As he neared his destination, Lu Zhixing's hands shot forward, his legs slightly curled. His palms stretched to their limits to press against the edge of the platform, then he used the momentum to roll forward forcefully!
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Gunshots sounded again; a hacker fired towards where Lu Zhixing had landed, but he had already rolled nimbly, taking cover behind a barrier.
Everyone was dumbstruck.
Tong Zhuo found it hard to believe his eyes, "He jumped, jumped over here? Are you even human? How is it possible to make that jump!"
These parkour masters were very precise with their distances, especially those who enjoyed the thrill of high-altitude parkour. The difference between a successful jump and a failed one could mean the difference between being a "hidden master" and "an unfortunate soul in the Netherworld."
Tong Zhuo was certain that distance was impossible to cross by normal human standards.
Even with springs on the legs, it would be a stretch!