At this moment, the little mantis lying on Cheng Kong's head tightened his hair, causing Cheng Kong to scream in pain.

But then a message came from the spiritual link.

There was a turbulent flow! Leave! Cheng Kong couldn't help but be shocked and saw a tornado over the arena that was shrouded by it!

The tornado fell from a very high place, covering the arena. Even if it was not approached, Cheng Kong could still feel the huge danger contained in the tornado.

Obviously, this tornado did not appear, and I don’t know how long it has existed.

No wonder, no one can enter from the arena, and this tornado alone can stir the dragon to pieces!

This is not just a tornado, there are huge lightning flashes from time to time, making people frightened.

If it weren't for the little mantis' reminder, it would be impossible to die a whole body after stepping in like this dangerous place.

How dare Cheng Kong stay for more? His wings slowly flapped, adjusted his direction, and flew towards the farm.

It seemed that he had a premonition that Cheng Kong was escaping, and a lightning flashed from the tornado, and rushed directly from Cheng Kong in front. Fortunately, Cheng Kong's flight skills were not good and he flew very slowly, otherwise he would have hit the lightning head by himself.

Swish! Another lightning bolt flew over from behind. This time, it was close to Cheng Kong, and Cheng Kong felt that all the hairs on his body were standing up.

After a rush of flying, Cheng Kong finally stayed away from the tornado.

Damn, it's so dangerous, this tornado is simply a life-threatening one.

When Cheng Kong came to his senses from the previous shock, he suddenly realized that he could fly.

Well, I should say that I was flying well. Although it was a bit rigid, at least it would not fall down or fly up or down.

It's no wonder that the tornado before was so dangerous. Cheng Kong was in a hurry to escape and didn't care about how his wings swelled. Just like a drowning person, he was tossing around. In short, how could he escape be?

With just this force, Cheng Kong naturally learned to fly. Of course, most of the time, Cheng Kong still mainly glided. After all, it would be a pity to not use the four-meter-long wings. Gliding is much easier than flapping its wings.

Any expert in flying distance is good at gliding, such as wild geese, golden eagles, etc.

Needless to say, a line of egrets climbed into the blue sky. This is a wonderful poem describing the long journey of geese. The geese are usually lined up in a human form, while the leading geese are the strongest among the geese. They combine the whole group of geese into a sharp blade. The geese in front reduce the air resistance for the geese behind, and then they go all the way to the last geese.

During such a long journey, the geese flap their wings about three times a minute and spend most of their time gliding. Otherwise, the geese would not have enough physical strength to travel across tens of thousands of miles to their wintering habitat.

The most good thing among birds is albatross. Any albatross can find the nearby upward airflow with its keen sense and reduce the number of times it flaps its wings.

According to incomplete statistics, the number of times the albatross flaps its wings per hour can be as few as once, which means that if the wind is right, the albatross can glide continuously.

Of course, compared with these gliding masters, the giant mantis is definitely worse. After all, the size of the mantis is not suitable for gliding, but they have a pair of hind legs that are strong enough.

For Cheng Kong, he must flap his wings at least twenty times a minute. If he encounters a strong upward airflow, he can of course spread his wings and use the help of wind.

In any case, it is enough for Cheng Kong to fly with his own strength now.

If you walk from the arena, Cheng Kong needs to run quickly for one hour. That is two hours, and the distance is more than two hundred kilometers.

Cheng Kong's current body can provide such high speeds and run like a car, which is not a dream.

But Cheng Kongfei took two hours to go back, which means he was half slower than walking.

Cheng Kong was ashamed of this. It would be good to be able to fly. Why don’t you try it?

I don’t know that I need to practice more. I originally planned to practice flying after I became familiar with flying.

Well, the cavalry was riding a horse and shooting arrows while riding, which was called riding and shooting, and Cheng Kong took it for granted that the archery while flying was called flying.

However, after shooting a few arrows at the ground, Cheng Kong discovered a problem.

I don’t have enough mastery of flying skills, which is the same as if I just want to ride a horse and want to play riding a horse.

A single arrow shot out, not to mention whether it could hit the target, just pulling the bow and supplementing the strings, Cheng Kong almost fell down directly at the beginning.

To put it bluntly, Cheng Kong has not regarded flying as an instinct yet!

When shooting archery, you must also consider whether the wings are swelling, etc. It would be strange if there is no problem with this distraction.

After several thrilling high-altitude stalls and falling, Cheng Kong realized this and simply put aside the flying and practiced taking off.

It is impossible not to say that this flight is a pleasant thing, especially for terrestrial creatures who are born to fly.

Since ancient times, humans have longed to conquer the blue sky, stick their wings on their bodies with wax to fly towards the sun, and Chang'e, who steals the elixir of immortality. These myths do not imply human yearning for the sky.

In the modern era of industrialization, humans can already reach the sky and catch turtles in the sea.

Even ordinary people can board the passenger plane and look down at the blue sea and the beautiful earth from the sky.

But this is just enjoying the convenience of transportation, and even those passenger plane captains dare not drive the passenger plane whatever they want.

As for flying clubs, fighters, etc., you can fly at will, but this is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

And Cheng Kong bet that even a fighter pilot would not have the same flying sense as himself.

After all, the iron guy is separated from his body. He stretches his limbs at will like this, and falls down when he wants to fall, and fly up when he wants to fly, which they can't enjoy.

The fun of flying was intoxicating. Cheng Kong flew all morning and noon, and there was still half an afternoon. Even with Cheng Kong's strong body, he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

I can't fly anymore, my wings feel a little numb.

Cheng Kong then glided towards the farm.

