The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 769: Creating a Miracle

Li Yunting understood perfectly well that Sun Wei, on his own, stood no chance against Ling Feng. However, with Yue Yunlan's support, there was still a sliver of hope.

As long as those two could hold out until reinforcements arrived, the match wasn't over yet!

Sun Wei clenched his sword tightly. Though he had stayed out of the fight until now, preserving most of his stamina, that slight advantage was nowhere near enough to bridge the overwhelming gap between him and Ling Feng.

"Finally here, huh?"

In contrast, Yue Yunlan, the flag keeper, showed little panic.

"Sun Wei, work with my Mystical Thunder Sealing Array to stop Ling Feng! As long as we hold out until the captain returns, there's still a chance!"

Without hesitation, Yue Yunlan formed a hand seal and deployed an array in the flag-guarding area, using mystical thunder to block Ling Feng's advance.

Though she genuinely wished for Ling Feng's victory, she had already vowed not to go easy on him.

"Understood!"

Hearing Yue Yunlan's words, Sun Wei steadied himself and charged forward. With her assistance, he might actually have a shot at stopping Ling Feng.

Every second they bought was another chance.

"A Mystical Thunder Sealing Array, huh?"

Ling Feng's sword-like brows lifted slightly. Without dodging, he charged straight into the array.

Crack!

In an instant, the power of the array surged. Thunder energy condensed into five bolts of mystical thunder, crashing down upon Ling Feng's head.

"Mr. Ling, my mystical thunder array may not compare to the real thing, but even a Spiritual Element Realm late-stage expert would suffer if they tried to resist it head-on!"

Seeing Ling Feng recklessly charge into her formation, Yue Yunlan bit her lip and shouted a warning.

This array might have been ineffective against Li Bufan, but against Ling Feng...

Boom!

Thunder roared, but in the next instant, Ling Feng emerged unscathed from the five bolts. With a swift slash of his sword, he sent Sun Wei—who had been standing frozen—hurtling backward. Then, moving like a phantom, he slipped past Yue Yunlan's defenses.

Yue Yunlan was stunned. How is Ling Feng completely unaffected by the thunder?

She had no idea what he had endured in the Battlefield of the Gods and Demons—the relentless tempering of thunder and fire, surviving even Heaven's Jealousy Mystical Thunder. A mere mystical thunder array was nothing to him.

Not just her—even during his fierce battle against Mu Liufeng, who had fallen into qi deviation, Ling Feng had seemingly taken countless hits, his body covered in wounds. Yet, they were nothing more than flesh wounds.

It was precisely this extraordinary physical resilience that allowed Ling Feng to withstand Mu Liufeng's attacks while still performing the Golden Needle Qi Transfer to save his life.

Otherwise, if he had been struggling just to protect himself, he might not have been able to rescue Mu Liufeng at all.

"Thanks for the match, Miss Yue!"

In the brief moment Yue Yunlan was stunned, Ling Feng's figure had already appeared behind her like a specter. Raising his sword high, he brought it down with a ruthless slash.

Clang!

A metallic clang rang out as a flying sword shot in, knocking Ling Feng back several steps. Turning, he saw that Li Yunting had hurled his own sword at the critical moment, deflecting Ling Feng's decisive strike and staving off defeat.

"Damn it! So close! Just a little more!"

"Unbelievable! The sword was already about to land, yet Li Yunting still managed to block it!"

The crowd below stomped their feet in frustration. Who would have expected Central Court's Sword Team to be this tenacious, hanging on by a thread?

Wang Yishan, Ouyang Jing, and the others nearly spat blood. They had already brought out wine jars, ready to celebrate!

"Argh! This is killing me! How was that blocked?!"

Deng Yongshi clung to her grandfather, shaking him so vigorously that she nearly made General Deng dizzy.

"Well, even if that strike didn't succeed, at least we get to keep watching! Haha!"

"Right, right! Such an exciting match—I don't want it to end so soon!"

"Hahaha, same here!"

Up in the judges' seats, the referees' hearts had been in their throats.

Li Yunting's sword truly was a divine intervention!

"Incredible, absolutely incredible!"

"Both teams are so strong. It's a shame we can't call it a draw—how great would it be if both could advance to compete against other academies?"

For the members of the other sword teams, watching this match made them realize the overwhelming gap between themselves and both Central Court's Sword Team and East Court's Sword Team.

...

On the sword fighting platform.

"Phew..."

Seeing Ling Feng forced back by his sword, Li Yunting finally exhaled in relief. They had barely made it in time.

"Junior Sister Yue!"

Li Yunting roared, urging Yue Yunlan to intercept Ling Feng. But before he even finished speaking, she had already seized the moment to strike.

Yue Yunlan's flexible sword shimmered as it lashed out like a serpent flicking its tongue, striking straight for Ling Feng's face. At the same time, Li Yunting charged in, while Li Bufan and Gu Tengfeng closed the distance in an instant. Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaofan remained firmly in place, standing guard before Xue Xiaolin as per Gu Tengfeng's orders.

Crack!

The earth split as a figure shot up from the dust.

Though Mu Liufeng had been slashed and was coughing blood, he gritted his teeth and forced himself back into the fight.

However, in his current state, he could barely hold on. Jiang Xiaofan alone was enough to keep him at bay.

"As expected of a battle-hardened elite team. Not easy to deal with!"

Ling Feng parried Yue Yunlan's attack just as Li Yunting recalled his sword and slashed at him. The coordination of this team was flawless, seamless to the point of perfection.

In comparison, despite months of training together, Ling Feng's team still couldn't match the Central Court Sword Team in teamwork.

"Bufan, find a way to cut down their battle flag. Leave Captain Li to me!"

Ling Feng arched a brow and thrust his sword toward Li Yunting. On one hand, Li Yunting was his most formidable opponent at the moment; on the other, this move allowed him to avoid a direct clash with Yue Yunlan.

Unlike Ling Feng, Li Bufan had no reservations. Though they had agreed to fight seriously, Ling Feng still found it hard to go all-out against Yue Yunlan.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

For a moment, the two sword teams were locked in chaotic combat again. However, with the Central Court Sword Team missing Mu Liufeng as a key fighter and Ling Feng firmly suppressing Li Yunting, the outcome became increasingly clear.

Li Bufan didn't share Ling Feng's hesitation when it came to women. Moreover, his Wind and Thunder physique completely countered Yue Yunlan's water-based true qi. Even with Sun Wei assisting her, they were both defeated by Li Bufan within a dozen exchanges.

Snap!

Finally, with a decisive slash from Li Bufan's sword, the Purple Dragon Battle Flag of the Central Court Sword Team toppled.

"East Court's Sword Team—victory!"

As the referee's voice boomed, it marked the conclusion of the Five Courts' Sword Team Grand Competition at Tianwei Academy.

The dark horse of the season, the unstoppable East Court's Sword Team, had finally defeated the undefeatable Central Court Sword Team—creating a miracle of their own!