The Art of Chaotic Divinity - Chapter 259: North Courts Second Team, Practice Match!

Chapter 259: North Court’s Second Team, Practice Match!

“Big Brother, are you joining?” Jiang Xiaofan turned to Ling Feng, smiling as he asked.

“Do you even need to ask, Xiaofan?” Ouyang Jing nudged Jiang Xiaofan and suddenly remembered something. He then dashed out of the classroom. “I’ve got something to attend to!”

“Tch, probably a date with a beauty.” Feng Mo sighed somewhat sourly, gathering his books and preparing to leave.

Ling Feng smiled faintly. It wasn’t a matter of whether he would participate or not, but rather whether he could secure the rewards for being in the top ten or not.

Since it was stated that the students who ranked in the top ten among the sky, earth, mystical, and yellow tiers would receive rewards, it meant even yellow-tier students had the right to compete. With his own strength, coupled with Zifeng, even killing some weaker fifth-tier demonic beasts might not be impossible.

As long as he killed fifth-tier demonic beasts, the rewards for the top ten were within reach. Plus, he could also temper his Slaughterous Sword Will.

Hmm, this is not a bad plan!

While Ling Feng was quietly chuckling to himself, a graceful figure had already approached him. She waved her slender hand in front of him while saying, “Hey, Chief Ling, what are you daydreaming about?”

Ling Feng snapped out of it. He found himself facing a delicate and beautiful face, which startled him a bit.

“Mentor Su?” Ling Feng detected a fragrant breeze hitting him, and his face turned slightly embarrassed because Su Qingxuan was a bit too close for comfort.

“Um…

” Su Qingxuan realized she was being a bit forward and took a step back, adjusting a strand of hair near her temple. She then smiled. “Chief Ling, I haven’t congratulated you on joining East Court’s sword team yet.”

“Thank you.” Ling Feng nodded slightly, expressing his gratitude.

“It’s rare for someone of the yellow-tier to join the sword team. You’re the first in many years.” Su Qingxuan winked, showing a hint of girlish playfulness.

“Is that so?” Ling Feng touched his nose and smiled. “Mentor Su, you flatter me.”

Several male students, seeing Su Qingxuan taking the initiative to talk to Ling Feng, envied him deeply and sighed at the unfairness of fate.

Why does it seem like all the beauties in the world are flocking around Brother Feng?

Sigh…

…

East Court’s sword team training ground.

“Hunting Competition?” Lin Mochen, bare-chested, with one leg crossed over the other, shook a dice cup while tapping his foot. “It’s been years since I participated in that thing.”

“Why not participate this time? The rewards for the top ten should be quite good, right?” Ling Feng asked curiously.

“Because only newly enrolled students each year can participate. For example, you’re a newly enrolled yellow-tier student this year, so you can participate. Next year, if you’re promoted to mystical-tier or higher, you can continue to participate. But us old-timers who have been sky-tier students for several consecutive sessions don’t qualify anymore.”

Yu Sixian explained with a smirk while pulling out a few dirty comic books from his pocket, his eyebrows wiggling suggestively. “Brother Feng, these are limited edition, masterfully authored by Master Mao Renxing. Hehe, I don’t show these to just anyone!”

Boom!

As Yu Sixian was chuckling to himself, he was kicked to the ground by Xue Xiaolin, the big sister of the East Court’s sword team.

With a stern face, Xue Xiaolin glared at Yu Sixian. “Idiot, I’ve told you a hundred times, don’t bring this filthy stuff here. Do you want to ruin our reputation?”

Yu Sixian’s gaze focused on Xue Xiaolin’s skirt, a mischievous grin forming on his face. “Wow, purple!”

Blushing, Xue Xiaolin kicked him away, sending him flying several hundred meters away.

With blood streaming down his nose, Yu Sixian smirked. “I am willing to die for a beauty like you…”

Ling Feng’s face darkened. Can these weird teammates really handle big responsibilities?

“Ignore him!” Xue Xiaolin took a deep breath, her chest heaving dramatically before calming down. She then said slowly, “Ling Feng, Nanfeng just got recently promoted to sky-tier student this year. He can join the Hunting Competition with you. If you two team up, there might be a chance for both of you to get into the top ten.”

“Alright, we’ll see how it goes.” Ling Feng touched his nose. In fact, when there were no outsiders present, he found it easier to unleash his true strength.

Apart from wielding the Heaven-Slaying Sword Art, Zifeng’s sneak attacks could also be a key factor in turning the tide of battle. However, Ling Feng wasn’t keen on revealing too much of his hand to others.

Speaking of which, ever since Zifeng obtained the demonic core of the Glacial Frost Jiao last time, he had been rather dormant, almost lethargic.

After their last encounter, Ye Nanfeng naturally dared not underestimate Ling Feng just because he was a newcomer. He approached with a smile. “Brother Ling, didn’t expect us to have the chance to fight side by side so soon!”

“Fighting side by side is indeed a good thing.”

At some point, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the training ground.

Gu Tengfeng had arrived.

“Boss, you’re a bit late this time.” Lin Mochen slammed the dice cup onto the table, quickly put on his clothes, and prepared for training.

Since Ling Feng arrived, this guy’s fighting spirit had improved somewhat. At least he wasn’t solely focused on gambling.

“Captain, I want to report Sister Xiaolin for domestic violence!” Yu Sixian, finally getting up, was promptly kicked to the ground again by Xue Xiaolin.

Everyone cast a disdainful glance at this scoundrel. He deserved it!

At that moment, Gong Cheng also emerged from behind Gu Tengfeng’s figure, wearing a smile on his face.

“Vice-Captain, why are you late this time? Did you go out with the boss to…”

Yu Sixian attempted to rise again, but was once again kicked down by Xue Xiaolin.

Of course, he should be thankful to Xue Xiaolin this time. Otherwise, if Gu Tengfeng heard his words, he might have given him a heavy gorilla-like punch.

“Enough with the jokes.” Gu Tengfeng’s expression turned serious, his voice grave. “The reason Gong Cheng and I were late today is that we went to North Court, which is relatively weaker in strength, to arrange a practice match. It will take place in ten days.”

“Against whom? North Court’s first team?” Xue Xiaolin blinked. “Isn’t that too much? Ling Feng has only been training for a few days?”

“A warrior must be familiar with their battlefield,” Gu Tengfeng said solemnly. “Our opponents this time are North Court’s second team, and I won’t participate. Gong Cheng will lead you guys to face North Court’s second team in battle!”

Initially, when they heard it was the second team, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. But then they heard Gu Tengfeng wouldn’t be participating, and the pressure quickly mounted again.

With Gu Tengfeng not participating, Ling Feng, who had just joined the team, would take his place.

Although Ling Feng’s strength was indeed formidable, team-based sword fighting required precise coordination among members. And Ling Feng had joined the team much too recently.

Xue Xiaolin looked up at Gu Tengfeng, biting her lip while silently speculating. Is Captain deliberately trying to let Ling Feng taste the bitterness of failure?

“Alright, that’s enough about the practice match in ten days. Ling Feng, do you have confidence?” Gu Tengfeng asked in a deep voice.

Ling Feng smiled proudly. “My sword tells me I do!”

Instantly, a terrifying Slaughterous Sword Will swept over, engulfing everything. His fierce battle will, like a blazing fire in the dark night, burned brighter and fiercer than ever…

Ten days to the first battle!