Ye Qing opened his mouth and sucked in what felt like a cyclone’s worth of air into his stomach. For a moment, his abdomen thudded like thunder.1

When he bent his knees slightly, his feet slowly sank into the ground as if it couldn’t bear his weight.0

Right before the two cavalry squads would hit him like two mini avalanches, Ye Qing stretched his arms in front of him and caught the heads of the two foremost Scale Horses.0

His muscles groaned, and his bones cracked and popped like fireworks. The ground beneath his feet also undulated like it was made of water, not earth.0

Ye Qing didn’t budge an inch from his spot, however. Like an unshakeable mountain, he had stopped the avalanche via sheer strength. He then pressed both Scale Horses to the ground.0

The squads following closely behind the two lead cavalrymen couldn’t stop their charge in time. They immediately bowled themselves over and fell all over the place.0

“Grr...0