After concentrating on practicing for more than five hours, Cheng Kong's flight technology has improved greatly. At least his speed is much faster than before, and he also knows some tips on how to use wind power to glide.

In a few minutes, only a farm as small as a washbasin appeared within Cheng Kong's sight.

When Cheng Kong carefully lowered the height and circled around the farm, Ma Laosan saw Cheng Kong's circling figure early, which was simply envious and jealous.

No matter how envious Ma Laosan is, he cannot change a fact. After four more arms, Ma Laosan may not be able to grow wings even if he wants to grow wings.

Ma Laosan looked at Cheng Kong enviously, but Cheng Kong was already sweating profusely at this time.

After lowering the altitude to a certain level, Cheng Kong found that he would not land!

Acceleration is OK, but deceleration at such a height is a very difficult subject for Cheng Kong. It is possible that the wings will be broken by accident. After all, compared with Cheng Kong's body, the wings grown appear weaker.

After the height dropped to ten meters, Cheng Kong gritted his teeth and withdrew his wings, his body was like a cannon directly hitting a farmland outside the farm.

Suddenly, a piece of unharvested crops were overwhelmed. Cheng Kong was directly trapped in the soil.

Fortunately, the soil of the crops was planted, which was soft, so Cheng Kong directly printed a man on it.

If it was a rock, Cheng Kong would be completely disfigured.

After struggling out of the soil, Ma Laosan came over as soon as he walked out of the field. At first glance, he saw Cheng Kong covered in soil, and thought some monster had come over. Then he was on guard all over, and the three bows and arrows were grabbed in his hand.

It was not until Cheng Kong bent over and vomited the soil in his mouth that Ma Laosan realized that it was Cheng Kong. He suppressed the crazy laughter in his heart and stepped forward to help Cheng Kong clean up the soil.

Cheng Kong's image was really a little embarrassed. The front of his body was completely a clay figure. Only a pair of eyes were opened, as if two black dots were pointed on the clay doll.

This was the first time Ma Laosan saw Cheng Kong in such a mess. The smile in his heart was really a little uncontrollable. When he entered the entrance of the farm, he couldn't help laughing. Cheng Kong was so angry that he slapped his fist and chased him. It was not until most of the mud was applied to Ma Laosan's body that it was over.

Ma Laosan, who was harmed by Cheng Kong, had to follow Cheng Kong to take a bath by the river. The farm brought water from the river, but it was just the daily water used by people in the farm to cook, and there was very little.

Besides, except for the bearded and long legs that these farmers have followed Cheng Kong for the longest time, the rest of them do not like bathing, just like in the Middle Ages in Europe. Therefore, there are no buildings such as bathhouses in the farms for bathing.

After taking a shower, Cheng Kong had no energy to play with Ma Laosan. After returning to the farm for supper, he hurried to bed.

I was so tired. The first time I flew for so long, before landing, it was because of extreme excitement and joy that stimulated my body's potential, which made Cheng Kong not feel tired. But once I landed, took a shower, returned to the farm, and went to the bed, Cheng Kong knew what acidity was.

The position below the two pipas on the back seemed to have two bottles of old sour vinegar stuffed in, which was so sour.

Cheng Kong knew that the two positions were where the wings grew. The four-meter-long wings were tired after a day, and then shrank at two points and sorely.

Cheng Kong felt that he would not have to add vinegar to eat noodles in the future. He scraped a little sweat from his back and kept it so sore that his teeth were lost.

Whether it was self-deprecating or illusioning subconsciousness, Cheng Kong became a little excited during the random thoughts and couldn't sleep for a while.

At this moment, Cheng Kong's body gradually dissipated in the air. When Cheng Kong opened his eyes, he had already returned to the square.

Well, it was seven days, and Cheng Kong walked towards the door.

The next day, when Cheng Kong woke up, he felt like a dream. The bed was a soft Simmons, not a straw mat on the broken wooden board, the quilt was a colorful and beautiful Shu embroidered brocade quilt, not a smelly linen quilt. The first thing that caught my eyes when I opened my eyes was a string of transparent chandeliers, not a thatched roof with cracks.

Landlines, mobile phones, large TVs, aluminum alloy doors, and the sound of car horns faintly came from outside.

So and so on, Cheng Kong felt another strange world.

Well, after rushing into the bathroom and washing his face with cold water, Cheng Kong came back to his senses from the battle in the hero world.

I am Cheng Kong, I come from Earth, and I am an adventurer in the hero world.

After saying a few words to himself silently, Cheng Kong felt familiar with the surroundings.

Perhaps the life I lived in the hero world was too exciting, and the excitement and fatigue after flying yesterday made me not come back to my senses after returning to Earth. I thought I was immersed in the hero world.

This is not very good. Cheng Kong secretly warned himself that when changing back and forth between the two worlds, he must control himself and always remember that this is the earth, not a heroic world that follows the laws of the jungle!

Cheng Kong washed up. After shaving off his dense beard, he looked in the mirror and couldn't help but boast: "What a stylish young man, not bad."

Although he is boasting, Cheng Kong has experienced many events in the hero world, and is completely different from the fat Cheng Kong before.

Whether in terms of temperament or body shape, Cheng Kong can now be called a handsome man.

The face that became tough because of fighting in the hero world was enough to move most women.

Cheng Kong just teased himself that he didn't have much intention to attract bees and butterflies now. Moreover, after experiencing the two peerless beauties, Lu Xiaofei and Murong Xue, most women are already hard to catch his eyes.

Wearing the clothes well, a standard white shirt with a floral tie, makes Cheng Kong's current temperament become a bit cynical.

Of course, Cheng Kong is not a man of taste with great fashion vision.
To be continued...