The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 236: Ling Feng is One of Mine!

Chapter 236: Ling Feng is One of Mine!

A fight to the death implied a one-on-one showdown, and prior to the showdown, both parties had to sign a consent form.

To fight to the death until one side was vanquished!

Moreover, regardless of which side perished, the deceased party's family and friends were not to seek revenge or cause trouble.

Typically, a fight to the death only occurred when there was an irreconcilable feud between the two parties. Yet, He Zhongjie unexpectedly challenged Ling Feng to such a duel.

Moreover, He Zhongjie was already a sky-tier student, while Ling Feng had only been a yellow-tier student at Tianwei Academy for a month.

Ling Feng was seen by everyone as having no chance in that fight to the death.

What was supposed to be a joint evening event for the five courts had suddenly escalated beyond control.

On the stage, the host of the evening, Bai Jiantao, furrowed his brows. He should have intervened, but considering He Zhonglei's status, he found himself in a dilemma.

Among the crowd, Jiang Xiaofan, Ouyang Jing, and others rushed over to Ling Feng's side upon seeing the situation. Though they could hardly be of any help, they stood firmly with Ling Feng.

"Brother, how do you think He Zhongjie compares to you?" Li Bufan squinted and suddenly asked.

Beside him, Li Buju touched his nose and said lightly, "If it is a friendly competition, we’re probably evenly matched. If it is a fight to the death, I believe I have a slight advantage."

"Is that so?" Li Bufan's lips curled slightly. "Then, if it comes to a fight to the death, perhaps He Zhongjie would be the one to die."

"What?" Li Buju's eyes twitched. "Bufan, are you saying that kid named Ling Feng already has the strength of a sky-tier student?"

"Perhaps." Li Bufan's eyes flashed with seriousness. "I've sparred with him once, and although neither of us exerted our full strength, I could sense that his abilities were not inferior to mine."

"If even you say so, then this kid seems to be quite extraordinary." A glint of insight flickered in Li Buju's eyes. "Ling Feng... it is strange that there doesn't seem to be any prominent family named the Ling family within the empire."

"Brother, Ling Feng is my target. Until we determine the victor between us, I don't want him to die by someone else's hand," Li Bufan said calmly.

"I understand! When necessary, I will step forward."

Li Buju nodded and smiled. The commandant of justice's family had always been overbearing in its actions. Even if Ling Feng won the fight to the death, he would likely face the wrath of the commandant of justice's family. Therefore, this fight to the death must not happen!

...

"So what if it's a fight to the death?" Ling Feng stood with hands behind his back, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

These days, who doesn't have someone backing them?

Is the commandant of justice's family really that formidable? How does it compare to the Cangqiong Sect, the Divine Guardian Sect?

"No, it's not possible, absolutely not!"

Qin Wanwan, unaware of Ling Feng's relationship with the Cangqiong Sect, stepped forward to block him and turned to him, saying, "Ling Feng, you can't agree! This is my second condition!"

Ling Feng was momentarily taken aback. He suddenly realized that this woman didn't seem so detestable after all.

At least, in this moment, she was genuinely concerned about him.

"What's wrong? Ling Feng, are you only capable of hiding behind a woman?"

He Zhongjie sneered, casting a glance at Qin Wanwan. "Ms. Qin, move aside! I don't like to lay hands on women, but don't force me!"

"Hmph, I won't move!"

Qin Wanwan secretly regretted it. If she had known, she wouldn't have let Ling Feng stand up for her.

"Qin Wanwan, step aside." Ling Feng shook his head disdainfully, his gaze shifting to He Zhongjie. He spoke calmly, "He Zhongjie, do you think you have me under your thumb? If you're not afraid to die in the arena, then what do I have to fear?"

"But..." Qin Wanwan looked at Ling Feng, wanting to say something more.

"There are no buts!"

Ling Feng pulled Qin Wanwan behind him, meeting He Zhongjie's gaze filled with murderous intent head-on, without the slightest hint of fear.

Killing him would only temper his own slaughterous sword will!

The students from the West Court around them started clamoring. Do these rookies who have just entered Tianwei Academy think they are someone special?

So what if they defeated a few mystical-tier students?

They probably don't even know how terrifying the strength of sky-tier students, those truly worthy of the title, can be!

"Brother Jie, teach this ignorant kid a lesson!"

"Yeah, Young Master He! We've got your back!"

"Let's place bets. Young Master He against that wild brat from the East Court!"

"Are you kidding me? Do you even have a brain? Is there even a need to bet?"

Bai Jiantao on the stage clenched his fist, finally jumping down and patting He Zhongjie's shoulder. He spoke in a deep voice, "Young Master He, teaching this kid a lesson is enough. There's no need to escalate it to a fight to the death."

"Hmph, Brother Bai, you've seen how arrogant this kid is. If he doesn't die today, I won't be able to quell my anger!" He Zhongjie's gaze turned icy as he stared at Ling Feng. He directly pulled out a consent form for the fight to the death, holding it high, and said coldly, "Ling Feng, do you dare to sign this consent form?"

The crowd gasped in shock. It seemed that today, this matter couldn't end well. Someone was bound to die.

However, before He Zhongjie could throw the consent form, a large, powerful hand firmly grasped his wrist.

In the next moment, a resounding voice resounded in He Zhongjie's ears. "He Zhongjie, who gave you permission to mess with a member of our East Court's sword team?"

He Zhongjie's eyebrows shot up. As he turned around to respond, he found himself face to face with a giant towering a whole head above him. The man's hand felt like iron, making him unable to move.

A cold sweat broke out on his back as he struggled to swallow. "C-Captain Gu..."

This towering figure, resembling a giant gorilla, was none other than the terrifying presence known as the 'East Court's Number One,' Gu Tengfeng!

Beside Gu Tengfeng stood a companion who was always by his side, Gong Cheng, the vice-captain of the East Court's sword team.

"Ling Feng is one of mine. Do you dare to lay a finger on him?"

Gu Tengfeng showed no respect to He Zhongjie whatsoever. With a casual flick of his hand, he tossed He Zhongjie away as if he were tossing out garbage.

He Zhongjie's face turned pale and then red in an instant. As a sky-tier student, he had completely lost face in front of all these yellow-tier students today.

And to make matters worse, the one who had humiliated him was Gu Tengfeng, the number one figure of the East Court!

Even their West Court's sword team captain, Xuanyuan Ao, admitted that in a one-on-one situation, he was no match for Gu Tengfeng.

As for He Zhongjie, with his abilities, he couldn't even make it into the West Court's sword team!

From this, one could see the immense gap in strength between him and Gu Tengfeng.

So, in front of Gu Tengfeng, even if He Zhongjie felt resentful, he didn't dare to utter a single word of dissent.

"I... I don't dare!"

He Zhongjie rotated his wrist, nearly having it broken by Gu Tengfeng's grip.

"Hmph, I know you don't!"

Gu Tengfeng didn't even spare He Zhongjie a glance. His gaze pierced through the crowd and locked onto Ling Feng once again. He extended another invitation. "Ling Feng, join my sword team! You are the person I need!"