Gate of Summoning

But at this time, the innate quality of an elite junior class student revealed itself. Sensing that something was amiss, Jin Xiang suddenly expanded his wings and forcefully stabilized himself midair for a moment. It was in that instant that he found his balance again while flapping his wings in different directions to produce a momentum that caused him to spin. All the feathers on his wings prickled upwards like sharp tips of a meat grinder, preventing Lan Xuanyu from attacking him.

"Nice!"

Jin Xiang's response caused the other students to call out. It was indeed a wonderful counter.

Lan Xuanyu stopped by the side and evaluated Jin Xiang's technique, not wanting to enter the range of his sharp feathers. He suddenly performed a strange movement; he squatted down and touched the ground with his left hand.