Gravity is like an invisible giant hand, pulling him back to the ground.
"A spent force! Let's see if you can still..."
The masked man sighed in relief at the sight and was about to sneer, but the sound got stuck in his throat.
He witnessed the most physics-defying scene of his life.
Even as the man's potential energy sharply diminished, he did not fall; he levitated as if suspended in the air.
"Whoosh—"
Fang Cheng exhaled lightly, raising his chin slightly against the fierce wind, his arms outstretched.
His mind was inexplicably at peace, with even the surging desire to kill briefly contained.
In the early hours by Yulong Lake, the scene of dashing across the water and walking on it flashed quickly in his mind.
Since the tension on the water's surface can support the body, air compressed to a near-solid can also serve as a point of leverage.
From water to mid-air, the medium changed, but the underlying logic of mechanics did not.
