Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 229: Fighting Spirit! Mysterious Young Man!

Chapter 229: Chapter 229: Fighting Spirit! Mysterious Young Man!

"No... no way?"

"My god, is Lee Erdan acting? Why is he cooperating with Jiang Xiaofan so well?"

"Rigged! Rigged! Yan Fang is too hasty!"

All those shouting cadets below were dumbstruck; although Lee Erdan wasn’t anything impressive, he was still at the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation Realm!

Jiang Xiaofan, on the other hand, had only just reached the Third Level of Pulse Condensation Realm!

Moreover, Jiang Xiaofan didn’t seem like the kind of genius who could fight across levels.

Even those who supported Jiang Xiaofan, including Yang Jun, Feng Mo, and He Yiming, were stunned.

"When did Xiao Fan become so powerful?"

"Gulp, Xiao Fan he..."

I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it! I still don’t believe it!

A guy considered by everyone as an idiot, a fool, a simpleton, actually a hidden expert?

On the stage, Devil Instructor Leng Jianfeng’s lips curled into a smirk: You bunch of little brats, now you know? Questioning my eye for talent?

Despite always outwardly despising these students, he was actually very aware of every student’s condition.

At Heavenly Position Academy, he was known not just for his sharp tongue, but also his sharp eyes!

Ling Feng touched his nose and smiled without saying anything.

His frequent pointers to Jiang Xiaofan, helping him practice, teaching him martial techniques, were not in vain.

He had seen Jiang Xiaofan’s hard work; as an elder brother, he naturally wanted to help where he could. Besides, Jiang Xiaofan’s talent was not bad at all, and he naturally possessed divine strength.

What Ling Feng did was simply help him maximize his strengths.

Qin Wanwan turned her head to look at Ling Feng; seeing that "sly" smile on his face, she knew it all had to do with Ling Feng.

"That stinker, always playing the saint!" Qin Wanwan gritted her teeth, feeling somewhat perplexed. In this world, most people had become selfish and ruthlessly cold.

Why did Ling Feng seem to have a unique influence, capable of affecting those around him?

Even she seemed to be under his influence, and for some inexplicable reason, she often thought of him...

"Hmph!"

Qin Wanwan vigorously shook her head, thinking to herself: I must be crazy!

"Way to go, Xiao Fan!"

"That’s the way!"

Zhou Kai and Ouyang Jing burst out laughing; of the fifteen spots, their Tianshu East Courtyard had secured four, a great honor indeed!

Thud!

Lee Erdan stomped fiercely on the ground, barely stabilizing his stance, his smile completely frozen.

This guy, just like a human-shaped beast!

"How about now? Convinced?" Leng Jianfeng chuckled, "Time to step down?"

"I don’t believe it!" Lee Erdan clenched his teeth, took a few steps back from the edge of the stage, and said through gritted teeth: "Hmph, I was just careless earlier, this time I won’t give him another chance!"

"Oh?" Leng Jianfeng shrugged. "It doesn’t matter, whatever makes you happy! Erdan, you’re still young, it’s good to take a few hits."

Lee Erdan’s forehead darkened, he tightly gripped the Xuan Artifact Treasure, and roared, "Jiang Xiaofan, get down!"

This time, Lee Erdan, no longer arrogant, launched a full-strength attack.

Although Jiang Xiaofan’s brain wasn’t that quick, his long-term sparring with Ling Feng had made his body accustomed to Ling Feng’s attack rhythm; his bodily responses were even faster than his brain.

He sidestepped, swung his sword in defense, then delivered a move from the Basic Swordsmanship: "Powerful Slash."

Clang!

Lee Erdan was immediately overwhelmed by the furious force; he staggered dizzily, his legs buckled, and he knelt on the ground with a "crack" as the green stone floor tiles shattered beneath him!

Overwhelming!

Absolute overwhelming!

It turned out that Jiang Xiaofan’s true strength was terrifying!

Even Jiang Xiaofan himself was somewhat surprised, unbelievingly looking at his own hands.

However, his limited intelligence helped him understand that in his sparring with Ling Feng, both his reactions and movement techniques had made huge leaps.

The underestimated Jiang Xiaofan made a name for himself in a single battle!

And Lee Erdan immediately became a laughingstock.

Serves you right for showing off?

Below the stage, the students all looked towards Jiang Xiaofan, who stood on the platform with a fearful gaze, no longer daring to laugh at him.

Because if Jiang Xiaofan was deemed an idiot, a "fool," then they were even less than fools.

"I’m really envious of Xiao Fan!" Yang Jun saw Jiang Xiaofan win the match, and his first glance was towards Ling Feng with a grateful look; all was clear to him now.

It was precisely because of Ling Feng’s guidance that Xiao Fan had achieved today’s success!

"Senior Brother Lee, thank you for letting me win." Jiang Xiaofan reached out to help Lee Erdan, but was slapped away by him.

"I don’t need your pity!"

Lee Erdan ground his teeth, "A loss is a loss, Jiang Xiaofan; I won’t lose next time!"

Lee Erdan struggled to his feet, showing no loss of fighting spirit from his defeat by Jiang Xiaofan—a positive trait indeed.

"Humph!"

Devil Instructor Leng Jianfeng nodded inwardly; students of Heavenly Position Academy needed this never-say-die attitude to grow stronger by battling adversity!

"It seems you all have no more objections now, do you?" Leng Jianfeng curled his lip, his face showing impatience. "If I had known this earlier, why bother? Such a waste of time!"

The students bowed their heads one by one, secretly admiring the Devil Instructor’s shrewd eye.

"Jiang Xiaofan, join the team!" Leng Jianfeng waved his hand, and Jiang Xiaofan excitedly nodded, quickly running over to join Ling Feng and the others.

"Xiao Fan, congratulations!" Ling Feng said with a smile.

"It’s all thanks to your guidance, big brother!" Jiang Xiaofan scratched the back of his head, grinning sheepishly.

"Xiao Fan! You really are amazing!" Ouyang Jing laughed heartily.

"Good fellow, I knew you could do it!" Zhou Kai punched Jiang Xiaofan in the chest, their typical muscular greeting.

The other students, including Lio Yunfei, Wang Yishan, and others, also congratulated Jiang Xiaofan, even Qin Wanwan nodded and smiled at him.

With so many people showing warmth to Jiang Xiaofan, the sincere and straightforward young man began to feel a bit bashful.

"Alright, everyone quiet down!" Leng Jianfeng coughed a few times and said sternly, "Besides the fifteen I selected, the rest of you will continue with weighted training, 600 pounds, 110 laps!"

The students sighed, regretting their lack of sufficient effort.

Regarding the "mysterious" second phase of training, everyone was intensely curious. They envied those who were chosen, feeling a mix of envy and jealousy.

"You few, come with me!"

As Leng Jianfeng finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a black robe and a handsome, cold-faced youth swiftly walked towards the Martial Arts Arena.

The young man, roughly seventeen or eighteen, had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, appearing quite distinguished; yet his demeanor was extremely cold, like perpetual ice, his stern face showing no hint of emotion.

Ling Feng’s eyelids uncontrollably twitched when he saw this youth.

This young man had spontaneously ignited an uncontrollable, surging desire to battle within him!

And at that very moment, the young man also looked up, his piercing gaze directly meeting Ling Feng’s!