The look on Mentor Louis's face out of the corner of his eye was hilarious.

After falling down the cliff, I fell headfirst down to the bottom of the cliff.

As I fell faster and faster, I unfolded the three layers of overlapping and stitched spider silk cloth attached to the limbs, and slightly adjusted the position of my hands, and my body changed from falling straight down to gliding diagonally.

As gravity accelerated, his speed became faster and faster, and the rapid air flow was wrapped in spider silk and directed backwards, and his body slid quickly towards the foot of the mountain.

That's one of the results of my last few days, the wingsuit, also known as the flying squirrel suit.

With this, I will be able to reach the end of the line as fast as possible, the magic locomotive or something, and slowly go around in circles!

The students who were waiting to watch the game on the fast and wide area of the winding mountain road leaped overhead, listening to their exclamations coming from behind them.

I folded my hands and feet, spun around in mid-air a few times, said hello downward, and then spread my limbs and continued to fly below.

It has to be said that wingsuit gliding is the closest equipment to solo flight.

The feeling of the air speeding over your face, the feeling of being able to change your flight trajectory and flying freely by adjusting the position of your hands and feet, and the feeling of looking down on the ground are amazing.

A seating area on a winding road.

A wind mage apprentice, a fire mage apprentice rests here.

"I actually forgot, the road is closed during this time today." The fire magic apprentice sat on a chair in the rest area and said helplessly.

"Because all your thoughts are here these days." The Wind Magic Apprentice said with some collapse and pointed to the package that was set aside.

"This is equipment for you to play with peace of mind, why not?" The fire mage said lightly.

"Have you ever thought about my feelings?" The Wind Mage lifted the package and threw it at the Fire Mage. "Why don't you put it on yourself?"

"I'll wear it when I play, what's wrong?" The fire mage asked, puzzled.

"Oh my God, let me die, I'll ruin you sooner or later." The Wind Magic Apprentice said bitterly, holding his head.

"Wait, what's that?" The apprentice of fire magic pointed to the mountain.

"What?"

As soon as the wind mages looked up, a white shadow flew over their heads.

"Is that 'flying'? Why can't I feel the magic of wind magic? It's so fast! The fire mage asked, turning his head.

"It's not flying, it's not flying with magic at all, and it's no slower than flying." The trench coat wizard said with a look of surprise.

"Really?" The fire mage stared blankly at the white shadow and continued to fly towards the foot of the mountain, and then said. "Could it be the use of magic machinery to fly, I heard that the dwarves and elves have jointly developed a magic machine that can fly."

"Impossible, even if it's a magic machine, it will use wind magic to accelerate when flying, but this person can't feel magic fluctuations at all." The Wind Magic Apprentice hesitated for a moment, then said affirmatively.

"And what does she fly on?" The apprentice of fire magic looked at the foot of the mountain.

"I'll go back and inquire, the closure of the winding mountain road may be because of this, it should be easy to inquire."

Above the hillside, my eyes were fixed on the finish line at the foot of the mountain.

There is still a distance of several hundred meters, almost, it's time to slow down.

Folded your limbs, slam your feet forward, and use the skill "Levitation Adjustment" to change your body to an angle perpendicular to the direction of flight.

The limbs were opened again, and the silk between the limbs was like a sail to puff up, and the speed dropped rapidly.

A pull on the rope that hangs from the backpack, a parachute with a diameter of about 7 meters is pulled out by a small parachute, and then opened.

A minute later, I landed lightly on the finish line.

Take off the parachute vigorously to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, and then prepare to fold the parachute from the top up.

This thing costs about 60 gold coins, and I'll cry if I break it.

It took almost 10 minutes before I retracted the parachute into my bag.

And the magic locomotive "Meteor" driven by Peter finally appeared not far from the finish line.

"How is it possible, aren't you supposed to be behind me?" Peter's face was incredulous. "How could you be so fast?"

"I jumped off." Tie the knot on the backpack, I said without looking back.

The winding road was a long way behind the mountain, and it was normal for Peter not to see me flying on the hillside.

"What are you kidding, you will definitely fall to your death if you jump so high." Peter pointed to the steep hill and said speechlessly.

"Anyway, it's pretty much the same, don't worry about the details." I put the bag on my back and said to Peter.

"You see, I can't drive a magic locomotive, so help me drive it back first." I patted Peter on the shoulder and jumped on the Meteor.

Sitting on the magic locomotive driven by the dejected Peter, he slowly drove towards the mountain.

"Hey, this speed is too slow, compared to the speed of going down, you are climbing again." I sat in the magic locomotive, looked out the window, and said strangely.

At this speed, I threw away all my weight and ran faster than it, but what was the speed of nearly sixty yards down the hill?

"This magic locomotive is still flawed, it doesn't have enough power, and it can only play its full performance downhill." Peter said, looking ahead and holding the joystick.

"You're really ......" I shook my head helplessly, looking at Peter.

I really can't do anything about the uphill speed race, after all, I can't stand running dozens of kilometers in a row, but you guys are actually driving a defective magic locomotive faster than going downhill.

If the power is enough, the speed of this magic locomotive can definitely go up a notch.

With a magical pavement, the locomotive did not slow down even in the hairpin corner, and turned straight away.

According to the performance of the car I have seen, even if it is a hundred yards down the mountain, as long as the person who operates it can react, it is estimated that there is no problem.

"Who would have thought you were so fast, you really didn't use the Flying Magic Scroll." Still a little unwilling to accept reality, Peter turned his head to look at me.

"Hey, look ahead, there's a cliff down there!" I pointed ahead and said in horror.

I'm not afraid to fall off the cliff, just kick the car door and open the parachute again.

But the magic locomotive worth tens of thousands of gold coins will definitely cry to death if it falls, it will soon belong to me, what if it is broken and sold at no price!

Peter jerked the joystick, and the magic glow shone next to the magic locomotive, and the locomotive turned 180 degrees almost in a very short time and continued to drive up the hill.

"Whew." Seeing that the danger was lifted, I exhaled, and then said to Peter unpleasantly. "Isn't Mentor Louis able to monitor the whole process of our competition, and you'll know the way when you go up the mountain!"

"Now, you drive my magic locomotive up the mountain." I said to Peter with my teeth and claws. "Compensation according to the price if it is broken!"

"Yes!" Peter said without tears.

PS: Good boys, don't play with wingsuits, the mortality rate is super high. As for the protagonist, if you don't have any protection, you may not die if you fall down.