The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1415: Were Just Sparring

At that moment, a squad leader from a veteran elite team walked over. His gaze lingered on Fairy Qingping for a moment before shifting to Chu Tiange. With a faint smile, he said, "Junior brothers and sisters, I heard your team captured that barbarian general, Bo Ershu, alive. That's quite impressive!"

Everyone looked up at him. The man was Su Ming, a peak third-stage Human Emperor. Among all the elites in this operation, his strength ranked second only to the overall commander, Yin Jian.

Chu Tiange felt a little awkward and gave a bitter smile. "Senior Brother Su, you're joking. We just arrived. How could we possibly compare to all of you senior brothers?"

"How could that be?" Su Ming chuckled, his eyes drifting toward Ling Feng and Fairy Qingping. "I heard that Junior Sister Yu and Junior Brother Ling even entered the War Treasury and each picked out a valuable item. I've been in the Land of War for a whole year and never had that kind of privilege. If you say that, aren't you making fun of us senior brothers?"

"Uh..." Chu Tiange frowned slightly. It was obvious now that Su Ming was not here with good intentions.

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. The members behind Su Ming were all watching with amused expressions, clearly enjoying the scene.

Hehe!

Ling Feng let out a quiet scoff in his heart. He already understood what they were after.

A tree that stands out in the forest is the first to be struck by the wind.

He and Fairy Qingping had only been here a few days, yet they had already received rewards from Supreme Elder Xu. Naturally, that stirred up jealousy.

In the eyes of these veteran elites, newcomers like them had simply been lucky. They believed that if they had been given the same task, they would have done even better and gained even more.

Jealousy was a dangerous thing.

Inside the Hall of War and within the Mountain City, the higher-ups kept order. Even if people felt envious, they would not dare act on it. But once they left the Mountain City and entered the Dead Soul Devil Abyss, with no one to restrain them, those suppressed emotions surfaced on their own.

"I'm just joking, Junior Brother. No need to be nervous."

Su Ming laughed and patted Chu Tiange on the shoulder. "Since we have some time to spare, why don't we have a little spar to pass the time?"

"Uh..." Chu Tiange was held down firmly by Su Ming and could not move at all. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Senior Brother Su, how would we dare spar with you senior brothers?"

"It's just sparring. Nothing serious."

Su Ming's smile did not fade. "Junior Sister Yu, Junior Brother Ling, I heard you both exchanged for valuable items in the War Treasury. Why not take them out and give everyone an eye-opening look? We can spar a bit. If we happen to win a move or two, you hand over those items. Of course, if you win, we senior brothers will offer something of equal value. Just a friendly wager duel to make things more interesting!"

So that's his true intention!

Ling Feng sneered inwardly. This bastard clearly wanted to take the valuable items he and Fairy Qingping had obtained from the War Treasury. It might not be outright robbery, but it was not much different.

The surrounding disciples, whether veteran elites or members of Bai Qi and Kang Huailie's teams, all watched with interest.

Ling Feng and his group had drawn too much attention, and many had already grown dissatisfied.

Especially Yuwen Changkong, who stared at Ling Feng with a vicious grin, feeling a surge of satisfaction. Hehe, Ling Feng, I told you long ago, the Land of War is nothing like the Dongling Immortal Pool. Let's see if you can still act so arrogant here!

A sharp glint flashed in Yuwen Changkong's eyes as if he could already see Ling Feng being ruthlessly trampled underfoot by these veteran elites.

Only Yin Jian, the overall commander, sat on a distant boulder. He frowned slightly but said nothing.

There was no need to offend a key fighter like Su Ming over a few newcomers with little standing.

"Senior Brother Su, this isn't very appropriate, is it?"

Chu Tiange clenched his fists, feeling deeply frustrated. Back in the inner sect, he had ranked within the top thirty on the Creation Star Ranking. Yet here in the Land of War, he was constantly suppressed. Strength ruled everything. Even if he wanted to stand up for his team, he simply lacked the ability.

Pinned down by Su Ming, he could not even stand, let alone refuse. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"There's nothing inappropriate about it. It's just sparring."

Ling Feng rose to his feet and gave Chu Tiange a slight nod before speaking calmly, "We're all from the same sect. A little sparring to build rapport is perfectly fine."

"Haha, Junior Brother Ling is right!"

Su Ming burst into laughter. "Exactly. Sparring helps build relationships."

Only then did he "release" Chu Tiange. Looking at Ling Feng, he said, "Then it's settled!"

He waved toward his team. "Junior Brother Huang, come over and exchange a few moves with Junior Brother Ling. As for Junior Sister Yu, Junior Sister Ding will spar with her. Remember, this is just a sparring match. Don't hurt them."

"Hehe!" Junior Brother Huang grinned as he stepped forward, narrowing his eyes. "Of course!"

Another female disciple nodded. "Don't worry, Captain. I'll be careful!"

It was obvious both of them already believed they had Ling Feng and Yu Qingping completely under control. That was no surprise. Both had reached the Extreme Second Stage Human Emperor realm, and with their battlefield experience in the Land of War, dealing with two newcomers seemed like an easy task.

Yu Qingping bit her lip and shot Ling Feng an annoyed look, silently complaining. This is all your fault. You didn't even ask me before agreeing!

Ling Feng only shrugged. They were already being pushed this far. Was he supposed to endure it quietly?

Sorry, that was not Ling Feng's style!

"Junior Brother Ling, shall we?"

Junior Brother Huang leaped into an open area, drew his sword, and pointed it toward Ling Feng, his gaze filled with provocation.

On the other side, Junior Sister Ding walked gracefully forward and invited Fairy Qingping.

Their goal was clear. They wanted to ruthlessly suppress these two newcomers who had taken the spotlight and seize their spoils, making them understand just how cruel the rules of survival in the Land of War truly were!

The other disciples all gathered around. After three days of constant travel, they finally had something entertaining to watch.

"Junior Brother Ling... Sigh..."

Chu Tiange let out a quiet sigh, clenching his fists. As a team leader, he felt utterly useless.

Fairy Qingping glanced at Ling Feng, then at the aggressive veteran elites. A hint of anger flickered in her eyes.

Even a clay figure has its limits. She, Yu Qingping, was not someone to be bullied!

A faint smile played on Ling Feng's lips, carrying both amusement and mockery.

"Senior Sister Yu, since these senior brothers and sisters are so eager to spar, we might as well go along with it. For the sake of being from the same sect, let's give them a bit of guidance."

With that, Ling Feng leaped forward, his words shocking everyone present!

The crowd was stunned. His cultivation might not be high, but his confidence was anything but small!