You Are No Match For Him

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Zu Xiangtian headed to the village alone. His Wind Wings only had two wings, but they were spinning rapidly, like the propellers of a helicopter. They produced strong winds as he swept towards the village.

The village mostly consisted of wooden huts with straw roofs. Even the stalls with delicate gifts in the middle of the village were buffeted by the strong winds! 

"Damn it, why is there a typhoon in this season!?" a vendor selling sandals cursed. 

"That's no typhoon. Didn't you see a Mage flying in the sky? Assh***, stop putting up a show. We are doing business here. Go away!" a tanned woman selling beach dresses pointed at Zu Xiangtian and scolded him.

The tourists cursed out after they realized a Mage was responsible for the strong gusts. Many of them were throwing stuff into the air.