The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 202: "Devil" Instructor!

Under Leng Jianfeng's instructions, each of the yellow-tier students from the East Court picked up a piece of iron armor and donned it.

This particular type of iron armor had been meticulously crafted by highly skilled craftsmen. Despite its outward rugged appearance, the joints were remarkably flexible, which allowed for unhindered movement. Wearing it posed no obstacle to running.

However, without activating true qi, the weight of five hundred pounds proved to be a significant burden for most of the yellow-tier students.

Furthermore, the task of carrying this weight while completing a hundred laps around the martial arts square was daunting.

The martial arts square covered a vast area, with each lap spanning a full four kilometers!

As soon as they donned the iron armor, complaints began to surface among some of the students. How could they possibly endure running a hundred laps in such a state?

"What are you waiting for, you little bastards? If you don't finish today, you won't eat or sleep for three days!"

Leng Jianfeng stood at the front, delivering a solid kick to the backside of one of the burliest students before loudly shouting. His words sent shivers down the spines of the students, and they immediately began to run around the martial arts square.

Each lap covered four kilometers. The students were carrying a weight of five hundred pounds, and they weren't allowed to use true qi!

"Hey ho, hey ho..."

As the group of students returned from completing the first lap, they were already drenched in sweat.

Some female students, exhausted and trembling, were tempted to activate true qi, but were firmly stopped by their peers.

It was no laughing matter; if one person were to use true qi, it would mean everyone else had to run an extra hundred laps. This punishment was collective. Everyone would be implicated!

"Too slow! Too slow! Did none of you fucking eat today?"

Leng Jianfeng stood on the platform, his face twisted in displeasure as he berated them, "Are you all idiots? You can't even handle this little test? You might as well go back and raise pigs!"

Under Leng Jianfeng's sharp tongue, the students immediately gritted their teeth, forcing themselves to continue running.

In the middle of the group, Ling Feng's breathing and footsteps remained steady. He had once practiced the Rock Body technique, which was not particularly formidable, but still provided a foundation. Moreover, the Qi-Refining Primordial Lock he practiced suppressed true qi cultivation, refining his body beyond the ordinary.

Jiang Xiaofan also displayed remarkable ability in this trial. His physique resembled that of a beast.He effortlessly carried the five-hundred-pound load while running, and he appeared to enjoy the challenge.

On the other hand, Ouyang Jing appeared somewhat awkward. He lacked the physical endurance of Jiang Xiaofan and Ling Feng.

They progressed to the second lap...

And the third lap...

By the tenth lap, individuals began to stumble and collapse.

However, the unforgiving instructor showed no mercy. Instead, he forced the fallen students to rise within twenty breaths. Failure to do so meant an additional lap for the entire group for every minute spent on the ground!

Eleventh lap...

Twelfth lap...

By the thirtieth lap, over half of the students were struggling with exhaustion. Unable to maintain control of their iron armor's center of gravity, they tumbled one after another.

Some managed to rise once, only to falter after a few steps and fall again.

With no access to true qi, their bodies crashed heavily onto the ground, resulting in numerous cuts and bruises, with blood flowing freely.

"Only thirty laps! Don't think I can't count. Already, thirty of you took more than twenty breaths to get up. All of you will have to run thirty more laps, so all of the progress you've made has basically been erased! Now get moving!"

Leng Jianfeng's stern voice, resembling that of a judge, elicited cries of agony from the exhausted students.

Among them, half had already reached their limits. Forget running another hundred laps; even standing up was an extremely difficult task.

"Instructor, I can't go on anymore! I really can't!"

"What instructor? He's a damn devil!"

Leng Jianfeng chuckled, "I told you earlier, you'll soon remember me for the rest of your lives! Get up and stop pretending to be dead!"

Leng Jianfeng pulled out a whip, cracking it a few times in the air. "Keep running!"

Thirty-first lap...

Thirty-second lap...

Thirty-third lap...

As time passed second by second, the students who were still enduring finally reached the fortieth lap!

However, more than half of the students had already fallen to the ground, unable to muster the strength to crawl up. Even Ling Feng was beginning to experience irregular breathing and mild muscle soreness.

In this kind of situation, it was simply impossible for everyone to complete a hundred laps.

On the platform, Leng Jianfeng narrowed his eyes, silently musing, "Most people have reached forty laps, which is not bad. There are still a few who haven't even broken a sweat after forty laps. This batch really does have a few individuals worth noting!"

It turned out that Leng Jianfeng had never intended for all the students to complete a hundred laps. His goal was to assess everyone's physical endurance and, incidentally, to deflate the arrogance of these "geniuses." He aimed to remind them that at Tianwei Academy, regardless of their previous brilliance, they still needed to start from the beginning.

"Crack!"

Leng Jianfeng snapped the whip fiercely through the air, his expression filled with disdain. "How pathetic! You can't even run anymore? All you can do is lay down? I won't even demand you to complete a hundred laps anymore. Who among you can manage a hundred laps for me? If one person accomplishes it, your punishment will be reduced by a day, with only two days of no food and sleep. If three people succeed, there will be no punishment at all!"

"However..." Leng Jianfeng's face twisted with mockery as he looked at everyone, casually cleaning his ears and disdainfully remarking, "From what I can see, not a single one of you weaklings can endure until then!"

The students lying on the ground, unable to rise, wore expressions of frustration. Their strength was completely depleted.

At this moment, less than thirty individuals remained running.

Of note was the presence of the arrogant Qin Wanwan among them.

"Hmph. Instructor Leng, don't underestimate us!" A tall young man defiantly clenched his fists. "Even if I, Wang Yishan, have to crawl, I'll complete a hundred laps. My brothers, which of you is with me?"

"Count me in!" Jiang Xiaofan's voice rang out, filled with determination. "Instructor Leng, we're not worthless!"

After speaking, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes reddened, and he surged forward as if injected with adrenaline, sprinting with all his might.

"Count me in!"

"Me too!"

Four or five students clenched their teeth, determined not to yield. They refused to let this ruthless and merciless devil of an instructor belittle them!

"Ha, you're all just talking big! Show some real guts and run a hundred laps!" Leng Jianfeng sneered, a hint of mockery playing at the corners of his mouth.

Ling Feng smiled faintly. He suddenly realized that this "devil of an instructor," who constantly disparaged everyone, appeared tough but had successfully stirred the young disciples' competitive spirit and determination.

"Sixty laps left!"

Ling Feng's eyes sparked with determination. He wouldn't allow himself to be easily defeated in Tianwei Academy's first test.

In the next moment, Ling Feng accelerated abruptly, catching up with the group ahead and sprinting towards the finish line with all his might!

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