During the recent School Hunt Competition, the You Zui Hunting Team had faced the frenzied attacks of countless ghouls on the hunting grounds and held out until the very end, claiming victory—though that victory had been somewhat watered down.
Even earlier, during the Silent Tideback, on the Black Prison Battlefield, Youzui's young hunters had faced endless waves of enemies.
They were already seasoned veteran hunters.
So, an attack by several dozen, or at most a few hundred, Human-faced Rats was no trouble at all for this well-equipped, high-spirited young hunting team.
By comparison, the constant snowy weather had a much greater negative effect.
Bang!
Like a cork being pulled from a wine bottle, the magical barrier enveloping the You Zui Hunting Team burst apart under the Human-faced Rats' frenzied assault, turning into scattered fragments that vanished into the air.
The biting wind, mixed with snowflakes, came crashing down over them.
"Su Su Tu Ju, Cast Within the Woods!"
Flipping through his spellbook, Zheng Qing cast a classic Net Spell and shouted, "Hold the Great Wind Spell! Prioritize the Weak Leg Curse and Languid Charm—get ready!"
Spell-light flowed past. Thick, resilient ropes emerged from thin air like soaring serpents, crisscrossing to weave tight, dense hunting nets between the towering Tree trunks and low bushes.
At the same time, nearly everyone, including Xiao Xiao, raised their spellbooks in unison:
"Walking on, languidly, my heart sways!"
"Walking on, languidly, my heart is drunk!"
"Walking on, languidly, my heart is choked!"
"My horse grows weary!"
"Wo Ma Xuan Huang!"
"The reins gleam bright, resting in fierce light!"
"The wolf stumbles on its beard, then trips on its tail!"
"Caught between advancing and retreating!"
A blinding flash and a violent explosion abruptly erupted amid the Languid Charms, Weak Leg Curses, and Chaos Spells, making the