"Lord Zhenjin, abandon me, remember my last wish!" Cang Xu shouted against the strong wind.
Zi Di also said, "Zhenjin, let go of me, you'll be a bit faster."
"What a joke, I am a Holy Temple Knight. Big guy, run to the front, catch them!" Zhenjin bellowed.
The big guy paused momentarily, then saw Zhenjin vigorously swing his arms, unexpectedly hurling Zi Di and Cang Xu out.
His strength was immense, Zi Di and Cang Xu drew a parabola in the air, crossing over the final distance of the battlefield, and finally moving ahead of Jia Sha and his men.
The big guy instinctively dashed forward, took a dozen steps, then lunged forward with outstretched arms, crashing to the ground, and caught Zi Di and Cang Xu in a startlingly close call.
"That was reckless!"
"How did they fly over?!"
Several Guardian Knights nearly got knocked over by the big guy, dodging to the side, eyes wide and mouths agape.
