Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 753 - 754 This is a Personal Grudge! (Update 3)

Chapter 753: Chapter 754 This is a Personal Grudge! (Update 3)

"The second round of the Five Academy Sword Team competition officially begins today! Captains, please step onto the stage and draw your numbers!"

With a loud shout from the chief judge, Tong Chengtai, the five teams advancing to the second round had their captains leap onto the Great Sword Fighting Platform.

In the center of the platform, there was a sealed box containing five jade tokens numbered from "one" to "five."

The team that drew the number "one" would naturally compete first.

The first match would be between the team that drew "one" and the team that drew "five."

Soon, the draw results came out.

Number one: East Courtyard Sword Team.

Number two: Central Court Second Team.

Number three: North Courtyard Sword Team.

Number four: Middle Courtyard Third Team.

Number five: West Courtyard Sword Team.

This meant the East Courtyard Sword Team would be the first to compete in the second round, and their opponent would be the West Courtyard Sword Team!

"Damn, boss, your luck is terrible, drawing number one right away!"

As Goo Tengfeng left the stage, Ye Nanfeng whispered beside him.

"Explain to me, how is drawing number one bad luck?" Goo Tengfeng glared at him, clenching his fist. "We rely on our strength. It doesn’t matter what number we draw, we will win!"

"Anyway, being the first to compete is slightly annoying!"

Seeing Goo Tengfeng’s expression growing more grim, Ye Nanfeng’s voice softened, losing his confidence.

"The West Courtyard Sword Team was previously ranked second to last among the Five Academy Sword Teams. For this match, I only need to replace Moo Chen."

Goo Tengfeng cracked his knuckles, speaking nonchalantly.

"Captain, let me join!"

Ling Feng smiled slightly. "Just as well, I have a bit of a personal vendetta with that West Courtyard Sword Team’s captain! It’s time to settle it."

"Uh..."

Goo Tengfeng glanced at Xuanyuanao in the opposing team area, then nodded. "Alright, you’re in!"

Back when Ling Feng had just joined the Heavenly Position Academy, Xuanyuanao indeed aggressively came to confront him to stand up for his teammates.

Although Vice Dean Tong Chengtai later resolved the matter, this grudge was established.

Normally, Ling Feng wouldn’t deliberately think about a minor character like Xuanyuanao; however, since they met, it was time to show him what "thirty years on the east river, thirty years on the west river" meant!

Xuanyuanao had once been a formidable opponent, but now he wasn’t even worthy of carrying Ling Feng’s shoes.

Soon, after a brief discussion, the final lineup for the East Courtyard Sword Team was set: Gong Cheng, Ling Feng, Ye Nanfeng, Yuu Sixian, and Xue Xiaolin.

Likewise, Lee Bufan, Jiang Xiaofan, and especially the hidden trump card Mu Qianxue, were still not needed in this match!

"Would the members of both sword teams please come to the stage!"

At the judge’s command, members from both teams jumped onto the platform.

"Wow!"

Seeing the lineup of the East Courtyard Sword Team, the audience erupted in an uproar.

"Ling Feng is on the stage!"

"Haha, coming early to grab a seat was worth it; Ling Feng is finally on stage!"

The audience, who had come specifically to support Ling Feng, were instantly energized as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

"Haha, big brother is about to make a move!"

Ouyang Jing excitedly hugged Zhou Yun beside him, laughing heartily.

"You brat, taking another chance to get close to my sister! Ah da!"

Zhou Kai frowned and delivered a sharp knock on Ouyang Jing’s head.

Rubbing his head, Ouyang Jing murmured internally, "Damn it! This guy is definitely sister-obsessed!"

"Haha, he’s finally on stage!"

Qin Wanwan, Lin Xian’er, and others were also filled with excitement, their beautiful eyes sparkling.

Not only the audience but also members of the other major sword teams focused their attention, a heavyweight player on stage, and naturally, they wanted to seize the opportunity to observe Ling Feng’s techniques.

"Liiu Feng, observe every move Ling Feng makes. Although it might not require much strength to defeat the West Courtyard Sword Team, you might find a weakness."

Li Yunting whispered to a black-caped youth beside him.

This youth was none other than the so-called "Undefeated War God," Muu Liufeng.

"Today, he is no longer my opponent," Muu Liufeng replied coldly, with an air of extreme arrogance. "My only opponent is Yaan Jinghong."

After speaking, Muu Liufeng continued his meditation, showing no interest in the match.

"Sigh..."

Li Yunting sighed softly. Muu Liufeng’s strength had become overwhelmingly powerful; although it was a good thing, Li Yunting felt somewhat concerned.

His mental state wasn’t strong enough to control this power; his unstable spirit meant a high risk of deviation!

Muu Liufeng’s personality had become vastly different from before.

These were early signs of deviation, but Li Yunting had his selfish motives.

In such circumstances, he needed Muu Liufeng’s power, even though he had noticed minor signs of error in Muu Liufeng’s cultivation, he chose not to speak.

"Ling Feng! Ling Feng! Ling Feng!..."

The entire venue resounded with roaring cheers; Ling Feng’s popularity soared like never before.

"Damn it!"

On the other hand, the West Courtyard Sword Team’s expressions were less relaxed.

Especially the captain, Xuanyuanao, was especially somber, showing deep fear towards Ling Feng.

Previously, he had relied on his cultivation, which far exceeded Ling Feng’s, to suppress him. Now, Ling Feng’s strength was something he could only look up to.

Although he had made significant progress in the past six months, compared to Ling Feng—who could withstand a move from Yaan Jinghong—he knew they were on completely different levels.

"Captain..."

The vice-captain of the West Courtyard Sword Team felt uneasy seeing the heavy expression on Xuanyuanao’s face.

Xuanyuanao, a seasoned veteran, took a deep breath and said through clenched teeth, "Hmph! We aren’t like a third-rate team like North Court Team 2. It’s just Ling Feng, I’ll hold him down; you all find opportunities to break through!"

"As long as we can restrain Ling Feng, the others are trivial! Everyone, do your best!"

Xuanyuanao gritted his teeth. Since the East Courtyard Sword Team had only dispatched Ling Feng as their main force, they aimed to win this round to avoid losing too badly.

"Alright!"

The members of the West Courtyard Sword Team shouted in unison. Both sides took their positions, and the match officially commenced.

"Ling Feng."

Gong Cheng quickly analyzed the situation and began giving commands.

"Vice-captain, this is a personal vendetta; let me handle it!"

Ling Feng’s eyes flashed with brilliance, and his figure darted forward like a specter.

"Haha, vice-captain, true as it is that Sword Team coordination is vital, it’s really only evident when teams of closely matched strength face each other. And Brother Feng is capable of single-handedly annihilating the opponents!"

Ye Nanfeng laughed aloud, nonchalantly resting his sword on his shoulder, watching Ling Feng’s back with interest.

This would be Ling Feng’s personal showcase!

"Uh..."

Gong Cheng’s mouth twitched slightly. Indeed, given Ling Feng’s strength, this match was entirely a one-sided slaughter!