In this world, contradictions had always complemented each other.
Spells were no exception.
Where there was "July Flowing Fire," there was "September Frost"; where there was "Ge Zhi Tan Xi," there was "Peach Blossom Incantation"; where "Insects Fly Buzzing, To Dream With You" could make people drowsy, "Tossing and Turning Pillow" could leave them wide awake. Where there was "Chou Mou You Hu," which sealed doors and windows shut, there was "Beneath the Gatehouse, doors and windows unbarred," which unlocked them.
Accordingly, where there was a Flying Spell, there was naturally an anti-Flying Spell.
"Yu Yu Qiao Qiao, Yu Wei Xiao Xiao" was one such spell.
When Old Man Vernal pressed his withered fingers to the pages of his spellbook and recited the incantation, Zheng Qing's heart abruptly tightened for no reason. He shouted at his companions, "Scatter!"
He did not know the spell's exact effects, but that did not stop a wizard's intuition from screaming warnings in his mind. Words, however, were ultimately slower than magic.
A stream of scorched yellow light rose from the spellbook and enveloped several young wizards who had failed to evade it in time. Zheng Qing suddenly felt his entire body loosen. The Mana Cocoon wrapped around him was dispelled in an instant, and the Mayfly Wing that had been buzzing behind his back vanished as well.
Out of the corner of his eye, Zheng Qing saw Fatty Xin's and Zhang Jixin's Mayfly Wings, Jiang Yu's Oriole Feather, Li Meng's Dove Wing, and the others all disappear at once.
After hanging in the air for half a second, the young wizards dropped toward the ground in unison like stones. In the blink of an eye, a disaster was about to unfold.
"Quietly Think About It!"
Fatty Xin's low roar rang out first. It was