Chapter 2052 Ambush

Feng Xingkong was originally a Body Integration Stage expert, and with him assisting in the battle, the overall combat power of Cangfeng Academy greatly increased.

With a flash of sword light from the longsword in his hand, the gate at the entrance collapsed with a roar, and he led everyone directly inside.

Fang Huayu, Feng Tianxiang, and others followed closely, and behind them were five hundred students above the Nascent Soul Stage.

This time, Feng Xingkong was truly going all out, bringing almost all of Cangfeng Academy's elites.

With so many experts in command, the journey was extremely smooth; they swept through like a broken bamboo and quickly charged into the main camp.

Feng Tianxiang held the Merit Token in his hand, watching the constantly flickering numbers on it, a brilliant smile blossoming on his face.

"Uncle, it seems that victory is destined to be ours, Cangfeng Academy."

Feng Xingkong also nodded proudly, it was clear that Song Jian's ambition was not in this New Talent Ranking Tournament; he was focused on the throne, so he didn't care much about this item.

In this situation, with Lingxiao Academy eliminated, only Cangfeng Academy remained.

However, Fang Huayu frowned: "Dean Feng, I feel like something isn't quite right."

Feng Xingkong killed several barbarian soldiers with a single sword strike, then asked, "What's wrong?"

"I feel like we've been too smooth."

Fang Huayu said with a grave expression, "I fought against barbarian soldiers in Tianlang City before. Even Rank Three low-level barbarian soldiers are fearless and exceptionally brave, but that's not the case now.

Look at these barbarian soldiers; not only are their Ranks low, but they scatter at the first touch, with no combat power whatsoever.

Logically speaking, now that we've charged into their stronghold, this is a life-or-death battle, and they should be fighting desperately.

Moreover, there shouldn't just be Rank Three barbarian soldiers; there should be higher Ranks, at least we haven't seen the Rampage Legion that was here before."

Hearing him say this, Feng Xingkong also vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

He looked up; they had already penetrated deep into the camp, and the original camp entrance was long out of sight.

Feng Tianxiang said, "Senior Brother Fang, are you perhaps overthinking it?

Our side was not originally the main focus of the barbarian camp, and Prince Anshun has already led people to launch an attack over there.

The elite forces of the Barbarian Race should be over there, or guarding the provisions behind, so it's normal for us to encounter weaker ones here."

Fang Huayu frowned; he felt that what Feng Tianxiang said made some sense, but he always felt that something was not quite right in his heart.

"Dean Feng, I think we should still be careful. How about we kill our way back now?"

Feng Tianxiang thought for a moment: "You're right, we shouldn't go too deep. Let's kill our way back now."

As he spoke, he prepared to lead his people towards the entrance, but just then, a strange horn sounded, followed by countless elite barbarian soldiers charging towards them—it was precisely the Rampage Legion they had fought before.

Seeing this scene, how could Feng Xingkong not know what was happening? He immediately shouted loudly, "Retreat quickly, we've fallen into an ambush!"

After speaking, he brandished the treasured sword in his hand and charged forward as the vanguard.

But this time, it was vastly different from before; the Rank Two barbarian soldiers of the Rampage Legion were many times stronger than before.

Although their individual combat ability was still not their opponents', these people moved in perfect unison, and one by one, they were fearless, pressing towards them like a tide.

At this moment, the people of Cangfeng Academy immediately felt the pressure of large-scale combat, and they no longer had the smoothness they had when they first arrived.

"Don't linger in battle, hurry and leave!"

Feng Xingkong cleaved out with his sword, splitting a charging barbarian general in half, then led his people to charge towards the entrance.

At this moment, another strange horn sound came, followed by another ambush from all sides, with dense Rank One barbarian soldiers appearing all around.

These people were bare-chested, their bodies covered in war paint, surrounding the people of Cangfeng Academy.

Each of them held a long spear about ten feet long, glinting with dazzling cold light, and the fierce Killing Intent seemed to lower the surrounding temperature significantly.

"Woo-aoh…"

After a strange howl, the Rank One barbarian soldiers standing in the front row instantly hurled the long spears in their hands.

In terms of strength, Rank One barbarian soldiers are equivalent to human Golden Core Stage Cultivators, and these long spears were forged from fine steel.

Under their full-force throw, the power was astonishing; each long spear emitted a sharp sound of breaking through the air, as if it wanted to tear the Void Realm apart.

Countless long spears fell like raindrops, their power far greater than arrows.

The students of Cangfeng Academy tried their best to resist, but they simply couldn't block so many long spears, and soon screams of agony began to sound.

The power of these long spears was no less than that of particle guns, easily tearing through the True Qi of Soul Transformation Stage experts, and Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators had no chance of blocking them at all.

A Nascent Soul Stage student holding a longsword, after using all his strength to deflect three long spears, had no remaining strength to face the fourth.

With a 'thud,' the long spear pierced through his chest, pinning him fiercely to the ground.

The same scene kept playing out, with continuous screams as students fell one after another, pierced by long spears and pinned to the ground.

Fang Huayu, Feng Tianxiang, and others all changed their expressions drastically. Although they were Void Refining Realm experts, their True Qi could block one long spear, or two, but they couldn't block such a dense barrage.

They could only desperately use the longswords in their hands to deflect the incoming long spears, but the opponents were well-trained, and the long spears came in waves, like raindrops, with no intermission in between.

In comparison, the Body Integration Stage Feng Xingkong dealt with it more easily, but his ease alone was of no use at all; there were so many barbarian soldiers around that he couldn't kill them all.

Watching the students around him fall one after another, his eyes were bloodshot with rage. These were the elites of Cangfeng Academy; if they all died here, the wrath from above would be unimaginable.

But war is this cruel. Even though he was incredibly angry, he was helpless. In this situation, being able to save his own life was already good, let alone retaliating.

"I can't worry about that much anymore. Students above the Soul Transformation Stage, follow me…"

Feng Xingkong made a decisive decision not to linger in battle, intending to lead the students above the Soul Transformation Stage to leave by soaring, as for those at the Nascent Soul Stage, he couldn't care for them.

But before he could finish his words, someone had already realized this point. A Soul Transformation Stage student soared into the air, preparing to fly away and escape.

However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he flew up, he became a living target in mid-air. Immediately, countless long spears flew over, instantly turning him into a hedgehog, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, dying a tragic death.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xingkong and the others immediately abandoned that idea.

If they stayed on the ground, they might be able to hold on for a while, but once they flew up, they would only die faster.

Now there was no other way but to hold on desperately.

As time passed, students of Cangfeng Academy fell one after another.

Originally over five hundred people, in a few breaths, more than half had died, and eventually only about one hundred remained, many of whom were already heavily wounded.

Although Fan Xiaofeng had Peak Soul Transformation cultivation, he still couldn't block such a dense barrage of long spears. With a slight lapse in attention, his left arm was instantly pierced by a long spear, and even the bone was broken.

He had just let out a cry of agony when another long spear flew over, piercing directly through the back of his neck, pinning him fiercely to the ground, and he completely lost his breath.