"Instructor Leng, please wait a moment!"
The man in the black robe quickly walked over with the young man, stopping ten meters away from the left side of the high platform. "Instructor Leng, did you receive the document sent by the academic office a few days ago?"
"It’s Academician Xia!" Leng Jianfeng grinned, touched the beard on his chin, and said, "Heh, I should have received it..."
Xia Zhengtao frowned and glanced sideways at Leng Jianfeng, his eyebrows furrowing. "Instructor Leng, I’m not criticizing you, but you..."
Seeing all the students present, Xia Zhengtao sighed softly, "Never mind, I’ve already brought the person here. This is the ninth son of the Grand Commandant Lee Family, Lee Bufan, who missed the entry-level assessment selection due to some issues. Since the ten ’Hidden Dragon Talents’ have already been sent to that place, he was temporarily assigned to your East Courtyard. Is that okay?"
"Lee Bufan..." The Devil Instructor squinted his eyes, surveying the young man beside Xia Zhengtao with a playful smile on his lips. It seems that this year’s batch of Yellow Character Disciples are getting more and more bizarre.
"Esteemed nephew Bufan, this is the instructor of the East Courtyard, Leng Jianfeng. From now on, you’ll train together with the students in the East Courtyard," Xia Zhengtao turned his head toward Lee Bufan, his voice carrying a hint of solicitation.
Given Xia Zhengtao’s status, as a scholar of the Heavenly Position Academy, his position was considerably high, yet he still sought the opinion of this young man, indicating that this person’s background was extraordinary.
Indeed, as Xia Zhengtao had just mentioned, this Lee Bufan was the ninth son of the Grand Commandant Lee.
In the Sky White Empire, the Three Grand Ministers and Nine Ministers system was implemented. Among the Three Grand Ministers were: the Prime Minister, the Grand Commandant, and the Imperial Censor.
This Grand Commandant Lee, as one of the Three Grand Ministers, illustrated the prominence of the Lee Family.
Lee Bufan glanced at Leng Jianfeng and said indifferently, "The weak do not have the right to teach me! Defeat me, and I will stay!"
His words had not yet settled when the students below all gasped in shock.
This student was perhaps overly arrogant, daring to disregard even Leng Jianfeng!
Leng Jianfeng, rather than being provoked, burst into laughter. "Boy, you are arrogant, I like it!"
"So, are you accepting my challenge?" The cold, detached voice of Lee Bufan, devoid of any emotional fluctuations, was like a millennium-old Xuanbing, bone-chillingly cold.
"Boy, you are still too green to fight with me," Leng Jianfeng pointed his finger at Ling Feng, grinning, "You need to defeat him first to earn the right to battle me!"
In an instant, countless eyes turned towards Ling Feng.
"Is this instructor using me as a shield?"
Ling Feng touched his nose, his eyes blazing with a fiery combat spirit!
He had a premonition that this Lee Bufan was no ordinary person but a formidable opponent worth unleashing his true power.
The scholar who had brought Lee Bufan, Xia Zhengtao, couldn’t help but twitch his eyelid: "What a joke, Lee Bufan is genuinely a ’Hidden Dragon Talent’!"
The so-called Hidden Dragon Talent referred to, each year at enrollment, the top ten super prodigies with comprehensive talent, essentially different from ordinary students.
Had it not been for Lee Bufan receiving a great opportunity during the enrollment assessment period, falling into deep sleep for an entire month, he would have already been listed among the top ten Hidden Dragon Talents and sent to that secret location in the Heavenly Position Academy for special training.
Yet, Leng Jianfeng had the audacity to match a regular prodigy against a Hidden Dragon Talent.
Xia Zhengtao shook his head, thinking to himself: it seems like Leng Jianfeng has no idea just how terrifying a Hidden Dragon Talent can be!
Lee Bufan’s gaze, following Leng Jianfeng’s pointing finger, looked towards Ling Feng.
The next moment, his lips curled into a slight arc. "You, indeed, are worthy of battling me!"
Under the watchful eyes of all, Lee Bufan took steps one by one onto the high platform, stopping a hundred paces away from Ling Feng, and stood firmly.
The two great young prodigies, facing each other, between them, a fierce clash of powerful auras ensued!
"Look, that guy is going to battle Chief Ling!"
"Such a fearsome aura, I feel like I can hardly keep standing!"
The students below, without exception, grew pale and trembled under the overwhelming pressure sweeping through them.
Even the elites on the stage, whom Leng Jianfeng had selected, couldn’t help but retreat over a dozen steps, daring not approach the range where the two auras clashed.
"Lio Yunfei, the Ninth Son..."
Lio Yunfei seemed thoughtful when suddenly, his eyes brightened, and he turned his head to look at his cousin Qin Wanwan and said gravely, "I understand now, this Lee Bufan is the ’Little Sword God’ known as Lee Bufan! The Lee Family’s Little Sword God!"
Qin Wanwan’s large, beautiful eyes blinked, suddenly realizing, "Ah? It’s him..."
Started learning swordsmanship at six, comprehended the Sword Dao at nine, and perceived the Sword Intent at twelve!
He was the young genius famous in the Imperial City, known as the "Little Sword God," a prodigy in the way of the sword.
His reputation might not be as resounding as Yaan Jinghong, who was called an "Empire Legend," but in the Imperial City, no one was unaware of the name "Little Sword God." Lee Bufan was also the pride of the Grand Commandant Mansion, regarded as the next Family Head in training!
A blush inexplicably rose on Qin Wanwan’s face.
She suddenly remembered when she was eleven or twelve years old, a cold and aloof young boy had appeared in Jiaangdu and made a name for himself in a single battle.
That boy was Lee Bufan, and he was also the secret crush she had never forgotten during her years of adolescence...
"Cousin, if this guy really is the Little Sword God, then isn’t he your..."
Before Lio Yunfei could finish, Qin Wanwan put her hand over his mouth, "Lio Yunfei, if you’re not afraid of dying, then go on!"
Lio Yunfei quickly shook his head, pulled away Qin Wanwan’s hand, and gasped for breath, "Cousin, you hit too hard!"
"Hmph!" Qin Wanwan crossed her arms and pouted, "Anyway, you aren’t allowed to talk nonsense!"
"If you say so." Lio Yunfei’s gaze returned to the center of the high stage.
While they had been speaking, Ling Feng and Lee Bufan had already slowly drawn their swords and stood at one corner of the high stage.
For a long time! A long time!
Finally, Lee Bufan moved, a curve arising on his lips, "You indeed are an opponent worth drawing my sword for!"
"You’re not bad either, make your move!"
Ling Feng felt the fighting spirit within him had completely ignited, transforming into a blazing fire that couldn’t be contained.
A striking flash of cold light suddenly burst forth on the high stage.
A sword strike came as if a Sword God had descended; the flash of cold light was as elusive as an antelope hanging on its horns!
All the students, even Leng Jianfeng, secretly admired this teenager’s demon-like prowess!
Little Sword God Lee Bufan, swift as a specter, his movement technique astonishingly matched Ling Feng’s Carefree Sword Step!
In the blink of an eye,
A loud boom, as swords crossed, two young geniuses stepped past one another and suddenly turned around, their gazes locking.
This sword strike, evenly matched!