Hell Game: Starting in Metropolis
Chapter 668

I'm the wild one, not Deliveryman

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"Just messing with you. Your boss can fly now."

Liu Zheng spoke as he walked out of the clinic.

With nothing else to do, Nile Doctor and the others followed him out to watch.

"Watch closely. Let me show you what it means to ascend to heaven in broad daylight!"

He took a deep breath, then kicked off hard, lifting his body from the ground.

Then he exhaled gently. An invisible supporting force buoyed him up, slowly carrying him higher.

"Don't fly too high. There seems to be a problem if you go above five thousand meters."

Nile Doctor offered the warning.

Liu Zheng nodded to him while exhaling, indicating that he understood.

Actually, Nile Doctor needn't have warned him at all. Forget five thousand meters-he might not even make it to five hundred.

Liu Zheng tried increasing the flow of his exhalation, and sure enough, he began rising faster.

But another problem arose: he didn't know how to move in any direction other than up or down.

"Try moving like a fish swimming through water?"

Nile Doctor offered a suggestion.

Liu Zheng readily took his advice, and it worked.

It did work, but only a little.

Forget soaring like a bird. Swimming through the air like this was slower than walking on the ground.

If he used this move in combat, he'd just become a sitting duck.

When his breath ran out, Liu Zheng plummeted.

He fell much faster than normal, as though Mother Earth were punishing this child who wanted to escape her control.

Fortunately, it wasn't so fast that he couldn't catch another breath.

Liu Zheng sucked in another lungful of air and landed safely on the ground.

"A purely support-oriented skill."

After testing it out, he reached that conclusion about Peng Breath.

Trying to fight flying

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