"The...Heavenly Position Academy wins!"
The referee was stunned for a mont, only announcing loudly when he saw the White Tiger Battle Flag toppled over.
Not to ntion the referee, even the audience below were shocked. This was too fast, unbelievably fast!
After all, the team led by Yun Qianfan was the strongest Sword Team of Wenyuan Academy, and yet they couldn’t last even the ti for a cup of tea in Ling Feng’s hands?
Crushing defeat! This was a complete crushing defeat!
"Damn, Wenyuan Academy is too weak!"
"Exactly, if I went up, I’d only lose this bad too!"
"Hahaha, I’d be the sa if I went up!"
The audience erupted, everyone almost couldn’t react. This was probably the fastest match ending in history, the swords hadn’t even sparked yet.
"Well done! Big Brother is indeed Big Brother!"
The guys with Ouyang Jing were waving flags and cheering for Ling Feng. This was the deanor of Brother Feen "dominating the world"!
Leng Jianfeng was even more smug, saying, "See, this is the student I, Leng Jianfeng, taught, wahahaha..."
Deng Yongshi was so excited that she grabbed Elder Deng’s arm and shook it vigorously, almost shaking the old general’s bones out of his body.
In the crowd, there was also a cloaked figure quietly observing the match, nodding secretly when seeing Ling Feng’s movent technique speed.
"Not bad!"
This figure was, of course, Ling Feng’s teacher, Yan Cangtian.
Though he didn’t say it, Yan Cangtian was quite concerned about the match of his closed-door disciple.
"Sigh, it’s not that Wenyuan Academy is too weak, it’s that Ling Feng’s speed is really too fast."
In the Central Courtyard Sword Team’s camp, Li Yunting squinted his eyes and said deeply, "If Yun Qianfan had adopted a more secure thod and had more than three mbers block Ling Feng, they could have delayed it a bit."
"Three people..."
Luu Qingshan gulped hard, "That kid, why does he seem to have gotten even stronger?"
"Not just a little, much stronger."
Li Yunting sighed deeply. Every ti he saw Ling Feng, Ling Feng’s strength skyrocketed, and this ti was no exception.
This guy might really surpass that Empire Legend and knock him off the divine altar!
"So freakish!" Luu Qingshan rolled his eyes, "Looks like in the next few years, our Heavenly Position Academy’s title of the strongest Sword Team will be monopolized by the East Courtyard Sword Team."
"I don’t think so." Li Yunting shook his head and smiled softly.
"Uh..." Luu Qingshan glanced at Muu Liufeng and smiled bitterly, "No way, I really don’t know who could compete with Ling Feng and his team once us experienced folks graduate."
Li Yunting raised his sword-like brows and said faintly, "When you can’t learn anything from a place and have no rivals left, would you still stay here?"
"Captain, what do you an?" Luu Qingshan was puzzled.
"For Ling Feng, even Heavenly Position Academy is just a small pond. He will soon fly out, soaring across the Nine Heavens."
Yue Yunlan pursed her lips and softly said, "Captain, that’s probably what you ant."
"Haha, junior Yue is still as brilliant as ever." Li Yunting squinted, "I think his next stage might be in the Sect World, or maybe even the political and military realm, or even looking towards the broader Eastern Spirit Domain! Not just a small Heavenly Position Academy."
"Uh..." Luu Qingshan’s face changed slightly, yeah, Ling Feng really was too outstanding, not at all inferior to that Empire Legend Yaan Jinghong.
That Yaan Jinghong, although from True Dragon Academy, had long left the academy for a bigger world.
Only "ordinary" people like us would honestly wait until graduation to leave the academy.
...
After a short break, the second match started again.
This ti, Ling Feng didn’t go on stage, replacing him with Lee Bufan.
This was also to preserve so face for Wenyuan Academy, so they wouldn’t lose so badly.
Without Ling Feng, the powerhouse teammate, Goo Tengfeng and Gong Cheng’s strategies were much more steady since Yun Qianfan and several teammates had quite good skills as the strongest Sword Team of Wenyuan Academy.
Moreover, the opponent’s Flag Guard had exceptional recovery and disruption abilities, and the teams fought hard in the Mixed Battle Zone for a long ti. In the end, Lee Bufan with the "Wind and Thunder Hundred Transformations" movent technique bypassed Yun Qianfan and another teammate’s blockade, toppling the opponent’s White Tiger Battle Flag again.
This ti, everyone saw the true strength of Yun Qianfan’s team, both sides fought back and forth.
They finally realized it wasn’t that Wenyuan Academy was too weak, but that Ling Feng’s individual ability was truly too strong.
If Ling Feng couldn’t be blocked and he entered the Flag Guarding Zone directly, it was a nightmare for any Sword Team’s Flag Guard!
"Congratulations to the Heavenly Position Academy, winning the match 2:0, scoring one point!"
The referee loudly announced the match result, and the Wenyuan Academy team mbers sighed. This ti, they might place last again.
"Thank you for letting us win."
Goo Tengfeng led his teammates to bow to Yun Qianfan and the others, Yun Qianfan sighed, returning the bow with a wry smile, "It should be us thanking you for going easy. If Ling Feng had been on, we’d have lost the second round even faster."
Although he had devised strategies against Ling Feng, the East Courtyard Sword Team with or without Ling Feng were teams of entirely different calibers.
Of course, this was because their strength wasn’t enough to force out Jiang Xiaofan and Lee Bufan’s true abilities.
To this day, they finally completely refined the Heaven and Earth Treasure given by Ling Feng (Lee Bufan’s Wind and Thunder Left Arm, Jiang Xiaofan’s Giant Spirit Battle God Bone), now able to wield the power of these treasures. With the power of the Heaven and Earth Treasure, even against a strong opponent like Lio Fenyu, they might still have a chance to fight.
As for Mu Qianxue, this trump card doesn’t even need to be ntioned.
Yun Qianfan looked at Ling Feng again, sighed once more, recalling the first ti he saw Ling Feng, Ling Feng’s strength could be easily suppressed, yet now it was rely less than half a year.
Ling Feng’s strength had far surpassed his own.
He prided himself as a genius, yet compared to Ling Feng, he wasn’t even a fool.
"Today’s matches are all over. Everyone may leave the field in an orderly manner. Tomorrow’s match will be between True Dragon Academy and Wenyuan Academy!"
With the host’s announcent, people at the Central Training Ground finally began to disperse...
"Hehehe, we hit the jackpot this ti!"
Returning to the player’s area with his teammates, Goo Tengfeng saw Lin Mochen holding several betting slips, laughing heartily, "Betting on our Sword Team to win has been a shortcut to making money!"
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