Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 314 Royal Sword Squad! (2 more)
"Thank you, Yang Zhan!"

Gu Tengfeng bowed to Yang Zhan, after all, he was the one who invited Yang Zhan to test the newcomer Ling Feng, and Yang Zhan was also very generous, agreeing to Gu Tengfeng's request immediately.

Although the competitive atmosphere among the five houses is very strong, it does not affect each other and become friends.

"Gu Tengfeng, your team members..." Yang Zhan said with a bitter smile, "They have grown up so fast! The morale of the whole team is completely different!"

"Hahaha..." Gu Teng laughed loudly, "If nothing changes, can I ask you to test their abilities?"

"You bastard!" Yang Zhan sighed softly, "Are you satisfied now? Fortunately, I thought I could teach the newcomers in your team a good lesson and let them know the cruelty of the sword fighting arena. Unexpectedly... "

Yang Zhan paused, feeling powerless again, "This sword fighting arena is really cruel!"

"You don't have to hide it anymore. If the guy in your team hadn't gone out to perform a mission, with his joining, the level of your second team in the North Campus could be raised to another level."

"If you lose, you lose. I, Yang Zhan, am not someone who can afford to lose."

Yang Zhan shook his head, "Alright Gu Tengfeng, I hope you can realize your dream this time, and really have a peak battle with that royal team!"

"Royal Sword Team!"

A ray of light flashed in Gu Teng's windy eyes, but he quickly restrained himself, "Even if there is a chance, I will definitely do it!"

Yang Zhan felt the domineering aura around Gu Tengfeng, and his heart skipped a beat. Does this Gu Tengfeng really want to challenge the Royal Sword Team?

I just complimented him, this guy really doesn't understand the reality!

No one can challenge the majesty of the Royal Sword Team!

Because the captain of the Royal Sword Team is the most stunning fourth prince of the imperial family, and one of the members of the Royal Sword Team is the legendary figure of the Empire, Yan Jinghong!
It can be said that the Imperial Sword Team has assembled the elites of the four universities, coupled with the genius of the royal family, such a team is invincible!

Even if the East Academy Sword Team has Ling Feng and Li Bufan, two rookies with extraordinary potential, but want to defeat the Royal Sword Team?
Simply a daydream!
After all, if one wants to be qualified to challenge the Royal Sword Team, one must first win the team sword fighting competition of the four universities and become the strongest sword team before declaring war on the Royal Sword Team.

This kind of difficulty, for the always weak First Sword Team, is no less than turning the world upside down, sinking the sun and the moon!

"Then... I wish you good luck!" Yang Zhan put the sword back into the Naling Ring, bowed to Gu Tengfeng again, and immediately left the venue with the members of the Second Team of the North Campus.

The practice match between the East Campus Sword Team and the North Campus No. [-] Team finally ended with the victory of the East Campus Sword Team.

And this news will soon spread throughout the Tianwei Academy, and even in the entire imperial capital, it will cause quite a stir.

After all, the Dongyuan sword team at the end of the Wannian crane actually won a team match without Gu Tengfeng playing!

This is the first major counterattack in the past five years!
"team leader!"

Members of the East School Sword Team rushed up to the sword fighting ring one by one excitedly, hugging each other with powerful hands, enjoying the joy of victory.

Of course, except for Li Bufan.

Li Bufan still stood aside indifferently, trying his best to keep calm.

However, anyone could see that the shock in his heart was no less than a magnitude [-] earthquake.

The honor and appreciation that Ling Feng received filled his heart with resentment.

He began to reflect, perhaps, he was really wrong.

What Yang Zhan said was right, the sword fighting arena has the survival rules of the sword fighting arena, and personal ability does not represent the level of the sword team!

Even Ling Feng won the final victory by cooperating with the team?
"Okay, the game is over, everyone go to the training room to gather, I have something to say to everyone."

Gu Tengfeng paused, looked at Li Bufan, and said seriously: "Bufan, you also want to come!"

Li Bufan nodded slightly. Although he didn't speak, it could be seen that he had already started to integrate into the team.

"Very good!" Gu Tengfeng was secretly delighted, and it seemed that Li Bufan had also begun to realize something.

Soon, the members of the East School Sword Team also left the venue, and the audience had to leave one after another.

"Haha, when Brother Feng comes back tonight, we must interrogate him carefully, what a treasure he got in the Fenglei Sword Tower!" Feng Mo laughed.

"Big brother's character, he will never forget us, and we can benefit a lot by sending out some natural treasures!" Ouyang Jing looked excited. Last time, Ling Feng gave them one. A bottle of purple radish spirit liquid, they only drank one or two drops every day, and they all felt that the speed of their cultivation was soaring like a rocket.

After three days, they basically opened one more pulse door. This kind of rocket speed will probably slow down after opening about twelve pulse doors.

Qin Wanwan stared at Ling Feng's back disappearing at the end of the venue, then looked away, and left the venue feeling a little disappointed.

For the first time, she felt ashamed in front of a man.

This proud white swan finally learned to bow its head in front of Ling Feng.

On the other hand, Lin Xian'er returned to the vice president's office excitedly, and she wanted to tell her teacher the good news.

Because she noticed that when her teacher saw Ling Feng's death list, she suddenly seemed to be in a daze, sighed and sighed all day long, and even explained something to her earnestly, as if it was better than death. Dad is still in pain.

If the teacher knows that Ling Feng is not dead, he will be very happy!

"Teacher, teacher!"

Lin Xian'er pushed open the door excitedly, only to find her teacher sitting behind her desk, with messy hair and dull eyes, as if her body had been hollowed out.

After all, Tong Chengtai is still an ordinary person, he is always worried that Yan Cangtian will kill him in a fit of anger, or if he does not give him the "antidote", then he will die!

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Tong Chengtai's appearance, Lin Xian'er was astonished. She had never seen her teacher in such a distressed state.

"Xian'er..." Tong Chengtai's voice was weak, "If the teacher dies one day, you remember to go to the third floor tile on the left of the study where I live. I buried a VIP card of the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce there. There are still 300 million crystal coins, which are all the private money saved by the teacher, and I gave it to you."

"Eh..." The corner of Lin Xian'er's mouth twitched slightly. She had always heard that her teacher was extremely fearful of guilt, but she didn't expect it to be true. As a dignified vice president, she only had such private money of 300 million crystal coins, so pitiful!
Ahem, it seems that I have gone astray!

Lin Xian'er quickly shook her head and said loudly, "Teacher, I'm here to tell you good news. Ling Feng is not dead!"

(End of this chapter)