The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 209: East Court vs. West Court!

"Wow, he's so handsome! Could he be another mentor?"

Whispers among the female students began to circulate, their eyes sparkling with admiration. It had to be admitted that the man standing at the doorway, a mentor, possessed a striking handsomeness and a debonair demeanor that easily charmed women.

However, Qin Wanwan harbored an inexplicable aversion towards him. She had grown tired of the countless men who had surrounded her with flattery since childhood, especially those young men who believed their good looks alone could win a girl's heart.

"Mentor Li, do you require assistance?"

Su Qingxuan's tone remained neutral, emanating a sense of distance.

She, much like Qin Wanwan, harbored no fondness for this handsome mentor, especially given his repeated harassment, which had begun to wear on her patience.

Li Muqing, a martial arts instructor from the West Court, heard suggestions from He Zhonglei and a few others about organizing a sword fighting competition between them and the students of the East Court. Recognizing it as a good opportunity to approach Su Qingxuan, he didn't hesitate and promptly made his way over.

While he could have discussed the matter with the devil instructor, Leng Jianfeng, he instead chose to approach Su Qingxuan, making his intentions quite clear.

"I suggest organizing a team-based sword fighting competition between the East and West Court students to foster a competitive environment among the yellow-tier students," he proposed.

"Uhh..." Su Qingxuan furrowed her brow. "Shouldn't you discuss this with Instructor Leng?"

"But Mentor Su, you oversee the East Court, don't you? This proposal would benefit students from both courts. Would you really refuse?" Li Muqing smiled faintly.

Su Qingxuan hesitated, glancing at the students in the classroom. Seeing many eager faces and some female students nodding in agreement, she considered that a sword fighting competition between the two courts could indeed promote the competitive spirit encouraged by Tianwei Academy.

"Alright," Su Qingxuan nodded. "When would be a suitable time to start?"

"Now!" Li Muqing briskly walked over to Su Qingxuan's side, making a gentlemanly gesture of "please" and smiled, "I've already arranged everything, including booking the sword fighting arena. We're just waiting for the students from your East Court to join."

"Hmph, I'll let the folks from the West Court know how formidable our East Court students are!" Wang Yishan rubbed his hands together eagerly, displaying his readiness.

"I want to participate too!" Jiang Xiaofan raised his hand enthusiastically, completely forgetting about the possible schemes of He Zhonglei and his group.

Only Ouyang Jing furrowed his brow slightly, thinking about He Zhonglei's ominous words from yesterday. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Big Brother, oh Big Brother, why did you suddenly disappear at such a critical moment?

"Hehe!" Seeing the eager demeanor of the East Court students, Li Muqing's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning. He thought to himself, "Very well, you all better 'take care' of yourselves!"

...

About half a quarter-hour later.

"This is outrageous! This isn't a competition; it's blatant assault!"

A strong protest erupted among the students of the East Court.

It turns out that those from the West Court had actually brought in mystical-tier students from their faction!

They were students from Li Muqing's previous batch, and they were now shamelessly engaging in sword duels with the yellow-tier students.

Furthermore, according to the rules of the team-based sword fighting competition, each side had to send out five participants to defend their base with either the Eagle Flag or the Dragon Flag. Victory was declared once they managed to topple the opponent's flag.

This set of rules was actually a simplified form of warfare between two opposing forces.

The four major academies in the imperial capital were places where talents were cultivated for the Tianbai Empire, not just simple martial warriors. This team-based flag defense strategy could be considered a perfect combination of force and tactics.

At that moment, the East Court side was guarding the golden battle dragon flag. All their five members were suppressed, making it very easy for the students from the West Court to knock down their battle dragon flag and win the sword fighting competition.

However, they purposely refused to topple the battle dragon flag, opting instead to ruthlessly attack the students of the East Court.

"This is too much! You guys are despicable and shameless!"

The students from the East Court were filled with anger, while those from the West Court burst into laughter.

"You fools! If you have the guts, go invite some seniors from the previous year! Do you even have that kind of prestige?"

"Exactly! The Sword Fighting Arena is meant for testing strength. If you can't handle it, then take the hits!"

"That's right, if you're afraid of getting hit, just surrender and crawl away!"

The students from the West Court jeered wildly, with He Zhonglei standing on the sword fighting platform, stepping on Jiang Xiaofan. Scanning the area below, he shouted, "Damn it, where's Ling Feng? What about Zhou Kai? They were so arrogant yesterday, but today they're hiding? Turned into cowardly turtles?"

He Zhonglei's older brother, being a sky-tier student, had some influence in the Tianwei Academy. With just four mystical-tier students, he easily dominated the situation, completely overpowering the East Court.

While this tactic may be despicable, it was clearly outlined in the rules. The team matches between the West Court and the East Court did not specify that they were exclusive to yellow-tier students.

"Damn, this is outrageous!" exclaimed Qin Wanwan, her anger evident as she rolled up her sleeves. "Why aren't you able to challenge a mysical-tier student? Cousin, are you even a man? Get up and fight!"

Liu Yunfei on the sword fighting platform felt tears welling up in his eyes. Although he had unlocked ten meridian gates, equivalent to the peak of the Pulse Formation Realm, his opponent had not only opened fifteen meridian gates but also trained at Tianwei Academy for a whole year!

Such a disparity couldn't be easily bridged.

"Mentor Su, let me go!" pleaded Zhou Kai, finally unable to contain his frustration, his fists clenched tightly. "Even if I end up beaten to death, I'll sink my teeth into that bastard He Zhonglei's flesh!"

"No!" Su Qingxuan frowned, sternly refusing Zhou Kai's request.

"For now, this is still a team-based sword fighting competition, so your participation would essentially turn it into a private fight! I've heard about your situation, and you can't just resort to violence to solve problems!"

"But Professor Su, they're already resorting to violence. I can't just stand by and watch my classmates get beaten up because of me!" Zhou Kai clenched his fist tightly, his eyes sharp and cold like daggers.

"Anyway, my decision stands!" Su Qingxuan said firmly, biting her lip. She didn't want any of her students to end up severely injured or killed.

After all, if someone got seriously injured on the sword fighting platform, the other party wouldn't be held accountable.

"Damn it! Damn it! Where the hell is Ling Feng at a time like this?"

Qin Wanwan stomped her foot. In this situation, thoughts of Ling Feng couldn't help but cross her mind.

"Yes, as the chief of the East Court, Ling Feng has a duty to uphold the dignity of our East Court!" Su Qingxuan's eyes gleamed. She had glimpsed Ling Feng from afar on several occasions, and even Leng Jianfeng, who rarely praised others, had complimented him. Perhaps this young man could change the course of events.

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"Wanwan, go and find Ling Feng for me. No matter what, you must bring him back to me!" Su Qingxuan's expression was solemn as she spoke with great seriousness.

"Understood!" Driven by anger, Qin Wanwan cast aside her personal grudges with Ling Feng and sprinted towards the Tianshu East Court.

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