The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 306: Defeat! Crisis for the Sword Team!

"Dead?"

Ling Feng was momentarily stunned, and then burst into laughter. "How could I be dead? I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

"Y-You're really not dead?"

Lin Xian'er stared at Ling Feng in disbelief, her expression tinged with a hint of delight.

"Why would you think I was dead?"

Ling Feng had no idea that it was commonly believed that a normal person's limit for staying in the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder was three days. He had far exceeded this time limit, so naturally, everyone assumed he had died.

Seeing Lin Xianer's incredulous look, Ling Feng shook his head and said, "If you don't believe me, pinch yourself and see if it hurts. Then you'll know."

Lin Xian'er blinked her beautiful eyes and, upon hearing his suggestion, pinched her own cheek.

"Ouch! It hurts! It really hurts!"

Despite the pain, Lin Xian'er was ecstatic. "This is wonderful, you're really not dead!"

She then stepped forward and pinched Ling Feng's arm hard, excitedly asking, "Ling Feng, does it hurt?"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes. Women are such strange creatures, one moment worried if I was dead, the next concerned about whether I felt pain...

His arm didn't hurt much, but he felt a different kind of discomfort.

"By the way, why did you think I was dead?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

"Oh." Lin Xian'er gritted her teeth and said, "Because you stayed in the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder for longer than the normal limit of three days and nights without coming out. So, the senior brothers who went to the tower with you all thought you had died. Your name was even on the casualty list. If you hadn't returned soon, news of your death would have spread throughout Tianwei Academy."

"I see." Ling Feng shrugged, and then suddenly remembered something and quickly asked, "What about the practice match between the East Court sword team and the North Court second team? Has it started?"

"It has, and it's been going on for almost half an hour!"

Lin Xian'er gently said, "Oh, I heard Li Bufan joined the East Court's sword team and replaced you in the competition."

"Li Bufan?" Ling Feng touched his nose thoughtfully. "I need to check this out!"

With that, he immediately activated his Boundless Sword Steps and swiftly headed towards the East Court sword team's training ground.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Lin Xian'er stomped her feet in frustration and then used her movement art to chase after him.

I have been grieving over the news of his death for so long, yet this guy, upon returning, only cares about his sword team. He’s completely oblivious to a girl's feelings...

What a blockhead!

...

At the East Court sword team's sword fighting platform.

"Ah, we've lost..."

In the spectator area, Gu Tengfeng shook his head as he watched the situation on the platform and sighed lightly.

Li Bufan's personal strength was indeed formidable, but without coordinated teamwork, the sword team could not be considered truly strong.

You might be a genius, but this is Tianwei Academy.

There are always more geniuses than just you!

"The East Court's sword team is still the same underdog as always, and can't even beat a second team. This year's Five Courts sword fighting competition... Tsk, tsk, there’s simply no hope!"

Some students from the other courts, who had come to watch, shook their heads repeatedly, their expressions full of disdain.

"Nonsense! Captain Gu Tengfeng hasn't stepped in yet. If Captain Gu were to fight, the North Court's second team wouldn't be anything special!"

"Hahaha, what a joke. You need your captain to beat a mere second team? Is this the extent of East Court's abilities?"

"..."

The audience was filled with voices of disdain and mockery.

The East Court's sword team had been weak for a long time. Even with Gu Tengfeng's strenuous efforts, it couldn't turn the tide.

"Damn it, why hasn't Brother Feng come back yet? And why is Li Bufan the one taking the stage?" Yang Jun frowned.

In one corner of the spectator area, Ling Feng's roommates had naturally put everything aside to come and watch.

"Who knows? Isn't Big Brother supposed to be the main player today? If he were on stage, the North Court's second team would definitely be crushed!" Ouyang Jing was equally indignant.

They only knew that Ling Feng had gone with the other sky-tier students to the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder for training, but they had no idea why he hadn't returned yet.

The casualty list, which had Ling Feng's name on it, was still being withheld by Tong Chengtai, who was too afraid to announce Ling Feng's death for fear of Yan Cangtian's reaction.

So, for the time being, only a few people knew about Ling Feng's supposed demise.

"I just overheard someone saying that Big Brother died in the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder. I wonder if it's true?" Jiang Xiaofan said solemnly.

"Nonsense! Big Brother, dead? Even if everyone else died, he wouldn't! He's just returning a bit late. The academy hasn't issued any death notice, which means he's definitely not dead," Ouyang Jing immediately retorted.

"Yeah, I believe Big Brother wouldn't die either. He can even kill a fifth-tier demonic beast." Jiang Xiaofan nodded repeatedly. Without seeing Ling Feng's body, nothing is confirmed.

"Maybe they're planning for Big Brother to make a dramatic entrance?" Next to Ouyang Jing sat a pretty figure, Zhou Yun, who was the sister of the big guy, Zhou Kai.

Because Ouyang Jing called Ling Feng "Big Brother,” Zhou Yun followed suit and started calling him that as well.

"Could be." Ouyang Jing nodded. "The students from the other courts are so arrogant. I really hope Big Brother comes out and slaps them in the face!"

"Mhmm." Jiang Xiaofan, Zhou Kai, Feng Mo, and others all nodded in agreement.

It seemed that Ling Feng was always the one to create miracles!

Liu Yunfei and Qin Wanwan were also seated nearby. Observing the situation on the platform, they too were subtly anticipating Ling Feng's appearance.

Especially Qin Wanwan, who was anxiously frowning while muttering to herself. Where is that annoying guy?

"Damn it, why hasn't Ling Feng shown up yet?"

On the other side of the audience, Qiao Qiao was fuming and furrowing her brows. "If it weren't for the fact that Ling Feng was supposed to compete, I wouldn't bother watching a second-team level match."

"Qiao Qiao!" Yue Yunlan turned and glared at her. "What do you mean by 'second-team level'? The East Court sword team is clearly a first-team!"

"I'm not wrong though. If we were in the Central Court, the East Court sword team would only have Gu Tengfeng at first-team level. The others wouldn't even make it into the second team." Qiao Qiao pouted and grumbled, "That guy isn't planning a dramatic entrance, is he?"

"If you ask me, who should I ask?" Yue Yunlan sighed helplessly.

She had heard that Ling Feng had placed in the top ten in the Hunting Competition and earned the opportunity to train at the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder.

Originally, this was supposed to be a great opportunity, but while Li Bufan who went with him had already appeared, Ling Feng was nowhere to be seen.

An inexplicable sense of unease crept into her heart.

...

On the sword fighting platform.

Clang!

Yang Zhan's heavy sword struck down hard, making Li Bufan's entire body tremble violently.

Facing four opponents along with their deceleration field and weakening array had him struggling.

"They're just a bunch of guys who aren't even as strong as me!"

Li Bufan gripped his longsword tightly, clenched his teeth, and desperately sought a breakthrough. However, no matter which route he tried to escape in, their attacks followed him relentlessly.

Yang Zhan was the main attacker, and with the tight coordination of the others, Li Bufan couldn't get close to their flag-guarding area and was completely trapped.

If it weren't for his remarkable personal skills, he would have been eliminated already.

For the first time, Li Bufan realized how powerless it was to fight alone.

Meanwhile, the North Court's second team had managed to hold off the other three members of the East Court sword team with just one of their own, preventing them from providing timely assistance.