The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 808: I Believe Too

Li Bufan agreed. As a teammate, his pride wouldn't allow him to dump all the pressure onto Ling Feng alone.

Wenyuan Academy's sword team also observed the strengths and weaknesses of both competing teams, contemplating countermeasures.

Comparatively, Wenyuan Academy leaned more toward scholarly pursuits. Though martial arts remained their focus, they had perennially ranked last among the four academies—failing to even secure third place for eight consecutive years, earning them the title of "Eternal Bottom-Dwellers."

This time, their goal was modest: clinch third place. That alone would suffice!

In the audience, countless spectators held their breaths. This match between Zhenlong Academy and Hailan Academy was even more intense than the first. Every eye remained glued to the stage, afraid of missing a single thrilling moment.

With both teams deadlocked, even the slightest move could tip the balance.

"Both Zhenlong Academy and Wenyuan Academy have improved significantly. Even if we hadn't been defeated by East Court's Sword Team, facing such opponents would still be incredibly tough."

Li Yunting and the rest of Central Court's sword team had also come to observe. In fact, nearly every sword team from the four major academies was present—studying strong teams was crucial for self-improvement.

"Still... I wish we could've fought them onstage, even if we'd lose."

Lu Qingshan clenched his fists, sighing heavily. Defeat would've brought not glory but mockery and scorn—something his pride struggled to accept.

Li Yunting lightly patted his companion's shoulder and said calmly, "For now, we are all just students of Tianwei Academy. This time, I hope our sword team can represent the academy and challenge the Royal Sword Team. More importantly... I believe Ling Feng can defeat them—shattering their so-called legend!"

"I believe it too."

Mu Liufeng blurted out uncharacteristically. He rarely acknowledged others, but Ling Feng was the first to earn his genuine respect.

Yue Yunlan smiled softly, her cherry lips parting. "Yes, I believe too."

"Alright, alright..." Lu Qingshan shrugged. "You're all singing the same tune while I end up the villain. I'm not that petty! I also hope that kid Ling Feng wins—brings glory to Tianwei Academy!"

"Haha..."

The Central Court sword team members exchanged smiles. At least as spectators, they could enjoy the matches without competitive pressure.

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Clang!

Another deafening crash sent sparks flying. Mo Wufeng manipulated eight swords simultaneously, momentarily trapping Hailan Academy's captain Cai Yan. With a thought, he sent one flying sword streaking toward their Black Tortoise battle flag—aiming to end the match decisively.

Yet Wan Jianyi saw through his ploy. In a flash, he intercepted the flying sword, while Cai Yan broke free from Mo Wufeng's restraint and slashed forward.

Another Zhenlong Academy member blocked the strike for his captain. Seizing the opening, Mo Wufeng lunged like a starving tiger toward Hailan Academy's flag zone.

"Not happening!"

Wan Jianyi's figure blurred as he intercepted Mo Wufeng. Ten thousand swords merged into one, barraging Mo Wufeng relentlessly.

Since they were stuck in Zhenlong Academy's rhythm, their only option was all-out defense—a battle of attrition!

Mo Wufeng gritted his teeth. Having lost the first round, another defeat here would cost them the entire match. Losing on the first day would devastate their morale.

"Go all in!"

Mo Wufeng clenched his jaw, reinforcing his body with augmented qi to withstand Wan Jianyi's strike head-on.

Thud!

Blood sprayed from Mo Wufeng's mouth, yet he surged forward—breaking past Wan Jianyi's blockade.

Wan Jianyi froze for a split second. By the time he gave chase, it was too late.

"Break!"

Mo Wufeng mustered his remaining strength, unleashing all eight swords simultaneously. As sword light crisscrossed, Hailan Academy's flag keeper was blasted away by the shockwaves.

Crack!

The Black Tortoise battle flag snapped in half.

This round—Mo Wufeng had clawed back victory!