"Kid, you're going to lose miserably!"
Ye Nanfeng stood tall like a lone wolf, his muscular frame exuding a suffocating aura.
Although East Court's sword team had always been at the bottom among the Five Courts, the members recruited into the sword team were undoubtedly the cream of the crop among East Court's students and boasted formidable strength.
Gu Tengfeng's request for Ling Feng to go easy on him stung Ye Nanfeng's pride.
Geniuses had their pride, and so did Ye Nanfeng!
Ling Feng remained composed, walking slowly to an open space ahead while drawing his Crimson-Fire Golden Wind sword.
"I admire your courage, newcomer, but within three moves, I will defeat you!"
Ye Nanfeng smirked coldly, stepping towards Ling Feng with each stride, his imposing aura growing stronger with each step. He fully intended to demonstrate overwhelming dominance to this newcomer.
"Damn, Old Yu. Ye Nanfeng rarely gets serious!" Lin Mochen, the disheveled youth, also put on his robe, observing the confrontation with keen interest.
"Gambling addict, do you want to bet on whether Ye Nanfeng can defeat the newcomer within three moves?"
The man known as 'Old Yu,' whose full name was Yu Sixian, sounded refined but was just as much a gambler and womanizer as Lin Mochen. They both had considerable strength.
These guys were all once considered hidden talents. While not top-tier, they were far stronger than ordinary geniuses.
"Of course I'm in!" Lin Mochen's eyes lit up at the mention of betting. "Come on, let's get the betting started! Ye Nanfeng versus the newbie!"
"Count me in! I'm betting on Ye Nanfeng!"
"Not so fast. The captain said the newcomer is definitely not ordinary. I'll bet on the newcomer!"
Gu Tengfeng was fed up with the chaos and kicked out. "All of you, shut the hell up!"
Xue Xiaolin sighed softly. If they were counting on this bunch, Gu Tengfeng's efforts in his final year might all go to waste during the Five Courts' sword team competition.
Once upon a time, each of these youths were filled with fiery enthusiasm, but the harsh reality had turned them into despondent individuals.
Indeed, the overall strength of East Court's Sword Team was far too weak!
Dreams seemed too distant to reach...
Ye Nanfeng's aura had reached its peak. Ling Feng stood with one hand behind his back, and his Crimson-Fire Golden Wind sword slanted towards the ground, showing no intention of striking first.
"You're quite arrogant! But arrogance requires the skill to back it!"
Ye Nanfeng's eyebrows raised. In an instant, he pushed off the ground with both legs, unleashing a terrifying burst of energy. Like a tiger descending a mountain, he lunged forward, his long sword gleaming like fangs.
With a flicker of purple lightning, Ye Nanfeng's sword swung out like lightning, unbelievably fast.
"Such incredible speed!"
Ling Feng squinted. A sky-tier student was indeed a sky-tier student, and Ye Nanfeng, being a member of the first team, was not like the ordinary bunch.
His strength might even surpass He Zhongjie's.
No wonder Gu Tengfeng set a limit of three moves; he was counting on his explosive power.
Within three moves, he would definitely not lose to Ye Nanfeng.
Ling Feng silently admired Gu Tengfeng's insight and became even more certain that joining East Court's Sword Team was the right decision.
Sharp sword qi came rushing towards him!
Ye Nanfeng's sword erupted like madness, stirring up a whirlwind that billowed Ling Feng's robe and sent his dark hair dancing wildly.
However, Ling Feng remained unusually calm. In an instant, he formed a hand seal!
"The first lock, open!"
Like a flood bursting its banks, Ling Feng's energy exploded in an instant, surging more than tenfold!
Ye Nanfeng's expression changed as the thrust of his sword seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, causing the blade to tremble and veer off course by three inches!
"This..." Ye Nanfeng realized he had underestimated this newcomer. Ling Feng's explosive power was indeed unimaginably strong!
"This burst of power!"
Gu Tengfeng became excited. The last time he saw Ling Feng in the sword fighting arena, bursting with power against four opponents, he suspected Ling Feng had used a similar technique.
Standing beside Gu Tengfeng, Xue Xiaolin couldn't help but feel her heart race.
"H-How could there be such terrifying explosive power? Ling Feng's qi, which was at the sixth level, instantly surged to the fortieth level!"
It was simply unbelievable and mind-boggling!
Yet, this was the reality witnessed with their own eyes!
In an instant, within a radius of three zhang, due to Ling Feng's powerful aura a raging hurricane kicked up around him.
Ye Nanfeng silently activated his true qi. His robe was fluttering wildly, even torn apart by the sharp wind blades.
The terrifying winds passed in an instant, and Ling Feng's aura immediately stabilized. A slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He hadn't opened his Primordial Lock properly in a month, and this time fully unlocking it made him release such a terrifying burst of energy.
The three-zhang qi wall just now even startled himself.
"Good lad!" Ye Nanfeng tightened his grip on the long sword, no longer daring to be careless. His eyes locked onto Ling Feng. "Since that's the case, I won't hold back anymore, Kid. Watch out!"
There was no longer any contempt in Ye Nanfeng's tone. He now regarded Ling Feng as an equal opponent.
Ling Feng stood proudly, unmoving like a mountain while subtly assuming the stance of Eight Direction Shatter Abyss.
It's evident that Ye Nanfeng was a speed-type martial artist. When facing him in combat, one must either overpower him with strength or match his speed!
Eight Direction Shatter Abyss was a top-tier sword technique in the fast sword style.
A faint flame emanated from Ling Feng's palm.
Facing an opponent like Ye Nanfeng, Ling Feng didn't dare to be complacent.
Once again, members of East Court's sword team stood dumbfounded.
They had seen attribute true qi before, but for a Pulse Formation Realm martial artist to possess Earth-Fire true qi at the level of a demon lord was simply astounding!
"Perhaps this young man really can change the situation of our East Court's sword team!" Hope flickered in Xue Xiaolin's beautiful eyes.
Perhaps this year, East Court's sword team won't be eliminated in the first round!
Ye Nanfeng felt as if he were in a furnace of hell, and was drenched in sweat. His face was quite animated at the moment.
He never imagined that this mere yellow-tier student could be so extraordinary.
"Damn it, were the ones in charge of recruiting this year out of their minds? How could such a freak not be among the top ten hidden talents!?"
Ye Nanfeng regretted it inwardly. If he were to be beaten by this newcomer today, he wouldn't know where to hide his face!