Chapter 821: Might of the Treasure of Heaven and Earth

"Final match, second round! Both sword teams, step forward!"

At the referee's command, the two teams returned to the sword-fighting platform.

But still, no miracle happened—Ling Feng was nowhere to be seen.

Noticing his absence, Mo Wufeng let out a long breath of relief. As long as they defeated the East Court Sword Team in this round, the championship would be as good as theirs.

"

Ah,

Ling Feng still hasn't come back!"

"Tianwei Academy is doomed. Without him, they don't stand a chance!"

"Brother Feng, where the hell are you?"

Leng Jianfeng looked ready to explode. "That damn brat! Vanishing at the most critical moment... If we lose because of this, I swear I'll disown him as my student!"

"

Pfft

..." Wang Yishan rolled his eyes. "Instructor Leng, no offense, but I doubt Chief Ling would even care."

"Shut up!"

"

Waaah,

we're gonna lose..." Deng Yongshi bit her lip and tugged at her grandfather's sleeve. "Grandpa, what do we do? What can we do?"

Old General Deng let out a long sigh. "What can I do? You want me to dress up as Ling Feng and fight in his place?"

...

On the Sword-Fighting Platform.

"

Hehe.

Gu Tengfeng, don't forget to kneel and call me 'daddy' after you lose!" Mo Wufeng threw his head back and laughed.

Tianwei Academy had replaced Gong Cheng with Ye Nanfeng, but given Ye Nanfeng's limited strength, the substitution changed nothing.

"You're celebrating too early. Win first, then talk." Gu Tengfeng's voice was icy.

"Too early? I'd say it's long overdue!" Mo Wufeng's face twisted into a venomous sneer. "First, I'll make you kneel and humiliate you thoroughly. Sooner or later, even Ling Feng will be groveling at my feet!"

"You? Don't make me laugh." Jiang Xiaofan tightened his grip on his greatsword. "This time, I won't hold back. You won't get past me!"

Mo Wufeng burst into laughter, exchanging a glance with his teammates. Their strategy remained unchanged—he would stall Li Bufan and Gu Tengfeng, while the rest dealt with Jiang Xiaofan. As for Ye Nanfeng? His movement techniques were negligible against Spiritual Element Realm fighters.

"Let the match begin!"

As the referee's voice echoed across the arena, both teams burst into motion.

"Xiaofan, Bufan—go!" Gu Tengfeng shouted.

But unlike before, this time he and Ye Nanfeng hung back to guard Xue Xiaolin. Up front, Jiang Xiaofan and Li Bufan charged straight at the opposing team.

"Captain?" Jiang Xiaofan called out, momentarily confused.

"Just follow Bufan's lead—and smash through them." Gu Tengfeng smiled faintly, his voice calm but firm.

Before the finals, Ling Feng had quietly shared one final plan:

If I'm not there, don't panic. Just unleash Bufan's spear and Xiaofan's shield. That'll be enough.

Now was the time to put it into action.

"Got it," Jiang Xiaofan replied. Though still a little unsure, he tightened his grip and ran forward alongside Li Bufan.

"Xiaofan, clear a path with your Giant Spirit War-God Bone!"

Li Bufan surged ahead, leaping into the air as he positioned himself above Jiang Xiaofan. Together, the two of them hurtled toward the enemy like an unstoppable force.

"Use the War-God Bone?"

Jiang Xiaofan blinked, then quickly nodded. "Alright!"

With a roar, Jiang Xiaofan raised his left arm. A dense, earthen glow coalesced around his fist as he bellowed:

𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Giant Spirit Hammer Smash!"

Boom!

The platform trembled violently as fissures spiderwebbed across its surface. The Zhenlong Academy team froze in shock—what kind of power was this?!

The tremor spread beyond the arena, rattling the spectators. Jiang Xiaofan's single strike carried enough force to shake the earth.

"That's... the Treasure of Heaven and Earth!"

Elders on the judges' podium jolted upright, their eyes locked onto the luminous yellow bone glowing behind Jiang Xiaofan's back.

The radiance was unmistakable—the signature of a Treasure of Heaven and Earth in use!

"Good heavens! This is insane!"

"That terrifying shockwave... So this is Jiang Xiaofan's true strength?!"

"Xiaofan, you're a beast!

Hahaha!

"

The crowd erupted as the match's outcome suddenly became uncertain again.

Boom!

On the sword-fighting platform, a towering earthen wall—solid as bronze and iron—suddenly surged up, cutting cleanly across the center of the arena. The ground shook violently before gradually coming to a halt.

"

Phew

..." Jiang Xiaofan exhaled, wiping sweat from his brow. Activating the Giant Spirit War-God Bone for the first time had drained a significant amount of his true qi.

"Hold formation! Don't panic!"

Mo Wufeng shot into the air, sneering. "A mere dirt wall won't stop Zhenlong Academy's victory! Charge!"

"Charge!"

His teammates, eyes bloodshot with determination, surged forward. The championship was within reach—they couldn't afford to falter now.

"Nice work, Xiaofan."

Li Bufan smirked as violet lightning crackled around his left arm—the Wind and Thunder Vambrace.

"Another Treasure of Heaven and Earth?! Since when did these become so common?!"

Di Jinglong nearly leaped from his seat. "Mu Yunsang! You shameless old fool—you lent them treasures from the academy vault?!"

"Di Jinglong, are you brain-dead? Treasure of Heaven and Earth requires months of refinement! The Tianwei sword team wasn't even finalized back then!" Feng Yuanzhan retorted scornfully.

Clenching his fists, Di Jinglong watched in disbelief. Even king-tier experts—or Human Emperors—rarely possessed such treasures.

Though Li Bufan and Jiang Xiaofan couldn't unleash their full power, even a fraction was enough to turn the tide.

"

Heavenly—Thunder—Explosive—Step!

"

Crack!

Lightning crackled around Li Bufan as he moved, each step unleashing bolts that tore into the platform, leaving massive craters in their wake. The sheer destructive force sent a chill through the crowd.

"Stop him!"

Mo Wufeng's eyelids flickered, and he hurriedly summoned an elemental qi shield, raising his sword to intercept Li Bufan.

"Explode!"

Like a flash of lightning, Li Bufan cut through defenses effortlessly, moving with deadly precision. When Mo Wufeng blocked his strike, a thunderbolt struck him directly, leaving him paralyzed and crumpling to the ground.

The remaining Zhenlong Academy members were stuck. To advance meant facing Jiang Xiaofan's impenetrable wall, while Li Bufan was a juggernaut on his own.

No way through!

No way to defend!

Snap!

Amidst the storm of chaos, a sharp crack echoed through the air—the sound of a battle flag breaking.

Before the crowd could even react, Li Bufan stood tall, enemy flag in hand.

Dressed in his flowing white robes, he shared a victorious glance with Jiang Xiaofan, who stood proudly atop the earthen barrier.

This battle was pure exhilaration!