Wang Ye's floating height was getting higher and higher.
From 2 meters, it turned into 3 meters.
Then from 3 meters, it became 4 meters.
Meanwhile, his skimming speed always maintained around 30 meters per second.
This height.
Obviously, was not enough to use his feet to slow down.
In the end.
Wang Ye still couldn't stop himself.
He crashed hard into the rock wall.
Boom!!
The strong impact made a quite significant crater in the rock wall.
Countless shards of stone scattered like fragment grenades.
Wang Ye, on the other hand, fell to the ground with a "clang".
He touched his forehead, where a drop of blood had already seeped through.
"Crashed..."
Wang Ye took a bottle of mineral water from his bag and washed the wound a bit.
He rinsed off the mud and debris from his forehead.
Then he sat cross-legged, rubbing his chin and reviewing the principle of ground-skimming flight he just experienced.
