Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Tian... Tianwei Academy wins!"

The referee was stunned for a long time, and then he announced loudly when he saw the white tiger battle flag was cut down.

Not to mention the referee, even the audience below were dumbfounded. This was too fast, too ridiculously fast!

After all, the team led by Yun Qianfan is also the strongest swordsman team in Wenyuan Academy. In Ling Feng's hands, since it can't last for a cup of tea?

Crush! This is a complete crushing!

"Oh no, Wenyuan Academy is too weak!"

"That's right, I can only lose like this if I go up to you!"

"Hahaha, I'm like this too!"

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone barely reacted. This was probably the fastest game to end in history, and everyone hadn't even fired their swords yet.

"Well done! Big brother is big brother!"

Ouyang Jing and the others all started cheering for Ling Feng. This is Brother Feng's attitude of "dominating the world"!

Leng Jianfeng's fellow even more proudly said: "Did you see, this is the student taught by me, Leng Jianfeng, wow..."

Deng Yongshi even more excitedly grabbed Old General Deng's arm and shook it vigorously, almost shaking Old General Deng's old bones to pieces.

In the crowd, there was another figure wearing a cloak, silently watching the game. Seeing Ling Feng's speed, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

"good!"

This figure is naturally Ling Feng's teacher, Yan Cangtian.

Although he doesn't say it, Yan Cangtian is still very concerned about the competition of his closed disciple.

"Hey, it's not that Wenyuan Academy is too weak, but Ling Feng's speed is too fast."

In the camp of the Intermediate Academy Sword Team, Li Yunting narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "If Yun Qianfan takes a more prudent approach and has more than three team members block Ling Feng, it can still be delayed for a while."

"Three people..."

Lu Qingshan swallowed hard, "Why does that kid feel like he's become more powerful again?"

"Not just a little bit, but a lot better."

Li Yunting was deeply moved. Every time he saw Ling Feng, Ling Feng's strength would skyrocket, and this time was no exception.

This guy might really be able to surpass that imperial legend and knock him off the altar!

"How perverted!" Lu Qingshan rolled his eyes, "It seems that in the next few years, the title of the strongest swordsmanship team in our Tianwei Academy will be monopolized by the East Campus Swordsmanship Team."

"I guess not." Li Yunting shook his head, smiled, and said lightly.

"Uh..." Lu Qingshan looked back at Mu Liufeng and said with a wry smile: "No, I really don't know who else can compete with those guys like Ling Feng after we graduates."

Li Yunting raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "When you can no longer learn anything in a place and have no opponents, will you still stay here?"

"Captain, what do you mean?" Lu Qingshan was a little confused.

"For Ling Feng, even Tianwei Academy is just a small pond. He will soon fly out and fly to the sky."

Yue Yunlan pursed her delicate lips and said softly: "Captain, this is what you meant."

"Haha, Junior Sister Yue is still so smart." Li Yunting narrowed his eyes, "I think his next stage may be in the sect world, the military and political world, or even the broader Eastern Spiritual Territory! Rather than a small heavenly institution.”

"Uh..." Lu Qingshan's expression changed slightly, yes, Ling Feng is indeed too good, not inferior to the imperial legend Yan Jinghong at all.

Although Yan Jinghong was born in True Dragon Academy, he had already left the academy and moved towards a broader world.

Only "ordinary people" like them would wait until graduation before leaving the academy.

…

After a short break, the second game started again.

This time, Ling Feng simply didn't play and was replaced by Li Bufan.

This can be regarded as saving some face for Wenyuan Academy, lest they lose too embarrassingly.

In this round, without Ling Feng, a powerful player, Gu Tengfeng and Miyagi's strategy was much more stable. After all, as the strongest swordsman team of Wenyuan Academy, Yun Qianfan and several team members were quite outstanding.

Moreover, the opponent's flag guard's recovery and interference abilities were quite good. The two sides fought hard for a long time in the melee area. In the end, Li Bufan used his "Wind and Thunder Variety" movement skills to get past Yun Qianfan and another team member. Blockade and chopped down the opponent's white tiger battle flag again.

But this time, everyone also saw the true strength of Yun Qianfan's team, and the two sides fought back and forth.

Only then did they understand that it was not Wenyuan Academy that was too weak, but Ling Feng's personal ability that was indeed too strong.

If Ling Feng cannot be stopped and is allowed to directly enter the flag guarding area, it will be a nightmare for any sword team flag guard!

"Congratulations to Tianwei Academy for winning the game 2:0 and earning one point!"

The referee loudly announced the result of the game, and the players of Wenyuan Academy sighed. This time, they might be at the bottom again.

"Accepted."

Gu Tengfeng led his teammates to salute Yun Qianfan and others. Yun Qianfan sighed, clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a wry smile: "You should be the one who accepted the concession. If Ling Feng hadn't played, we would have lost the game in the second game." Lose faster."

Although he had formulated a strategy against Ling Feng, the East Court Sword Team with Ling Feng and without Ling Feng were two teams of completely different levels.

Of course, this was also because their strength was not enough to force out the true strength of Jiang Xiaofan and Li Bufan.

Today, they have finally completely refined the heaven and earth treasures sent by Ling Feng (Li Bufan's wind and thunder left arm, Jiang Xiaofan's giant war god bone), and can exert the power of these two treasures. Relying on the power of the heaven and earth treasures, even if they encounter a strong man of Liu Fenyu's level, they may not be without the power to fight.

As for Mu Qianxue's trump card, there is no need to say more.

Yun Qianfan looked at Ling Feng again and sighed again. When he first met Ling Feng, he could suppress Ling Feng's strength with a wave of his hand, but it has only been less than half a year.

Ling Feng's strength has far surpassed himself.

He has always claimed to be a genius, but compared with Ling Feng, he is not even a fool.

"Today's matches are all over. Everyone can leave in an orderly manner. Tomorrow's match will be between Zhenlong Academy and Wenyuan Academy!"

After the host announced, the crowd on the central school field finally dispersed...

"Hehehe, this time we are really rich!"

After Gu Tengfeng led the team members back to the players' seats, he saw Lin Mochen holding a few betting tickets in his hand and laughed, "As long as we keep betting on our sword team to win, it is simply a shortcut to make money!"