The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 203: His Name is Ling Feng!

Time passed by, minute by minute.

One by one, students who had sworn to run to the finish line succumbed to exhaustion and collapsed.

With each student's fall, Leng Jianfeng would harshly criticize them, taking the opportunity to discourage those still persevering.

It must be said, his ability to draw resentment was remarkably strong. Just on the first day of meeting him, almost everyone already regarded him as a devil and wished to gang up and slaughter the bastard!

By the sixtieth lap, Ouyang Jing finally couldn't hold on any longer. His ability to reach that point was solely due to his strong willpower, and when he collapsed, he could hardly feel his legs.

At that moment, only ten students remained persevering!

Leng Jianfeng narrowed his eyes, a faint arc forming at the corner of his mouth. "Those who can endure over sixty laps in their first training session can be considered seed players who are worthy of special training."

Nevertheless, his expression remained frigid, his mouth spewing curses, "You lot said you'd run a hundred laps, but only sixty laps in and you're already done? You're truly the worst batch of students I've ever had!"

The scolded students blushed with embarrassment, some struggling to get up only to fall heavily after a few steps.

At that moment, all their hopes rested on the remaining ten students.

If at least three students couldn't cross the finish line, everyone would have to participate in the subsequent training sessions while exhausted, with no food or water!. That would be absolutely deadly!

Seventy laps!

Eighty laps!

And another one fell! And another one!

One by one, students succumbed to exhaustion, collapsing on the path to the finish line. Only three remained persevering: Ling Feng, Jiang Xiaofan, and Wang Yishan!

During the seventy-seventh lap, Qin Wanwan finally collapsed.

Similarly, Liu Yunfei fell down on the eighty-second lap, his mind blank as he lay on his back.

Having silently competed with Ling Feng, he had depleted his strength entirely, whereas Ling Feng surprisingly persevered.

"Keep going! Keep going!"

The students, unable to continue, watched Ling Feng and the other two closely. If one more of them fell, their punishment would be unavoidable.

"Hmph, only three people left now! Tsk tsk..." Leng Jianfeng mocked, waving a finger. "It's not that I'm not giving you a chance, it's that you all can't handle it!"

"Hmph. Instructor Leng, don't underestimate them! They can definitely hold on till the end!"

"That's right, they can all make it till the end!"

Everyone's hopeful gaze was fixed on Ling Feng and the others.

Boom!

Jiang Xiaofan fell heavily, and Ling Feng reached out to pull him up. The three of them continued on!

Almost everyone held their breath as if time stood still, leaving only three running figures against the vast expanse of the world.

Eighty-eight laps!

Eighty-nine laps!

Ninety laps!

Thud!

Jiang Xiaofan fell once more, this time with greater force. His sturdy physique was unable to prevent his skin from breaking upon impact.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Wang Yishan doubled over, clutching his stomach as he heaved violently before collapsing to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably.

Concerned voices filled the air as the students rushed to assist Jiang Xiaofan and Wang Yishan, their actions hurried and disorganized.

Leng Jianfeng swiftly approached Wang Yishan, checking his chest and forehead with a cold expression. "Hmph, there's no need to push yourself to the brink of death! Spread out and give him some space to breathe. He won't die!"

"Instructor Leng, you're too cold-blooded!"

A female student couldn't help but burst into tears. Although Wang Yishan and the others didn't make it to the end, they fought for everyone. Despite falling, their perseverance moved everyone.

"Cold-blooded? The path of martial arts is fraught with danger at every step! Today, I've been lenient with you all. But when you leave this academy and face death, you'll understand what true cold-bloodedness is!"

Leng Jianfeng snorted, rising to address Ling Feng. "Kid, you're the only one left. There's no need for you to persist any longer! Everyone, no food or drink for three days, and no rest allowed!"

Ling Feng's steps gradually came to a halt.

He, too, was beginning to feel exhausted, with his muscles growing numb.

The five hundred pounds weighing on him felt like five thousand, or even fifty thousand, making it hard for him to catch his breath.

He decisively turned around and declared, "It's not over yet! They both lack ten laps, and with my additional ten laps, I will run another thirty! Can I do that?"

"Oh?" Leng Jianfeng's eyes twitched at the sight of Ling Feng's unwavering gaze, causing even his own spirit to tremble momentarily.

Such resolute eyes... how could someone so young possess such depth, as if he had seen through all the world's trials and still retained unwavering determination?

"He..."

Every student looked up at Ling Feng. Compared to Jiang Xiaofan and Wang Yishan, he appeared noticeably thinner. Yet, he was the one who persevered until the very end and even now, continued to strive for what seemed nearly impossible.

"Who is he?"

Many remained unfamiliar with Ling Feng.

"He's my big brother, Ling Feng!" Ouyang Jing beamed with pride.

"Well done, Ling Feng!"

"Keep it up, Senior Brother Ling Feng!"

With each shout echoing, their sincerity resonated deeply.

"This fella... " As Qin Wanwan observed Ling Feng, she couldn't help but bite her lip, noticing the subtle shifts in her feelings toward him.

Pouting to herself, she mused, "Hmph, still as irritating as ever!"

"Can I run another thirty laps?"

Ling Feng repeated himself once more, seemingly under the impression that Leng Jianfeng had not understood.

His voice, though tinged with weariness and weakness, remained steadfastly determined!

"Very well! I'll grant you the opportunity," Leng Jianfeng declared, standing tall with a hint of mockery in his demeanor. "If you manage to complete thirty more laps, everyone's punishment will be lifted."

"Thank you, Instructor!"

With a tightened fist, Ling Feng slowly turned around, took a deep breath, and resumed his stride.

As time passed, although everyone had gathered in the morning, by now, it was already sunset.

The surroundings were lit up with torches, blazing fiercely and casting a crimson glow across the night sky.

Gathered around, everyone watched the figure on the martial arts square with eyes brimming with immense respect. Tears welled in the eyes of some female students as they clenched their fists while cheering, "Go, Ling Feng!"

Following behind Ling Feng, some students who had regained their strength matched his steady and powerful strides.

"This batch of students is quite interesting."

Leng Jianfeng stood on the platform with his arms folded across his chest, a faint smile gracing his face.