The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Roar!

The Tusked Boar growled low, a demonic beast devoid of much intelligence, charging mindlessly ahead. Soon, it appeared before the crowd.

The demonic beast presented a fierce and terrifying appearance with its crimson eyes. Several younger disciples were instantly frightened, their limbs going weak. This was just a Tusked Boar. If a Hurricane wolf or a Saber-Toothed Panther appeared, they would have died a hundred times over.

Luo Jianying showed some courage. He brandished his sword and leaped forward, proclaiming, "Everyone, stay calm. It's just a Tusked Boar. Those at the third level of Qi Formation, join me in the attack. Those, below the third level, coordinate from the surroundings. Don't let it escape!"

Luo Jianying reacted swiftly, evidently having experienced similar situations before. The Tusked Boar was probably equivalent to a martial artist at the second or third level of Qi Formation, but its brute strength was formidable, and it had tough skin and thick flesh. Without sufficient damage, it would be challenging to eliminate it.

Despite Ling Feng practicing sword techniques and martial arts with apparent ease, for ordinary disciples, even a yellow-ranked lower-grade technique required months or even years of diligent cultivation to achieve a certain level of proficiency. f reewe bnovel

Ling Feng and Jiang Wanqing walked to the side without intervening.This battle belonged to the members of the team.

Without undergoing such experiences, rookies would always remain rookies.

Only by growing through the tests of battles could one be considered a true martial artist.

Dealing with a single Tusked Boar wasn't difficult. However, the commotion they caused here was too significant, quickly disturbing other demonic beasts nearby. In no time, two more Tusked Boars charged in, catching the rookies off guard.

Even Luo Jianying began to feel a bit flustered.

Roar!

More Tusked Boars caught wind of the scent of food here, becoming enraged and charging frantically in this direction. It was evident that this place was a lair for Tusked Boars.

Jiang Wanqing's expression slightly changed. Dealing with a few Tusked Boars was one thing, but intruding into the Tusked Boars' lair made the situation much more challenging. The rookies below were simply not a match.

It was only then that she realized her deliberate disagreement with Ling Feng had led to a pitfall for the team members.

"Five Tusked Boars rushed in. Hmm, that should be enough."

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, and in a swift motion, he dashed out.

"Hey, what are you up to!" Jiang Wanqing saw Ling Feng rushing out, gritted her teeth, and flew after him.

If the number of Tusked Boars had continued to grow, this team would have been completely overwhelmed.

Roar!

The frenzied roars echoed one after another. Those Tusked Boars were excited to find so many prey willingly approaching, and even the Tusked Boar king joined the fray.

Luo Jianying's expression changed drastically. Although he was at the fifth level of Qi Formation, facing the Tusked Boar king meant he had only one way to go – a dead end.

"It's over, we're doomed. With so many demonic beasts, we definitely can't win!"

One female disciple was so frightened that her whole body trembled. She dropped the long sword from her hand, huddled down, and held her head, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

"Senior Sister Sun, be careful!"

Su Hongxiu gripped her long sword and swung it down, killing the Tusked Boar that was charging towards Senior Sister Sun. Blood spurted out, splattering all over Senior Sister Sun's face.

Senior Sister Sun was immediately terrified, collapsing to the ground. "It's too dangerous. I don't want to be here. I don't want to die here. Sob..."

"Senior Sister Sun, please don't panic. Senior Uncle Ling Feng and Senior Sister Jiang are here. We'll definitely be fine!" Su Hongxiu picked up the stainless steel sword from the ground and handed it back to Senior Sister Sun. "Look, Senior Uncle Ling Feng and the others have taken action. Let's also do our best!"

Su Hongxiu's words calmed the other disciples down.

Indeed, while there seemed to be many Tusked Boars around, those actually charging into the battle appeared to be the same five from earlier, coming back and forth.

With ten people here, pairing up to handle one Tusked Boar each on average, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Don't panic, everyone! Junior Sister Su is right. We don't need to worry about the other Tusked Boars. Let's focus on dealing with the ones right around us!"

Luo Jianying let out a loud shout, and the surrounding disciples also calmed down, their gazes involuntarily turning towards Ling Feng's direction.

He held a long sword, jet black as ink.

