The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 304: The North Court's Second Team!

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Tianwei Academy, Vice-Director's Office.

"Ling Feng is dead?"

Tong Chengtai clenched the casualty list in his hand, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

Among the ten geniuses who ventured into the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder, two perished, and one of them was Ling Feng!

Tong Chengtai's expression darkened instantly.

That lad was under Yan Cangtian's protection. If Yan Cangtian finds out that Ling Feng died, perhaps...

Thinking of Yan Cangtian's formidable power, beads of sweat formed on Tong Chengtai's forehead.

"Why did it have to be him who died?"

Tong Chengtai's face turned darker than the bottom of a pot.

A yellow-tier student is just that, a yellow-tier student. Overestimating his abilities, he ventured into the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder, only to meet his demise in vain!

Tong Chengtai sighed deeply as he looked at the casualty list in his hand.

"Enough, enough. If that old lunatic Yan Cangtian really wants to use me as a scapegoat, then it's just my ill fate!"

Tong Chengtai forced a bitter smile. With Yan Cangtian's temperament, even if he were to seek refuge with the director, Yan Cangtian would never give the director face.

Such an undeserved disaster!

On the other side, at the sword fighting platform of East Court's sword team.

The match between the second sword team of the North Court and East Court’s sword team had already begun.

Ling Feng was dead. Although the members of East Court's sword team were deeply saddened, the match against North Court's Second Team could not be canceled.

Moreover, Li Bufan had taken Ling Feng's place. Judging from the current situation, Li Bufan's strength was not inferior to Ling Feng's. Perhaps Li Bufan could also help East Court's sword team make a breakthrough in this year's sword fighting competition among the five courts.

At least, they wouldn't be at the bottom of the five courts anymore!

Because it was a match between East Court and North Court's sword teams, many students came to watch, filling the entire venue.

Outside the sword fighting platform, the noise was deafening, and the place was overcrowded.

"I heard that Gu Tengfeng from East Court's sword team is quite ambitious. He invited the second teams of other courts to train new members so early."

"Tch, you probably don't know yet. East Court has produced a very formidable yellow-tier student named Ling Feng. It seems Gu Tengfeng wants to quickly train that kid into a powerful member!"

"Hmph! Ling Feng? There's no longer such a figure at Tianwei Academy!"

A sky-tier student nearby exclaimed loudly, "Our Senior Brother Lin Xiu from North Court went to the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder with Ling Feng for the trial. Ling Feng entered the tower but never came out. Now it's confirmed on the casualty list. In a few days, the whole academy will probably know that Ling Feng is dead!"

"What?" A student with wide eyes exclaimed. "No way? That kid was so impressive as soon as he came to Tianwei Academy. I thought he would be another Gu Tengfeng in the future."

"Forget it, no matter how talented or extraordinary someone is, what's the point without life?"

"Yeah, martial artists challenge fate. One wrong move and it's all over. That kid had bad luck!"

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Amidst the discussions, the five members from East Court's sword team and North Court's Second Team had already entered the sword fighting platform.

The dragon flag of East Court's sword team and the serpent flag of North Court's sword team were both hoisted, signaling the start of the match.

"Let's go!"

Gong Cheng glanced at the four members behind him and sighed when he saw Li Bufan standing coldly beside them.

Li Bufan was indeed powerful, but unfortunately, he lacked any sense of coordination with the team.

It wasn't much of an issue when competing against ordinary teams, but it would become apparent when facing stronger opponents.

After all, those who could make it into the sword teams were the cream of the crop among the academy's students, with forty or even fifty meridian gates not being uncommon.

"Let's go!"

Lin Mochen, Ye Nanfeng, and Xue Xiaolin looked at each other seriously before taking their positions.

Xue Xiaolin retreated to the defensive area, while Ye Nanfeng, Lin Mochen, and Li Bufan were responsible for both offense and defense. Their job was to seek opportunities to break through while fending off the opponents' attacks.

As for Gong Cheng, he oversaw the overall coordination.

As the captain of East Court's sword team, Gu Tengfeng stood in the spectator area, his expression grave.

Li Bufan, as a newcomer, might not be inferior to Ling Feng in terms of strength, but his lack of team spirit was glaring.

Team-based sword fighting competitions were never about individual battles.

"It's a pity that Ling Feng..."

Gu Tengfeng sighed. If Ling Feng and Li Bufan had joined the sword team together, along with Gong Cheng and Xue Xiaolin...

Their lineup, while not the strongest, would have been several times better than the current one.

On the sword fighting platform.

"Bufan, when we start, focus on defending against the guy on the opposite side wielding the heavy sword. He's likely to be an aggressive type, so don't let him break through the defense line!"

Gong Cheng carefully conveyed the battle strategy to Li Bufan.

Li Bufan's eyes flashed with disdain. "Whoever it is, even if they break through, it's fine."

"Uhh..." Gong Cheng's expression shifted slightly. "You underestimate the second team of North Court. Their captain, Yang Zhan, is quite formidable. He has fifty-two meridian gates! Moreover, his adaptability is very strong."

"Is that so?" Li Bufan didn't speak. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the opponent's serpent battle flag. In his mind, it would only take a moment to bring down that flag!

"Alright, since both sides are in position, the sword fighting competition officially begins!"

After saying so, the refereeing elder immediately leapt down from the sword fighting platform.

On the platform, as long as no one was killed, there were no other rules.

Swoosh!

The moment the match began, Li Bufan completely disregarded Gong Cheng's tactics and swiftly used his movement art to rush into the opponent's offensive and defensive zone alone.

"Oh no!"

"It's over!"

Gong Cheng and Gu Tengfeng's eyes twitched simultaneously. Li Bufan was too impulsive!

"Hmph, another rookie!"

Yang Zhan, the captain of North Court's second team, smirked and glanced back at a member in the flag-guarding area before saying lightly, "Hei Feng, release your deceleration force field and let this rookie taste its power."

"Yes, Captain!"

Hei Feng smirked coldly before forming a strange hand seal. With that, an invisible ripple spread out.

Just as Li Bufan charged into the opponent's zone, intending to bypass their defense with lightning speed, he found an invisible pressure engulfing him from all sides. The ground beneath his feet seemed to turn into a quagmire, making it impossible for him to exert force.

His speed plummeted!

"Come back fast!"

Gong Cheng roared, rushing over to support Li Bufan. Lin Mochen and Ye Nanfeng quickly drew their swords, cautiously defending.

"Hmph, it’s too late!"

Yang Zhan waved his hand before dismissing a team member who was intercepting Gong Cheng. Then, he personally took action and charged towards Li Bufan who was struggling in the deceleration force field.

"Little Sword God, Li Bufan? In a one-on-one battle, you might be formidable, but a sword team has its own survival rules. You're still too inexperienced!"

With a cold snort, Yang Zhan brandished his great sword fiercely, slashing towards Li Bufan who was struggling in the deceleration force field.