The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 480: Li Yunting!

"Nine-Leaf Whispering Wind Grass tastes quite good when chewed!"

The despicable donkey's sharp eyes quickly spotted the herb. However, it wasn't in a hurry to act. After all, two mere Spiritual Element Realm geniuses were nothing in its eyes.

On the other hand, Ling Feng felt his blood boiling with excitement as he watched the battle between the two monsters, his eyes flickering with intense battle will.

Both of them were geniuses among geniuses and immediately sensed Ling Feng's aura, both casting a glance at him.

When they felt the overwhelming and irresistible power emanating from Ling Feng, their expressions changed. They both unleashed a wave of energy towards Ling Feng. They faintly sensed that this seemingly Pulse Formation Realm boy was definitely not simple!

As for the black donkey, they completely ignored it. In its normal state, the black donkey didn't deliberately emit its demon king-level pressure, so it looked no different from an ordinary black donkey. Only other demonic beasts could keenly sense the bloodline suppression from the despicable donkey.

Buzz!

Ling Feng's body trembled as he unleashed his Lingtian Sword Force, easily resisting the oppressive aura from the two.

"Sword force!" They exclaimed in unison, completely shocked that a mere Pulse Formation Realm martial artist could comprehend sword force!

"Who are you?" The man in black asked coldly, his face dark and stern.

"Just a nobody." Ling Feng shrugged. Though he felt proud, he wasn't unaware of his own limitations.

He knew very well that he didn't have the strength to compete with these two.

"A nobody? I think you're after the Nine-Leaf Whispering Wind Grass!" The man in black's eyes flashed with killing intent. Behind him, the illusion of the taotie roared and lunged at Ling Feng, intending to tear him apart.

The blue-robed youth, however, simply watched. He had his pride and despised taking advantage of the man in black's assault, let alone joining forces with him against Ling Feng.

"Hmph, using your first-refinement of a soul manifestation in front of this divine beast? Don't you find that laughable?"

Before Ling Feng could dodge with his movement art, the despicable donkey's eyes narrowed and glared at the taotie soul manifestation. With a bang, the taotie soul manifestation shattered instantly. As its owner, the man in black spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the despicable donkey in shock.

He couldn't comprehend how this black donkey could be a hidden peerless expert!

"The Nine-Leaf Whispering Wind Grass belongs to me!"

The despicable donkey stepped forward confidently onto the water. With a wave of its hoof, it pocketed the herb from the river.

The two monster geniuses, from start to finish, didn't dare make a move.

"Bullying the weak... What kind of skill is that?" The man in black wiped the blood from his mouth while speaking in a tone filled with hatred.

"This divine beast enjoys bullying the weak. What are you going to do about it?" The despicable donkey had no sense of honor; it only cared about obtaining treasures.

"The strong prey on the weak, so there's no reason to complain."

The blue-robed youth on the opposite bank wasn't as angry. He glanced at Ling Feng and said, "Judging by your attire, you seem to be a student of Tianwei Academy? Who are you? Could you be the Invincible War God, Mu Liufeng, that everyone talks about?"

"No, Mu Liufeng isn't that young! Could he be the Little Sword God, Li Bufan? But I saw Li Bufan from afar a few years ago, and he didn't look like this."

The blue-robed youth kept guessing Ling Feng's identity. In his eyes, someone with such terrifying talent couldn't possibly be an unknown figure.

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "From what you're saying, you're also a student of Tianwei Academy?"

"More or less," the blue-robed man replied, standing with his hands behind his back. Even just standing there, he exuded an extraordinary and aloof aura. He lifted his gaze slightly and said, "My name is Li Yunting."

"You are Li Yunting!?"

Ling Feng's eyes twitched. He had heard this name countless times from Gu Tengfeng, to the point where his ears were about to develop calluses.

Li Yunting was the captain of the Central Court sword team and a monster among monsters!

In fact, Li Yunting had left Tianwei Academy to travel alone for more than a year, yet no one could challenge his position as captain.

No one expected that after a year, Li Yunting would reappear and have already advanced to the Spiritual Element Realm.

If Gu Tengfeng knew about this, who knew if he'd still have the courage to challenge the East Court sword team.

Li Yunting glanced at Ling Feng indifferently. He wasn't surprised by Ling Feng's reaction. As a student of Tianwei Academy, not knowing the name Li Yunting would be the real oddity.

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly. To think that the captain of the Central Court sword team had already advanced to the Spiritual Element Realm. If he wanted to lead the East Court sword team to challenge the Royal Sword Team, the biggest obstacle would undoubtedly be Li Yunting!

And the man in black who fought against Li Yunting didn't seem to be any older than Li Yunting!

"Oh? Li Yunting, it seems I should congratulate Tianwei Academy on producing another talent," the man in black snorted lightly. "I, Yun Qianfan, will remember this grudge!"

Yun Qianfan clenched his fists. Knowing when to retreat, he swiftly used his movement art and disappeared without a trace.

Li Yunting's expression remained unchanged. He slowly retracted his soul manifestation into his body, looked at Ling Feng and finally asked, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Ling Feng shrugged. "I'm a newly admitted yellow-tier student this year. My name is Ling Feng."

"Ling Feng?" Li Yunting searched his memory for any genius he had encountered or heard of before, but none matched the name Ling Feng. Moreover, there didn't seem to be any prominent family with the surname Ling in the empire.

It seems this is a rising new star!

"Ling Feng, is it? I'll remember you." Li Yunting smiled faintly, not holding any grudge against Ling Feng for the loss of the Nine-Leaf Whispering Wind Grass. Not that it would have mattered if he did, anyway. "You are only at the Pulse Formation Realm but have already comprehended sword force. Your future accomplishments in the sword dao will surely not be beneath mine."

"Senior Brother Li, I want to know, who is Yun Qianfan?" Ling Feng asked.

"He's the captain of the strongest sword team from Zhenlong Academy and an old rival of mine," Li Yunting said, taking a deep breath and then looking up at the sky as if in a trance. He then murmured to himself, "Only half a year left. His goal should be the same as mine."

Several incredibly powerful figures flashed through Li Yunting's mind. Even though his sword team had once had the opportunity to challenge the Royal Sword Team, they had never defeated that legendary team.

This was his last year at Tianwei Academy, and he would use his remaining passion to achieve this nearly impossible dream.