High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

Jiang Wen waved his sleeve, and a gentle breeze swept across the entire area.

Immediately afterwards, a thin, ancient booklet appeared out of nowhere on the desks of more than 300 students.

"This is a diagram showing the correspondence between basic spells and runes."

"Your only task now is to transform the most basic wind-based spell, 'Wind Spell,' from the traditional hand seals to casting it by drawing symbols in the air. The methods are all in the manual; figure them out and practice them yourselves."

After saying that, Jiang Wen said no more and calmly sat back down in the armchair behind the podium.

The classroom was immediately filled with the rustling sound of pages turning, and everyone began to discuss it animatedly.

Shen Chang'an and the others huddled together and studied the booklet.

Finding the corresponding rune isn't difficult; it's just like looking up a dictionary.

Ji Lin touched a few distorted symbols on the pages of the book with his folding fan, his brows furrowing slightly.

"But putting this thing together is a huge hassle. The incantation is a series of continuous movements, while the runes need to be arranged in a three-dimensional array in mid-air. Which rune to put in front, which to put on top—if you make even the slightest mistake, the whole structure will be messed up."

Baiyin bit the end of her pen and scratched her hair in frustration.

While they were researching, many eager freshmen in the class had already started to try it out.

However, there is clearly a huge gap between theory and practice.

As crooked runes took shape in mid-air, the airflow in the classroom completely spiraled out of control. The gentle breezes that should have been blowing forward turned into turbulent currents, like headless flies, due to the misaligned runes.

"what!"

"Who cast this spell?!"

"Here we go again!"

The chaotic updrafts directly lifted the skirts of several female students wearing casual short skirts. Even the baggy shorts of several boys were inflated by the wind, much stronger than the small updrafts caused by Shen Chang'an earlier.

Watching those little girls frantically trying to cover their skirts.

Shen Chang'an stroked his chin: "No wonder that old man insisted on making everyone wear the special robes made by the magic department. It turns out these clothes not only increase defense, but their main purpose is to prevent accidental exposure..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Chang'an felt a chill run down his spine.

Jiang Wen, who was on the podium, opened his eyes at some point, and his eyes were staring at him coldly.

He coughed twice, quickly shut his mouth, and pretended to pick up the booklet and start trying it out.

"It's just drawing talismans, how difficult can it be?"

He focused his mind and extended his index finger. With his skill level, drawing a few basic wind runes by imitation was naturally a piece of cake.

In just a few seconds, three pale blue runes took shape at his fingertips.

Shen Chang'an tried to forcefully piece them together according to his intuition, and then poured a huge amount of spiritual power into them without reservation.

"become!"

next second.

The few crudely pieced-together runes in front of Shen Chang'an collapsed instantly because they could not withstand such a massive influx of spiritual power!

But the spiritual energy did not dissipate; instead, it exploded in a distorted way!

"boom--!!!"

A terrifying hurricane, centered on him, instantly swept through the entire lecture hall with more than 300 people!

Holy crap!

Ji Lin was thrown out of the chair and flew through the air, letting out a scream.

Bai Yin and Li Xiwan were not spared either, and were swept into the air by the violent tornado, spinning wildly like clothes in a washing machine.

The entire classroom instantly turned into a disaster scene, with screams and screams almost lifting the roof off.

"Playing nonsense!"

Looking at the classroom in complete chaos, Jiang Wen's face darkened.

He suddenly stood up and waved his sleeves.

An invisible force instantly enveloped the entire area, and the tornado that had almost demolished the building was extinguished as if by an invisible hand, disappearing without a trace.

"Bang bang bang bang——"

Without the support of the wind, hundreds of freshmen, along with their desks and chairs, crashed to the ground like dumplings being dropped into boiling water, their cries of agony filling the air.

Jiang Wen's forehead veins throbbed, and he pointed at the door, letting out a roar:

"Everyone! Get out to the square and practice!"

More than three hundred freshmen, covered in dust and dirt, were herded to the white jade square outside the magic department, scattered in twos and threes, and continued to miserably gesture at the air.

Shen Chang'an stood in the corner, his fingertips flashing with a blue light, and forcibly kneaded the runes together once again.

"Whoosh—"

A trend has indeed taken shape, but its path is completely chaotic.

This didn't resemble a gentle breeze at all; it was more like a meat grinder wreaking havoc in the air. The violent air currents, surging in all directions, scraped deep white marks into several white jade floor tiles.

In contrast, Li Xiwan, who was not far away, seemed much more at ease.

As a top genius in the lineage of magic, her perception and control far surpassed that of ordinary people. She closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, her fair fingers lightly tracing the flow and transitions in mid-air.

In just half a minute, a complete rune emitting a pale blue halo floated steadily in front of her.

As spiritual energy was injected, a gentle, warm breeze blew forward, precisely swirling up a few fallen leaves.

"Wow, it worked!"

"He mastered the rune structure so quickly, that's incredible!"

The surrounding freshmen, witnessing this scene, cast admiring and envious glances.

Upon hearing this, Shen Chang'an immediately stopped what he was doing and moved closer to Li Xiwan.

In order to see the fine structure of the rune in mid-air, Shen Chang'an subconsciously bent down and brought his face very close, almost touching Li Xiwan's shoulder, to observe it.

The two were standing way too close.

Li Xiwan was so close that she could clearly feel the warm breath Shen Chang'an exhaled as he spoke brushing against her earlobe, and she could also smell the faint scent of soap on his body.

A blush instantly spread across Li Xiwan's cheeks, and her heart skipped a beat.

However, Shen Chang'an did not notice anything unusual at all; his eyes were only on the rune.

"So that's why the bottom part is supposed to hook back a little. No wonder my spiritual energy was all over the place earlier."

Shen Chang'an suddenly realized what was happening, straightened up, took two steps back, and immediately began to imitate the model.

He stretched out his finger and copied the perfect rune that Li Xiwan had just drawn in mid-air.

"Done, let's go!" He poured the enormous spiritual power within him back into the vessel.

"boom!"

A terrifying column of wind, over five meters in diameter, shot up from the ground with a deafening roar, soaring straight into the sky! The powerful wind pressure blew the surrounding students to their sides, and even the few wisps of clouds in the air were forcibly dispersed by this column of wind.

Everyone in the square stared in disbelief at the raging wind that shot straight into the sky.

Shen Chang'an clapped his hands in satisfaction and muttered, "That's more like it. This level of lethality looks more realistic now."