Boom!
These three faint words landed in the field, sounding like shocking thunder.
Everyone looked at Ye Qingchen in disbelief, looking at Zhu Yun who had fallen to the ground, with eyes full of incredulity.
"Won! That kid actually won against Senior Brother Zhu Yun!"
"But he's only at the Spiritual Sea Seventh Heaven!"
"That final sword, what kind of swordsmanship was it, why did it have such a terrifying power? It actually directly defeated Senior Brother Zhu Yun!"
The crowd was in uproar.
This youth, whom they initially regarded as a fraud, actually defeated their highly regarded Senior Brother Zhu Yun!
Even Elder Zhou was fixated on Ye Qingchen, his eyes blazing, and his heart churning like a storm, shocked that he had misjudged.
"I lost?"
Listening to the discussions around, Zhu Yun stared fixedly at Ye Qingchen, still somewhat unwilling: "However, this doesn't mean you're qualified to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference…"
