At this moment, Carlos was like a wavering leaf in the blizzard.
Almost carried by the wind towards the vast ocean.
He did his best to control his posture and based on every subtle movement of the wind, adjusted his angle.
Yet, he could only barely manage to keep from noticeably deviating from the set course.
If he was even slightly careless, or if he adjusted his posture half a second too late,
he would be swept away by the hurricane, failing the challenge, and even directly impacting Wang Ye's challenge.
Realizing this, Carlos gritted his teeth and maintained his stance,
He didn't mind failing, or even dying because of it.
But if it affected Wang Ye's challenge,
then it would be a big problem.
He didn't want to be a burden to anyone.
After thinking of this,
his previously shaky stance gradually began to stabilize.
Yet this not-so-obvious adjustment nearly exhausted all his methods and strength.
Blood vessels appeared in Carlos' eyes, a sign of his excessive exertion.
