Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 259 North Court Team 2, Practice Match!

Chapter 259: Chapter 259 North Court Team 2, Practice Match!

"Hey, big brother, are you going to participate?" Jiang Xiaofan turned around and looked at Ling Feng, smiling as he asked.

"Do you even need to ask, Xiao Fan!" Ouyang Jing reached out to poke Jiang Xiaofan, suddenly remembered something, and dashed out of the classroom, "I’ve got something to do, so I’ll leave first!"

"Tsk, it must be a date with a beauty," Feng Mo sighed somewhat sourly, also packed up his books, and was ready to leave.

Ling Feng smiled faintly; for him, it wasn’t about whether to participate but about definitely bringing home the rewards for being in the top ten.

Since the academy stated that students from the Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Yellow ranks, who ended up in the top ten in final grades, could receive rewards, it meant that Yellow Character Disciples also had the right to compete. With his own strength, plus Zi Feng, it wasn’t impossible to kill some of the weaker Fifth-rank Demon Beasts.

As long as the Fifth-rank Demon Beast was slain, the rewards for the top ten would surely be his. Also, he could nourish his Slaughter Sword Intent in the process.

Hmph, it’s a good plan!

While Ling Feng was secretly laughing to himself, a graceful figure had already walked up to him, waving a slender hand in front of his face, "Hey, Chief Ling, what are you daydreaming about!"

Ling Feng snapped back to reality, a delicate and beautiful face appeared before his eyes, startling him.

"Master Su?" Ling Feng caught a whiff of fragrant wind wafting at him, his expression slightly embarrassed, because Su Qingxuan was really standing too close to him.

"Uh..." Su Qingxuan realized she was overstepping a bit, quickly took a step back, tidied her hair at the temples, and smiled faintly, "Chief Ling, I haven’t yet congratulated you on joining the East Courtyard Sword Team."

"Thank you." Ling Feng nodded slightly, expressing his gratitude.

"Joining the Sword Team as a Yellow Character Disciple at this stage, you’re the first one in many years." Su Qingxuan blinked, showing a rare hint of girlish playfulness.

"Is that so?" Ling Feng touched his nose, smiling, "Master Su, you’re overly praising me."

Several male students around saw Su Qingxuan take the initiative to chat with Ling Feng, each one was enviously itching and sighing at the injustice of fate.

Why did it seem like all the world’s beauties revolved around Brother Feen?

Alas...

...

East Courtyard Sword Team, training field.

"A beast hunting competition?" Lin Mochen, shirtless and with his legs crossed, was shaking a dice cup with one hand while jittering his leg, "By my count, it’s been years since I last participated in that thing."

"Why not participate? Logically, the rewards for the top ten should be quite generous, right?" Ling Feng asked, somewhat curious.

"Because only new students each year can participate. For example, you’re a new Yellow Character Disciple this year, so you can participate. Next year, if you advance to a Xuan Character Disciple or higher rank, you can continue to participate. We old timers have been A-class Disciples for several consecutive terms, so we aren’t eligible anymore."

Yuu Sixian explained with a squinty smile, pulling a few slightly risque comics from his embrace, his eyebrows twitching with a face full of ambiguity, "Brother Feen, rare collection, works by Master Mao Renxing, hehe, I don’t show them to just anyone!"

"Boom!"

Just as Yuu Sixian was chuckling sneakily, he was kicked to the ground by the big sister of the East Courtyard Sword Team, Xue Xiaolin.

Xue Xiaolin glared at Yuu Sixian angrily with a dark expression, "You bastard, I’ve told you a hundred times not to bring those dirty things here. Do you want to cut off your lineage?"

Yuu Sixian’s eyes were glued beneath Xue Xiaolin’s skirt, with a wicked smile on his face, "Wow, purple!"

Xue Xiaolin flushed red, kicked out, immediately sending Yuu Sixian flying a few hundred meters away.

Bleeding from his nose, Yuu Sixian lecherously said, "To die under the peony flower, it’s worth being a ghost with style..."

Ling Feng’s forehead darkened. Could these eccentric teammates really carry a heavy responsibility?

"Ignore him!" Xue Xiaolin took a deep breath, her chest rising exaggeratedly before calming down, then slowly said, "Ling Feng, Nanfeng just advanced to an A-class Disciple this year, so he can join you in the beast hunting competition. If you two team up, you might have a shot at making the top ten."

"Alright, we’ll see," Ling Feng touched his nose. In fact, when there were no outsiders present, he found it easier to exert even stronger strength.

After all, apart from the great weapon, the Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique, Zi Feng’s sneak attacks could also become a decisive factor. It’s just that Ling Feng was unwilling to reveal too much of his cards.

Speaking of which, since Zi Feng obtained the Extreme Cold Ice Flood Dragon’s Demon Core last time, it hadn’t shown up proactively for quite a while, seeming to have become quite lethargic.

After the last encounter with Ling Feng, Ye Nanfeng never dared to underestimate him again just for being a newcomer. He approached, smiling, "Brother Ling, who would’ve thought we’d be fighting side by side so soon!"

"Fighting side by side is indeed a good thing."

At some unknown time, a tall figure appeared at the gate of the training field.

Facing Goo Tengfeng, he finally arrived.

"Boss Goo, you’re really late this time, aren’t you?" Lin Mochen abruptly covered the dice cup, quickly put on his clothes, and prepared for training.

Ever since Ling Feng arrived, this guy’s fighting spirit had risen somewhat, at least he wasn’t solely focused on gambling anymore.

"Captain, I’m going to report Sister Xiaolin for domestic violence!" Yuu Sixian struggled to get up, only to be stomped on by Xue Xiaolin again.

Everyone cast a disdainful glance at this guy, he deserved it!

At this moment, Gong Cheng also walked out from behind Goo Tengfeng, with a slight smile on his face.

"Vice-Captain, why are you late this time too, did you and the boss go out..."

Yuu Sixian, persistent as ever, once again struggled to his feet, but before he could finish his sentence, Xue Xiaolin stomped on him again.

Of course, he should be thankful to Xue Xiaolin this time, otherwise, if Goo Tengfeng heard those words, he would’ve definitely given him a solid "Gorilla Fist."

"Alright, joke time is over." Goo Tengfeng became serious, "The reason Gong Cheng and I were late today is that we went to the relatively weaker North Court to arrange for them to compete with us in a practice match, set for ten days later."

"Against whom? North Courtyard Team 1?" Xue Xiaolin blinked, "That won’t do, will it? Ling Feng has just begun training."

"A warrior must become familiar with their battlefield." Goo Tengfeng spoke solemnly, "Our opponents this time are North Court Team 2, and I will not be participating. Gong Cheng will be the captain, leading you to fight North Court Team 2!"

Originally, upon hearing it was Team 2, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but the pressure quickly mounted upon learning that Goo Tengfeng would not be participating.

Without Goo Tengfeng, they had to rely on the newly joined Ling Feng.

While Ling Feng’s strength was indeed solid, team sword combat required precise cooperation between members, and Ling Feng had been with the team for far too short a time.

Xue Xiaolin glanced at Goo Tengfeng, biting her lip and speculating silently: was the captain deliberately trying to let Ling Feng experience the taste of failure first?

"Alright, that’s all about the practice match in ten days’ time. Ling Feng, do you have the confidence?" Goo Tengfeng asked sternly.

Ling Feng smiled proudly, "My sword tells me I have confidence!"

In an instant, a dreadful Slaughter Sword Intent swept out, surging within his blazing fighting spirit, like a fire in the dark night, growing ever fiercer...

The first battle was still ten days away!