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Chapter 308: Ling Feng\'s First Battle!

Ling Feng smiled faintly. "Yes, I\'m back. Sorry to have kept everyone waiting!"

"No matter what, it\'s good to have you back!"

Gong Cheng laughed heartily. "Alright, this isn\'t the time for chit-chat. Let\'s win this match first!"

Xue Xiaolin also gave Ling Feng an encouraging look.

With Ling Feng\'s appearance, the entire aura of the East Court\'s sword team changed dramatically.

"Victory!"

Everyone exchanged smiles and then returned to their positions.

The real match was just beginning!

"This kid..."

Yang Zhan\'s expression changed slightly. He had thought that defeating Li Bufan would greatly weaken the East Court\'s sword team’s morale, making their victory almost certain.

But with Ling Feng\'s sudden appearance, the East Court\'s sword team was reinvigorated.

This battle seemed to be back to square one.

"Hmph, he\'s just an inexperienced brat. Even with him, the East Court\'s sword team is still worthless!"

Yang Zhan swung his long sword, looked back at his team, and shouted, "Crush them!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Both sides\' morale soared to the peak. This was a real team-based sword fighting competition. It was not a one-man show, nor single combat.

Li Bufan stood in the spectators\' area, observing the inexplicable aura forming between Ling Feng and his teammates while momentarily lost in thought.

Gu Tengfeng glanced at Li Bufan, a slight smile playing on his lips.

This was the allure of the sword fighting arena and the essence of teamwork.

On the sword fighting platform, there were no unbeatable swordsmen, only the most perfect teams with the most exquisite coordination!

As the aura of both teams reached its peak, the true contest between the two sword teams officially began.

"Ye Nanfeng, watch out for their array master!"

Gong Cheng immediately began directing the team. Although Li Bufan had been somewhat reckless earlier, he had managed to uncover some of the North Court\'s second team\'s key players. For instance, their flag keeper was actually a rare array master which was a detail that could not be overlooked.

"Don\'t worry, Vice-Captain. Just leave the breakthrough to me. You guys hold the line!"

Ye Nanfeng laughed heartily while wielding his long sword as he charged into the offensive-defensive zone, confronting his old rival.

His opponent was a short-haired youth with a square face, possessing a similar level of cultivation as Ye Nanfeng. Both were at around forty meridians.

In a one-on-one duel, it would be difficult for them to determine a victor quickly.

However, this was a team competition!

"Hmph, even with another yellow-tier student, you\'re still the weakest team among the five courts!"

Yang Zhan shouted, rallying his teammates’ spirits and leading the charge into East Court\'s offensive-defensive zone.

Since the East Court\'s sword team had chosen a conservative strategy, the initiative naturally fell to the North Court\'s second team.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In an instant, both sides engaged fiercely.

Lights flashed everywhere as the two teams’ battle reached a stalemate.

"Your opponent is me!"

A man in a green robe utilized his movement art to intercept Ling Feng. He was a master of over forty meridian gates who was at least as strong as Ye Nanfeng.

"Is that so?"

Ling Feng\'s lips curled into a smile. His movement art was as swift as lightning, and by combining the Boundless Sword Steps with Shadow\'s Face, his movements were even more elusive and illusory than before. The man in the green robe only saw a blur before Ling Feng had already broken through his defense.

"What?"

Yang Zhan was stunned. This guy\'s speed seems to be even faster than Li Bufan\'s!

No, it isn\'t just speed—he\'s more agile and more unpredictable.

In the stands, Li Bufan\'s eyes widened. Ling Feng seemed to have become even stronger!

"Who would\'ve thought that the journey to the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder would enhance Ling Feng\'s strength so much? It looks like his level is quickly becoming enough to be on a first team!"

Gu Tengfeng silently nodded, recognizing that Ling Feng\'s composure and calmness were traits Li Bufan lacked.

"Nice dodge!"

Ye Nanfeng laughed heartily while slashing his opponent aside and shouting, "Ling Feng, charge with me!"

"Not a chance!"

Yang Zhan immediately organized a defensive formation. "Change formation! Defend! Defend!"

He had realized that Ling Feng was entirely different from Li Bufan. Ling Feng understood teamwork, and his strength...

Yang Zhan couldn\'t quite grasp it!

"Hahaha, with Big Brother in the game, the opponents are done for!"

In the spectators\' area, Ouyang Jing burst into laughter.

Jiang Xiaofan, Yang Jun, and Feng Mo, all pumped with adrenaline, waved their fists and shouted loudly, "Go Big Brother! Go Brother Feng! East Court\'s sword team will surely win!"

"Where did that guy learn such an incredible movement art? The tier must be at least earth-tier!"

Qiao Qiao was wide-eyed with amazement. Even as the most favored maidservant of the Cangqiong Sect\'s young lady, she had only practiced a high-grade mystical-tier movement art.

"It should be from the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder."

Yue Yunlan, with her much broader perspective, instantly recognized that Ling Feng\'s movement art had transformed since his time at the Cangqiong Sect, though its essence remained the same.

The ability to merge two movement arts into one demonstrated Ling Feng\'s extraordinary talent.

Even Yue Yunlan couldn\'t help but feel a bit inferior.

On the sword fighting platform.

The pressure Ling Feng exerted forced the North Court\'s second team into a full defensive stance.

Their strategy was to isolate Ling Feng, hoping his fate would mirror Li Bufan\'s and end in bitter defeat.

"Hmph, afraid to attack now?"

Ye Nanfeng laughed, wielding his long sword as he advanced alongside Ling Feng and gradually compressed the opponent\'s offensive-defensive zone.

If their opponents kept retreating back to their flag-guarding area, their defensive space would become extremely limited. Any mistake in defense would result in their battle flag falling.

Gong Cheng and Lin Mochen followed closely behind, preventing the opponents from exploiting any breakthrough opportunities while applying offensive pressure.

Next, Xue Xiaolin performed a hand seal, causing a green halo to spread from her. Anyone within Xue Xiaolin\'s halo would have their true qi rapidly restored.

This was Xue Xiaolin\'s ability—a powerful recovery capability, invaluable in a prolonged battle between two evenly matched teams.

"Damn it!"

Yang Zhan was beginning to panic.

"Are they all pushing forward? Fine! Zhu Xun, it\'s your turn to perform!"

A cunning smile flashed in Yang Zhan\'s eyes. Did they really retreat out of fear of Ling Feng alone?

No, this was a trap to lure the enemy in!

"Don\'t worry, Captain, this match is already over!"

Zhu Xun nodded. He was the fastest member of the North Court\'s second team. Even though Ling Feng had displayed astonishing speed earlier, Zhu Xun was only slightly surprised, and not overly concerned.

Because his speed was on par with Ling Feng\'s; even if it wasn\'t a perfect match, it was close enough.

"Hmph, do you think your speed is impressive?"

Zhu Xun launched a sword move, sending several waves of sword qi towards Ling Feng. In a flash, he broke through from Ling Feng\'s right side.

"That\'s all you\'ve got!"

A smile curved on Zhu Xun\'s lips. Using sword qi to disrupt Ling Feng, he had fooled everyone with his skillful performance.

This guy dared to break through in front of Ling Feng, the fastest among them.

"Now, my opponent is just one!"

Zhu Xun fixed his gaze on Xue Xiaolin. She was just a woman, and particularly a supportive martial artist. Without her teammates, defeating her would be as easy as slicing through vegetables.

Just watch, this match is about to end!

Excitement gleamed in Zhu Xun\'s eyes, as if he could already see the enemy’s dragon flag being cut down by his sword.