The Fire Fierce Horse was indeed fiery. After Zhao Xing mounted it, it began to shake violently, trying to throw him off.
"Hiss hiss hiss~"
Flames burned along its mane, spreading to Zhao Xing's body. At this moment, Zhao Xing looked like an 'Evil Spirit Knight.'
"You're quite fierce," Zhao Xing said with a slight smile, then raised his palm.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle~" In an instant, lightning covered his entire palm, and then he slapped the horse's head hard.
"Boom!"
One thunderous slap later, the Fire Fierce Horse was immediately dazed, its flames dimming.
Just as Zhao Xing thought it had calmed down, the Fire Fierce Horse suddenly reared up again, leaping toward the Gang Wind Wall ahead.
At this moment, Zhao Xing's body was horizontal, forming a ninety-degree angle with the ground.
The Fire Fierce Horse spewed fire again, its muscles moving in a unique rhythm, trying to shake Zhao Xing off.
"Get down!"
Zhao Xing squeezed the horse's belly hard.
"Neigh~"
