The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 933: A New Legend

"Farewell, Your Majesty!"

The crowd immediately bowed to the Tianbai King. No one could have imagined that even an emperor would be forced to swallow his pride and allow his own son to be trampled underfoot.

Ling Feng understood perfectly well why the Tianbai King chose to endure this humiliation. The overwhelming number of Human Emperor experts supporting him made all the difference.

Among them were the sect leader of Cangqiong Sect, the formidable General Weiyuan, and even two reclusive Human Emperors from Tianmeng.

Ling Feng always distinguished clearly between gratitude and grudges. Today's debt of kindness would be remembered.

Only after the Tianbai King departed did the entire arena erupt in thunderous cheers.

"Ling Feng! Ling Feng!"

"..."

The crowd chanted fervently, shouting the names of Ling Feng, Li Bufan, and every member of Tianfeng Sword Team.

The undefeated legend of the Royal Sword Team had finally been broken.

Though neither side's battle flag had been toppled yet, the outcome was already clear.

Steward Eunuch Li, who presided over the competition, landed lightly on the platform. After glancing at the Fourth Prince still pinned under Ling Feng's foot, he shook his head, raised his hand delicately, and announced in a high-pitched voice, "The winner of this match is Tianfeng Sword Team!"

As his words faded, the crowd erupted once more.

The Three Lords, ministers, academy directors, court officials, noble families, royal relatives, and countless young talents all rose to their feet in applause.

This victory had not come easily.

"We won! Tianfeng Sword Team won!"

Ouyang Jing, Wang Yishan, Lin Xian'er, Qin Wanwan...

Tears of joy streamed down the faces of Ling Feng's comrades. This battle had been extraordinarily difficult, leaving every member of the Tianfeng Sword Team covered in wounds, including Gu Tengfeng who watched from below the platform.

Members of Central Court Sword Team applauded respectfully, as did former opponents from Hailan Academy and Wenyuan Academy. Those who had once lost to Ling Feng and his team now acknowledged their superiority completely.

They had defeated a legend!

They had become the new legend!

Amid the roaring crowd, however, the members of Tianfeng Sword Team showed little excitement.

Gu Tengfeng struggled to his feet and, supported by his teammates, made his way onto the platform, heading straight for Gong Cheng.

Though Gong Cheng's wounds had stopped bleeding, his breathing was frighteningly weak. So weak that not a trace of true qi could be detected.

His dantian had been completely shattered.

Even without medical knowledge, Gu Tengfeng understood what that meant.

He was crippled!

He would never practice martial arts again!

"Gong Cheng..."

Gu Tengfeng clenched his fists so tightly they turned white, filled with bitter frustration at his own powerlessness. Tears glistened at the corners of his eyes, his voice choked with emotion.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and stomped down harder on the Fourth Prince's face.

"Will you kneel or not?"

His eyes burned with cold fury. "Though I spare your life today, your father has left you to my mercy. If you refuse to kneel and apologize to Gong Cheng, I will shatter your dantian and make you a cripple for life!"

"How dare you!" The Fourth Prince coughed up blood as he glared up at Ling Feng, but then a chill ran down his spine.

He was afraid!

Ling Feng's gaze made him feel like he'd been plunged into an icy abyss. His mind seemed to explode as if a golden needle had pierced through the depths of his soul.

"Ah!"

A scream like a slaughtered pig tore through the air as blood gushed from the Fourth Prince's seven orifices. He collapsed like a pile of mud, twitching uncontrollably.

In that instant when their eyes met, Ling Feng had unleashed his Terrifying Gaze.

Already severely wounded, the Fourth Prince couldn't resist the Terrifying Gaze spiritual consciousness assault. The pain nearly killed him instantly.

The spectators stared in shock. A prince was being beaten like a stray dog. Ling Feng clearly feared no consequences.

Though the Tianbai King had swallowed his pride today, resentment would surely fester. From now on, he would never truly trust Ling Feng.

Perhaps the position of General Weiyuan would mark the peak of Ling Feng's career.

But Ling Feng cared little for such things. Right now, he only wanted justice for his sworn brother.

Letting the Fourth Prince live was already his greatest concession.

Gritting his teeth, Ling Feng stomped down again. "Kneel! Or would you like to experience that pain again?"

"No... please no!"

Trembling violently, the Fourth Prince scrambled up and knelt before Ling Feng, kowtowing repeatedly in surrender.

"Kneel to him, not to me!"

Ling Feng kicked him aside. His own body had nearly reached its limits, yet he stubbornly refused to collapse.

Li Bufan and Jiang Xiaofan leaned on each other as they made their way over. Li Bufan's right arm continued to tremble, and the wound on his shoulder remained a gruesome sight.

Li Bufan was in even worse shape than Jiang Xiaofan. His recovery ability was nowhere near comparable. It felt as if every inch of muscle in his body had been torn apart, and now the backlash from using the Sword Heart Great Dao was beginning to leave him dizzy and lightheaded.

Yet they persevered, making their way to Gong Cheng's side.

Gong Cheng might not have been the strongest fighter, yet as Tianfeng Sword Team's vice-captain, he had willingly risked his life for their honor.

He had truly earned the title of vice-captain!

No one intervened on the Fourth Prince's behalf. Not even a prince's status could compare to a single hair on Gong Cheng.

Eunuch Li turned away, unable to watch. If even the emperor wouldn't act, what right did a mere eunuch have?

Under the watchful eyes of those Human Emperor experts, a peak King-tier cultivator like him was insignificant.

Dazed from the kick, the Fourth Prince took several moments to crawl back and kneel before Gong Cheng. Through gritted teeth, he muttered, "Sorry, I... I was wrong!"

"Wrong? About what?" Ling Feng's slap rang sharply across the arena, making everyone swallow hard.

This was a prince being treated worse than a dog.

"I... I shouldn't have gone for a sneak attack." The Fourth Prince covered his cheek and spat out a mouthful of blood. Ling Feng's slap had knocked out several of his teeth.

"Wrong again!" Ling Feng kicked him flat. "Your real mistake was being less than human to begin with. Now get lost!"

The final kick sent the prince tumbling off the sword fighting platform's edge. He crashed to the ground below, robbed of all dignity as both royalty and martial artist before guards rushed to aid him.

Before leaving, he turned one last venomous glare at Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng! I will repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!"

The Fourth Prince spat up another mouthful of blood. Supported by his guards, he staggered unsteadily as he slowly made his way out of the arena.

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