From the Sword Fighting Platform, cries of agony echoed loudly.
The East Courtyard students were being utterly trampled upon by the Xuan Character Disciples from the West Courtyard, with no option but to take a merciless beating.
Lio Yunfei, Jiang Xiaofan, Wang Yishan...
These youths who had bravely volunteered to earn some glory for the East Courtyard were now all beaten black and blue.
Meanwhile, those West Courtyard brats were clearly trying to force Zhou Kai and Ling Feng into the fray, by brutally beating up the East Courtyard students without cutting down the Dragon Slayer Flag that defended the East Courtyard’s side, thus not ending the match.
Below the Sword Fighting Platform, in an open space not far away, a burly man with dark skin nonchalantly rested a glossy black spear on his shoulder, his gaze fixed on the Yellow Character Disciples fighting on the platform, watching the match with great interest.
Had anyone noticed the patch on their shoulders, they would recognize these guys as the "old birds" of Heavenly Position Academy, a group of A-class Disciples!
A tall, thin man with a square face approached, with a faint smile he said, "Captain, are you also interested in a match of this level? In my opinion, this batch from the East Courtyard doesn’t have any good seedlings."
Goo Tengfeng shook his head, pointed to Jiang Xiaofan who was trampled on the ground, and said calmly, "Don’t let momentary strength blind you. See that youth with the eyes of a wild wolf; he will certainly not be simple in the future. He might fill the defensive gap in our Sword Team."
"Him?" The tall, skinny man chuckled. "No way, he does seem pretty resilient, but his movements are too clumsy. Opponents can easily sidestep him, increasing the pressure on the rest of the team members’ defense."
"Never underestimate a man with that kind of eyes," Goo Tengfeng extended a finger, pointing at Zhou Kai, who was in a state of high anxiety below the platform, and continued, "Then look at that guy below there. His eyes are filled with a bestial rage. In their team, as long as they have him, they might be able to fight a more beautiful battle!"
"Oh? Captain, do you mean he can turn the tide?" The square-faced man seemed surprised.
"To some extent, yes," Goo Tengfeng nodded slightly, "but relying on him alone, although it can boost the team’s morale, to truly win... tough!"
"They’re all Yellow Character Disciples after all, indeed too green."
Goo Tengfeng sighed softly, "Alas, our East Courtyard Sword Team still lacks a real swordsman! A person who is the soul!"
At that moment, a West Courtyard student kicked down another East Courtyard student, leaving only Jiang Xiaofan, Lio Yunfei, and Wang Yishan to continue their hard fight on the platform.
Other academies had already been intimidated by the West Courtyard students’ savage beatings and didn’t dare step up. (As for Ouyang Jing, although his strength was somewhat better than Jiang Xiaofan’s, his resilience was far inferior, and he had long been knocked unconscious.)
Yet, Su Qing Xuan absolutely refused to let Zhou Kai join the fight, causing him great distress.
"Big brother, when will you come?!"
On the Sword Fighting Platform, Jiang Xiaofan clenched his fists tightly, his face and body all bruised and battered, enduring the mad revenge of He Zhonglei and his henchmen.
"Ling Feng! Ling Feng! You bastard, come out here!"
Qin Wanwan charged into Tianshu East Courtyard, immediately cursing and shouting loudly.
At this moment, almost all the East Courtyard students had gathered under the Sword Fighting Platform, so the entire residential area was eerily quiet.
Otherwise, such a delicate beauty stepping into the male students’ living area would surely cause a sensation.
"Ling Feng, you come out here! Your brothers are about to get beaten to death! Won’t you come out?"
Qin Wanwan cursed increasingly angrily, this guy, usually so full of himself, was nowhere to be found when it really mattered!
Coincidentally, at this very moment, Ling Feng had just been tossed back to the Tianshu East Courtyard by Elder Yan Cangtian, and from a distance, he could hear that woman Qin Wanwan clamoring and looking for him.
Ling Feng frowned, thinking to himself, this crazy woman, I haven’t messed with her, have I?
Elder Yan Cangtian raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Yo, you lucky fellow, that little girl looking for you is quite a beauty indeed! For a moment, she even reminded me of the former number one beauty of the Heavenly Position Academy!"
"The former number one beauty?"
"Mhm." Elder Yan Cangtian nodded, "Speaking of which, it was about four or five decades ago. Ah, it’s a shame she’s now the... eh, let’s not talk about it anymore! Better left unsaid!"
Seeing Elder Yan Cangtian’s nostalgic expression, Ling Feng secretly conjectured that the Empress Dowager of the Sky White Empire might be this old fellow’s first love...
"Kid, your little wife is here looking for you, let’s go down!" Elder Yan Cangtian suddenly chuckled again.
"What little wife!" Ling Feng rolled his eyes, expressing speechlessly, "I have nothing to do with that woman! I’m better off going somewhere else."
While talking, he suddenly heard Qin Wanwan saying his brothers were about to be killed, and he suddenly remembered, yesterday, He Zhonglei seemed to have mentioned challenging the East Courtyard in the name of the West Courtyard.
"Darn it, how could I forget about this!"
Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably, so engrossed in the "Skyfire Avenue Technique" that he had forgotten such an important matter.
"Elder Yan, let me down, I need to find out what’s going on!" Ling Feng urged hurriedly.
"Alright, I’m off then. If you encounter any trouble, just drop my name, hmph hmph, within the Heavenly Position Academy, there’s no one that wouldn’t give me some respect!" Elder Yan Cangtian casually tossed Ling Feng to the entrance of the Tianshu East Courtyard, and with a flicker, vanished in the blink of an eye.
Ling Feng, anxious in his heart, immediately rushed into the courtyard and asked in a firm voice, "Qin Wanwan, what are you looking for me for? And what did you mean by your words just now?"
Upon seeing Ling Feng emerge, Qin Wanwan dashed to his side in one swift move, grabbing his arm excitedly, "There’s no time, let’s talk while we walk!"
Ling Feng had already guessed the general situation, and with Qin Wanwan babbling incessantly beside him, he became increasingly anxious. He grabbed Qin Wanwan’s arm in return, powered up to full speed, and rushed toward the Sword Fighting Arena.
Roughly seven and a half minutes later, Ling Feng finally arrived at the Sword Fighting Arena.
From afar, Ling Feng saw on the Sword Fighting Platform, his third brother, Jiang Xiaofan, being stepped on underfoot by He Zhonglei, that bastard son of a bitch, and his already less-than-handsome face was beaten to look like a pig’s head.
Not only that, in the rest camp of the East Courtyard, there were already more than a dozen students wrapped in bandages, moaning and groaning.
And his second brother, Ouyang Jing, who was always chattering non-stop in his ear, was actually knocked out cold.
This was not a match, it was outright provocation!
Rage ignited in Ling Feng’s chest.
He clenched his fists tightly, and a voice as cold as the blade of a knife came out of his mouth, "He—Zhong—Lei!"