He was a capable man and a Spiritual Lord. Would Feng Wu be able to escape?
Even Feng Wu didn't know the answer.
After she jumped onto the horse, it bolted at an unbelievable speed before she had time to react.
Clip-clop, clip-clop —
The trees on both sides quickly fell away.
Feng Wu felt as if she was flying.
Run, run, run!
Feng Wu didn't run back. Instead, she was running forward, because she still wanted to win the race.
Sefiro grew anxious when Feng Wu escaped.
While Seven went after Feng Wu, Sefiro thought that she could take her time and head for the finish line. She believed that she could win the competition even if she was on foot.
That Feng Wu!
"Seven, you have to kill Feng Wu!" Sefiro clenched her fists and prayed in her head.
The Bloodsea Horse ran very fast, but it had been sick for a long time, so it couldn't maintain its stamina.
