"Miss, miss, big news!"
Qiaoqiao rushed into Yue Yunlan’s private garden in a flurry, panting, "Turns out that blockhead Ling Feng actually joined their East Courtyard Sword Team!"
Yue Yunlan was meditating quietly, her beautiful eyes shimmering with excitement when she heard this news.
"East Courtyard Sword Team, huh..."
Yue Yunlan’s lips curved into a smile, "That East Courtyard Sword Team’s captain, Goo Tengfeng, indeed is a very formidable figure. It’s just unfortunate that the East Courtyard has had such bad luck for four or five years in a row, with no talented individuals emerging, which is why Goo Tengfeng has been unable to advance to the second round in the Five Academy Sword Team competition. Naturally, he also hasn’t had the chance to compete with our Central Courtyard Sword Team."
"This time, if Ling Feng is added..."
"Pfft, even with Ling Feng, it’s no use." Qiaoqiao stuck out her tongue, "That blockhead is indeed very impressive, skilled in medicine, proficient in alchemy, and even his strength is quite terrifying. However, compared to A-class Disciples with more than fifty meridians, he’s definitely still at a considerable disadvantage. So, hehe..."
Qiaoqiao narrowed her eyes and laughed, quickly stepping behind Yue Yunlan, "So, miss, you needn’t worry about facing that blockhead Ling Feng in the Five Academy Sword Team competition."
Yue Yunlan turned and gave Qiaoqiao a glare, "You little wretch, one of these days I’ll cut out your tongue."
"Miss wouldn’t bear to do that." Qiaoqiao cooed, hugging Yue Yunlan’s arm and giggling.
"You!" Yue Yunlan extended a slender jade finger and lightly tapped Qiaoqiao’s forehead, "You’re not allowed to call Young Master Ling a blockhead anymore."
"Oh my, miss, your heart is already with Young Master Ling and you haven’t even married into his family?"
"You little brat, I won’t let you off!" Yue Yunlan, teased to blushing, reached out with both hands to tickle Qiaoqiao’s waist frantically, creating a rather titillating scene.
After horsing around for a while, Yue Yunlan finally released the laughing and breathless Qiaoqiao, resting her cheek on her hand by the dressing table, and looked in the mirror at her reflection, pursing her lips and muttering to herself, "But speaking of it, I actually do want to see the East Courtyard Sword Team clash with our Central Courtyard Sword Team during the Five Academy Sword Team competition."
"He’s always been one to create miracles. This time, surely he can do it, surely..."
After a day of training, by the time Ling Feng returned to the Tianshu East Courtyard, it was already dusk.
Jiang Xiaofan and Yang Jun were sparring in the courtyard. Seeing Ling Feng return, they both greeted him enthusiastically, each calling him "Brother Feng."
However, Ouyang Jing, who usually clung to Ling Feng the most, was conspicuously absent today.
"Eh? Xiao Fan, where’s your second brother?" Not seeing Ouyang Jing in the courtyard, Ling Feng couldn’t help but ask.
"Hey! That guy, he had already successfully made plans with Zhou Kai’s sister Zhou Yun last night to stroll by the river today. He who wanders by the river too often cannot stay dry..."
Feng Mo was saying when he suddenly noticed Zhou Kai’s darkening expression and quickly corrected himself, "I mean, cannot keep dry, keep dry..."
"It looks like that guy has made it, huh."
Ling Feng twisted his mouth, thinking this situation was good, as it saved Ouyang Jing from whining and asking him to help hit on girls later.
That guy wasn’t like himself, apparently born with some kind of destiny, nor did he have a powerful enemy like the Eastern Capital Yan Family to contend with. He could freely do as he wished.
"Brother, what did you and the guys from the Sword Team learn today? Did they teach you any fierce martial techniques?"
Jiang Xiaofan seemed to have little interest in matters of love. Instead, he was very curious about Ling Feng’s training for the day.
"We didn’t really learn any martial techniques, but we did go over a lot of strategic theory. Want me to share some with you?" Ling Feng said indifferently.
"Ah, if it involves using my brain, forget it." Jiang Xiaofan smiled wryly, then resumed sparring with "ho ho ha hei" against Yang Jun.
Yang Jun had humbled himself this time, studying directly under Jiang Xiaofan, hoping to receive guidance on martial techniques.
Although Jiang Xiaofan didn’t know how to teach, his combat skills were pretty formidable. His approach to teaching through sparring was still highly beneficial for Yang Jun.
Who could have imagined, upon first joining the Heavenly Rank Academy, that the once arrogant Yang Jun would become friendly with the "country bumpkin" Jiang Xiaofan.