Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

At this moment, on the temporarily constructed stage, a big man wielding a tiger-head broadsword was locked in a fierce duel with Muu Liufeng.

It had been several months since the Five Academy Sword Team competition, and it was evident that Muu Liufeng had put in a lot of hard work. His control over the Demon Heart Flame had become increasingly proficient.

However, his opponent also seemed to be a formidable character. Even though Muu Liufeng had unleashed his Abnormal Fire, he still couldn't gain the upper hand for a long time.

"Liiu Feng, don't give that guy a chance to fight back. Damn it, he dared to say that our Sword Team is full of trash! Knock him out!"

Below the stage, Luu Qingshan shouted loudly. They were, after all, members of the Heavenly Position Academy Central Courtyard Sword Team. Although it was no longer the Heavenly Position Academy here, they still held onto their pride.

Beside him, Li Yunting had a grave expression. Although Muu Liufeng's cultivation had advanced rapidly, his opponent, the swordsman from True Dragon Academy, had an unfathomable saber technique.

In fact, he himself had already been defeated by this swordsman, which was why Muu Liufeng had stepped up.

"It looks like the situation isn't optimistic."

Ling Feng walked into the crowd and, seeing the situation on stage, shook his head slightly.

"You bastard!"

Upon hearing this, Luu Qingshan was instantly enraged, ready to see who the clueless idiot was, asking to be cursed at head-on.

But when he saw who it was, his curses abruptly stopped.

Ling Feng!

The "clueless guy" just a moment ago was none other than Ling Feng!

Not only was Ling Feng there, but also the Sky Peak Sword Team's Lee Bufan, Jiang Xiaofan, Mu Qianxue, and two other graceful young women who walked over together.

The lineup!

"Ahem..."

Luu Qingshan immediately stifled his internal injury. Even if he had triple the courage, he dared not curse Ling Feng.

After all, Ling Feng was a man who even dared to slap the prince!

"Brother Ling, Brother Lee, and Brother Xiao Fan... haha, what brings you here?"

Li Yunting was curious to see Ling Feng and the others appear at Tianmang Fortress.

Everyone knew the Goo Family Army was a main force of the Northwest Army. Plus, the Ying Yang General, Old Master Deng, who favored Ling Feng, was also from the Northwest Army.

Logically, if Ling Feng chose to join the military ranks, he should have joined the Northwest Army.

"If Brother Li can join the Southern Army, why can't I?"

Ling Feng laughed freely, not saying much further. He just observed the situation on stage and shook his head slightly, "Not within ten moves, it seems Brother Muu will lose."

"This..." Li Yunting naturally wouldn't doubt Ling Feng's judgment, sighing lightly.

Who would've thought, even though they were somebodies at the Heavenly Position Academy, in the military, they realized there was always someone better out there!

"Who is this person?"

Lee Bufan nudged his lips, asking casually while appearing to be eager to try himself.

The swordsman's strength piqued his fighting spirit.

"His name is Shen Yidao, a student from True Dragon Academy. Unexpectedly, his strength even surpasses that of Mo Wufeng, the captain of True Dragon Academy's Sword Team!" Li Yunting said seriously.

"This person is skilled with the saber, so he might not care to join a Sword Team."

Lee Bufan held his sword to his chest, stepping forward, clearly indicating: This Shen Yidao is my target!

Ten moves quickly passed, and Shen Yidao met Muu Liufeng head-on with a saber strike, directly extinguishing the Demon Heart Flame. A terrifying Sword Light swept through, forcing Muu Liufeng back a hundred steps.

Just as Ling Feng said, he couldn't last ten moves!

"Heh, what a bunch of trash! The strongest Sword Team of Heavenly Position Academy? Not even fit to carry my shoes!"

Shen Yidao laughed uproariously, scanning the crowd arrogantly, "Who else wants some?"

"Interested in exchanging a couple of moves with me?"

In the next moment, Lee Bufan leapt onto the stage ten steps away from Shen Yidao, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes, "Your information might be outdated. The strongest Sword Team of Heavenly Position Academy is the Sky Peak Sword Team!"

"Another strongest Sword Team? You worthless bunch love to come up with all kinds of fancy titles. It's a pity, they sound grand but are utterly unimpressive!"

Shen Yidao brushed his hand over his saber, sneering, "Fine, fine, since you're itching for it, I'll loosen your bones!"

"Brother Lee, watch out for this guy... ugh!"

Muu Liufeng clutched his chest, spitting out a mouthful of reverse blood. Shen Yidao's Sword Gang was too domineering. Once engaged, his saber was omnipresent and indefensible.

Ling Feng pressed on Muu Liufeng's shoulder, quickly tapping his back, sorting out his internal energies, and said calmly, "No need to worry."

"Thank you!" Muu Liufeng looked back at Ling Feng, eyes showing a trace of gratitude.

At the same time, he completely relaxed.

Even if Lee Bufan couldn't handle it, having Ling Feng here was all that mattered.

"Prepare to die, Wind-Swept Single Slash!"

On stage, Shen Yidao roared and charged like a wild bull, rushing at Lee Bufan with an overwhelming force.

Clash!

A sword sound!

Everyone only saw a flash of cold light.

Sword drawing!

Sword striking!

Sword sheathing!

Three actions in one seamless flow, and then a "thump," Shen Yidao's body slammed hard onto the stage. Upon closer inspection, one could see his clothing in front gradually soaking in blood.

The wound was as thin as a willow leaf, almost unnoticeable.

This strike was clean, swift, and beautiful!

Instantly, everyone widened their eyes.

The Shen Yidao, who was just boasting moments ago, was dealt with so effortlessly.

He merely drew his sword!

Even Ling Feng was slightly surprised.

It seemed that in the past few months, not only had his strength improved greatly, but Lee Bufan's progress was also frightening!

Compared to the time of their decisive battle with the Royal Sword Team, his strength had increased at least threefold!

Muu Liufeng, Li Yunting, and others felt a bitterness in their hearts, realizing that after losing to the Sky Peak Sword Team, the gap between them had widened so much!

"Unimpressive."

Lee Bufan shook his head, stepping off the stage with flair, while on stage, Shen Yidao struggled for a long time before finally managing to get up, looking at Lee Bufan's back with trembling, filled with anger and unwillingness, but ultimately surrendering to despair. The gap was too great!

Even if he prepared carefully, being cautious at every step with full defense, that strike alone would have killed him instantly.

If the strike had been a few inches deeper, his life would have ended right there.

"Interesting!"

At this moment, among the True Dragon Academy students, a man in a blue shirt holding black and white chess pieces curled a smile at the corner of his mouth, leaping onto the stage and calling out to Lee Bufan's back, "Please wait! Would you be interested in sparring a few moves with me?"