The sword was named Abysmal Inkblade, obtained from the Broken Sword Elder of Liuyun Sword Sect.

This sword was an upper-grade mystical weapon, further enriched by the long-term cultivation of the Broken Sword Elder. It exuded abundant spiritual energy, and it could even be deemed a top-tier mystical weapon.

Clutching the sword, Ling Feng's entire aura underwent a sudden transformation.

Shing!

The long sword thrust forth, with each swing claiming the lives of several Tusked Boars beneath its blade.

Standing at the entrance to the riverbank, he seemed like an impregnable fortress. No matter how many Tusked Boars rushed at him, he dispatched them all with a single sword stroke. freeweb(n)ovel.co(m)

“Such powerful swordsmanship!”

Jiang Wanqing glanced sideways at Ling Feng. His figure stood tall and straight, emanating an astonishing sword intent. His gaze was cold, and the expression on his face remained calm and indifferent.

"He seems to be only eighteen years old, right?"

Jiang Wanqing had perused Ling Feng's information. Ling Feng and the group of new disciples he led were the same age, but his composure when facing demonic beasts made him seem like a hunter with countless battles under his belt.

Upon introspection, she acknowledged that her cultivation was indeed considerably higher than Ling Feng's. However, when it came to swordsmanship alone, she was no match for him.

Roar!

Ling Feng, with just himself and his sword, nearly wiped out all the Tusked Boars. The Tusked Boar king, its eyes bloodshot, let out a frenzied roar and charged at Ling Feng.

Unfortunately, it was still just one strike!

"Stellar Annihilation Strike!"

The sword pierced through the Tusked Boar king's eye sockets. The sword qi erupted, shattering its entire pig head into a spray of blood.

"Alright, there shouldn't be any more Tusked Boars daring to approach now."

Ling Feng shook the Abysmal Inkblade, flicking off the blood, then sheathed the sword. With an indifferent expression, he stood to the side, casting his gaze on the newcomers who were still battling the Tusked Boars at the riverbank.

Jiang Wanqing bit her teeth, her clear eyes fixed on Ling Feng. Suddenly, she felt that Ling Feng, this man, had become very mysterious.

"It's no wonder he has already become a legendary figure among the inner sect disciples a few months after he joined the Wenxian Sect. He's indeed not normal..."

Under Jiang Wanqing's intense gaze, Ling Feng felt uneasy. He sidestepped, took a few steps back, and crossed his arms over his chest, saying casually, "Finally showing some respect."

A slight blush tinted Jiang Wanqing's pretty face. As a young woman, staring so intently at a man felt somewhat immodest. She bit her lip, nodded, and admitted, "Yes, indeed much better than just now."

Under the command of Luo Jianying, all team members moved in an orderly manner. The number of Tusked Boars diminished one by one. After about half an hour, the team successfully eliminated all five Tusked Boars that Ling Feng intentionally released.

Except for two disciples who sustained minor injuries, there were no other casualties.

"Hahaha, we won! We won!"

"We defeated the demonic beasts! Hahaha, yay!"

"All thanks to Senior Brother Luo's command!"

"And thanks to Junior Sister Su for saving me. Thank you, Junior Sister Su!"

The joy of victory radiated on the faces of all the team members. Even those who were initially frightened by the sight of the Tusked Boars now bravely wielded their swords, and dared to engage in combat with the demonic beasts.

This was their first step in transforming into true martial artists, a step that was solid and powerful.

"In fact, the one we should be most thankful to is Senior Uncle Ling!" Luo Jianying exclaimed loudly. "If it weren't for Senior Uncle Ling intercepting the other demonic beasts for us, how could we have dealt with so many of them?"

"Yeah, we really owe it to Senior Uncle Ling!"

"Senior Uncle Ling is so amazing! Just now, I saw Senior Uncle Ling kill the huge boar, which was taller than two people, with just one strike!"

"Wow, that must have been the boar king! Hahaha..."

Ling Feng's expression remained unchanged, with just a slight nod. He calmly said, "Alright, quickly handle the spoils. The scent of blood here might attract even stronger demonic beasts."

"Yes, Senior Uncle Ling!" All the team members echoed in unison.

Jiang Wanqing stood on the side, biting her delicate lip. In her heart, she thought, "Perhaps letting him lead the team is the most correct choice after all..."

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