind howled past his ears, while the gray-blue Light Wings gleamed with a metallic luster beneath the sun.
He hovered three hundred and fifty meters in the air, looking down at the tiny figures on the ground.
His voice drifted down from the sky as he asked Dai Mubai to time him.
Flender took a pocket watch from his robes and looked up at the sky.
"Start."
The gray-blue figure dove from three hundred and fifty meters in the air.
He did not follow an arc or make any turns. He plunged straight down.
He moved so quickly that a long gray-blue trail stretched behind him, like a falling meteor.
One hundred meters, fifty meters, ten meters.
Less than five meters from the ground, his Light Wings flared open. His diving speed was completely