In midair, the cold wind howled past his ears, instilling fear. This unsettling feeling of not touching the sky nor the ground is something ordinary people cannot endure. At the crucial moment of life and death, Luo Zheng did not panic. He tried hard to keep his body still, waiting until he was near the slope. Then, he slightly bent his legs and let his feet touch the ground, rolling his body along the slope, tumbling about three times until it was empty below, and his body dropped down again.
Everything was as Luo Zheng calculated. As he fell downward, Luo Zheng felt no panic or fear. He struggled to keep his eyes open to look below, controlling his body posture to ensure his head was above his feet. With a crash, he hit the dense tree canopy and landed on a branch. The impact bent the branches, but also absorbed much of the force. Luo Zheng continued to fall heavily, landing onto the thick snow on the ground, burying his entire body.
