The Art of Chaotic Divinity
Chapter 963: The Demeanour of a True General

Chapter 963: The Demeanour of a True General

"It seems our strength is more than enough to earn a spot in the largest barracks. We don't need any special treatment."

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow slightly. A faint smile played on his lips as he glanced at Vice-Commander Zhao Dabiao, who stood utterly stunned by Li Bufan and Jiang Xiaofan's display.

Only now did this man finally understand what it meant to be truly ruthless!

Even Li Bufan and Jiang Xiaofan seemed to take Ling Feng as their leader. It was easy to imagine just how terrifying Ling Feng's strength must be.

"Heh, looks like the skills my master taught me are pretty handy after all."

Jiang Xiaofan scratched the back of his head and chuckled sheepishly.

On the other side, Situ Lei clenched his fists tightly. After several deep breaths, a trace of resolve finally flickered in his eyes. With a loud thud, he dropped to his knees before Jiang Xiaofan and declared loudly, "I am Situ Lei. I wish to take you as my master and learn the art of hidden weapons!"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiaofan froze. He had never once thought about taking on a disciple.

"Master, please accept me!" Situ Lei gritted his teeth. It was only after witnessing Jiang Xiaofan's technique that he realized how foolish his old ways had been.

There was always someone stronger. There was always a higher sky!

Jiang Xiaofan turned to look at Ling Feng. This kind of thing was far beyond him.

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile. He slowly walked over and stood beside Jiang Xiaofan. His gaze fell on Situ Lei as he spoke calmly.

"Brother Situ, get up. We've already left the academy and joined the Southern Army. From now on, we are comrades in the same military camp. We are brothers. What meaning is there in clinging to our past affiliations or backgrounds?"

"Are we supposed to keep our guard up even on the battlefield? Will we not entrust our backs to our fellow soldiers?"

These words immediately silenced everyone present.

Indeed, no matter where they came from, they were all soldiers of the Southern Army now.

The rivalry between academies had no value here.

"Let me introduce myself again. I am Ling Feng, a soldier of the Southern Army."

All eyes turned to Ling Feng. One by one, a look of sincere admiration appeared in their eyes.

Even Shen Yidao clenched his fists, feeling a deep sense of shame.

"This brother speaks the truth. My name is Yu Tiexiong. I am no longer Yu Tiexiong of Wenyuan Academy. I am a soldier of the Southern Army!"

A tall, broad-shouldered man stepped out from the crowd. He was the first to respond to Ling Feng's words.

"I am Li San. A soldier of the Southern Army."

"Southern Army. Li Yunting!"

"..."

One voice after another followed. The once tense group of new recruits suddenly laughed together with open hearts.

Vice-Commander Zhao Dabiao stared at Ling Feng's back with deep astonishment.

With just a few simple words, he had won over all these hot-headed recruits. This young general was truly something else.

Such charisma and leadership were no less than that of a seasoned veteran.

This was the bearing of a true general!

On the platform, Situ Lei still knelt on the ground with clenched fists. His gaze never left Jiang Xiaofan. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

Jiang Xiaofan had never thought of taking in a disciple. Flustered, he turned to Ling Feng for help.

"Big Brother, what do I do? I don't know how to teach anyone."

Ling Feng gestured with his lips and said calmly, "Tell him there's no need to become a disciple. You can both learn from each other. His technique has its own strengths too. Wouldn't it be better if you both learned from each other?"

"Yes, yes, that works!"

Jiang Xiaofan nodded repeatedly and hurried over to Situ Lei. He grabbed him and pulled him to his feet.

"Um... My Big Brother says you don't need to become a disciple. Let's just... right, let's just learn from each other. You teach me, I teach you. That's good enough, haha..."

Jiang Xiaofan scratched the back of his head again, looking simple and honest. But no one dared to underestimate him.

Everyone had witnessed his strength. And it seemed he hadn't even gone all out yet.

"Very well." Situ Lei looked at Jiang Xiaofan with a deep gaze. He bowed respectfully and said, "Master Jiang!"

Jiang Xiaofan quickly returned the bow. "Master Situ!"

Situ Lei waved his hands and bowed again. "You are stronger than I am. It's only right that I call you Master Jiang!"

"No, no. Big Brother said we are to learn from each other. Master Situ!"

"Master Jiang!"

"Master Situ!"

Back and forth they went, exchanging bows again and again. The recruits below the platform were left speechless.

The fight was over, so everyone began to disperse. Still, quite a few new recruits, now filled with admiration for Ling Feng, came forward to greet him and his group.

Some had even heard the name of General Weiyuan, Ling Feng. They never imagined that such a general would show up in a place like this. For a moment, they found it hard to believe.

"Brother Ling, you truly are a born general!"

Li Yunting looked at Ling Feng with newfound respect in his eyes. He bowed slightly and said, "Brother Ling, if you ever lead troops to battle against the demon race, I, Li Yunting, will gladly fight at the front."

"Haha, Brother Li, you flatter me."

Ling Feng laughed heartily. "No more talk like that. It's a reunion among old friends. Come, let's go to the barracks and drink three hundred cups!"

"I would gladly risk my life to drink with a man like you."

Li Yunting burst out laughing. Being able to meet Ling Feng here was a stroke of fortune for them.

Otherwise, once Shen Yidao had defeated Mu Liufeng, all that awaited them would have been endless humiliation from the other academies.

They would never have enjoyed a good drink like they could now.

Beside them, Zhao Dabiao nodded repeatedly.

"I may not be capable of much, but I can at least arrange a banquet to welcome General Ling."

Ling Feng gave a faint nod. This Zhao Dabiao knew how to act appropriately.

At that moment, Jiang Xiaofan and Situ Lei were still bowing back and forth on the platform. Ling Feng wore a helpless expression. He stepped forward and kicked Jiang Xiaofan lightly on the rear.

"Alright, enough with the bowing. From now on, we're all comrades. There's no need for seniority. Brother Situ, would you care to share a drink with us?"

Situ Lei looked at Ling Feng and nodded firmly, filled with joy.

"Yes. I would love to."

Jiang Xiaofan scratched the back of his head and gave a goofy smile without saying anything.

This guy was not only a martial arts fanatic, but also a complete glutton. As long as there was food, he would always be happy.

"Haha..."

Ling Feng laughed loudly and turned to Zhao Dabiao.

"Vice-Commander Zhao, please lead the way."

"Right this way."

Zhao Dabiao nodded quickly. Not long after, he led the group into the largest barracks, pulled out some of the army's strongest liquor, and personally ordered a banquet to properly host Ling Feng and the others.

After all, Ling Feng had given him a whole bag of elemental crystals. After scoring that bag of crystals, he wasn't about to be stingy. Naturally, he made sure to treat someone as important as Ling Feng with the utmost care.

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